Xiao Yi Xian shuddered all over at Xiao Yan's mushy words. Just as she was about to say something else, she heard him speak again.
"As for Nalan Yanran, I'll find a suitable opportunity to call off this engagement with dignity."
Xiao Yan's words made Xiao Yi Xian's little mouth fall slightly open.
"No, bro, are you serious? You're even giving up such an excellent fiancée for me?"
Xiao Yi Xian truly found Xiao Yan's actions difficult to understand.
At that moment, even she could not help looking herself over from side to side, wondering whether she had suddenly gained some extraordinary charm that had made this legendary genius so infatuated with her.
"Hehe, don't be nervous. My calling off the engagement with Nalan Yanran doesn't really have much to do with you."
Seeing Xiao Yi Xian's stunned expression, Xiao Yan could not help but laugh.
"The main reason is that I don't want to be with her."
Xiao Yan's feelings toward Nalan Yanran were indeed difficult to put into words.
Although the passage of ten thousand years in his previous life had long washed away the humiliation of that broken engagement, and he and Nalan Yanran had even become fairly good friends after he became Emperor.
Both of them knew perfectly well that no matter how close they appeared to be, they could never be together.
No matter how insignificant that broken engagement might have seemed afterward, it had at least been a scar carved deeply into Xiao Yan's heart at the time.
Even though the scar had later faded until it was nearly invisible, and Xiao Yan had even come to regard that experience as a memory of bygone years.
It had nevertheless been the blade that completely severed the bond between them, making it impossible for Xiao