Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Hearing the report from his door guards, Majesty Huang, Xiajun Yanli’s eyebrows twitched.

He asked the middle-aged man beside him, “Uncle, do you think I should interfere in this?”

“Your Majesty, you can just follow your heart.”

“An Yexuan coincidentally helped Hao’er’s mother once, and I had always broken my own rules to meet him.”

The middle-aged man sighed. “This child of the An family has changed. He is no longer the same person as he was before.”

Xiajun Yanli said in deep thought, “Uncle, don’t you think it’s strange?”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a while. “Yes, it is a little strange. This An Yexuan used to be so bright and happy. He had a very good temperament as well. However, he has become conceited now. He only cares about his own interests and is becoming more and more reckless and hot-tempered.”

Xiajun Yanli sighed. “Yeah. I suspect someone did something to him. Exactly what it is, we wouldn’t know. I have already retired, so I don’t want to care about all these things. Uncle, help me investigate this, alright?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Xiajun Yanli thought for a while before he said, “Uncle, tell him that he can only meet me for one last time. Let him choose if he will use it this time or later! If he insists on meeting me this time, just let him in!”

“Yes!”

An Yexuan was impetuous. Since he could meet him now, why would he wait until another time?

He stated his reason for coming. It was to ask Majesty Huang to put in a good word for him—to help him secure his status as the heir.

Xiajun Yanli had a puzzled look on his face. He stared at An Yexuan deeply and suddenly sighed. He really felt that An Yexuan was hopeless.

“An Yexuan, why are you so fixated on power?”

“Your Majesty, you might not know this. In century-old noble families like ours, once we lose our authority, it’s like we have been reduced to nothing.”

Xiajun Yanli tried to persuade him, “An Yexuan, you just refuse to face it upfront. Even if you leave the An family, you can go and lead a simple and carefree life of your own. Why must you restrict yourself to that cage?”

An Yexuan shook his head. He did not want to accept a life without power and status. “I only hope that Majesty Huang can help me.”

“An Yexuan, do you have any regrets so far?”

An Yexuan was puzzled. Any regrets? What did he have to regret about?

“An Yexuan, as a man, you tried so many times to deal with a woman. Furthermore, that woman had never really done anything to you. This is ungentlemanly behavior.”

An Yexuan’s body stiffened. He knew Majesty Huang was referring to Yun Bixue.

Seeing how An Yexuan refused to repent, Majesty Huang said in a disappointed tone, “An Yexuan, you should leave now. I can’t help you. You helped Hao’er’s mother once back then, but I have already helped you many times so far. This debt of gratitude had long been repaid.”

An Yexuan could not believe his ears. He stared at Majesty Huang and said, “Your Majesty, you’re the only one who can help me now.”

Xiajun Yanli stood up and said coldly, “An Yexuan, you’re not in the right state of mind now. The only person who can help you is yourself. No one else can save you. You’re the only one who can save yourself.”

Majesty Huang’s words had a double meaning to it. Sadly, An Yexuan would never get it.

Once An Yexuan had been escorted out, Xiajun Yanli said to the middle-aged man beside him, “Uncle, can you tell anything from him?”

“Your Majesty, I can only tell that he has hidden anger in his heart. I’m not sure about the exact reason for it. Your Majesty, are there really unorthodox practices in this world?”

Xiajun Yanli sighed lightly. “Maybe, or maybe not. I hope we’re the ones thinking too much about things.”

An Yexuan walked out not too far off when he met a few rich playboys. They saw An Yexuan and laughed as they said, “That’s him. I heard he can’t even beat a young lady in Ning An City.”