Reunion with Qian Renxue! A Fleeting Glance Throws My Heart into Chaos

Tang San and Xiao Wu instinctively turned back, looking at the figure being berated in the shadows.

Xiao Wu opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

"Xiao Wu, don't meddle in other people's business."

Tang San immediately sensed it, pulling her hard and warning in a low voice, his eyes vigilant and indifferent.

"He's just a beggar stranger. The auction house staff will handle it."

Xiao Wu swallowed her words, looking at the solitary figure under the usher's reprimand, her eyes complex.

Seeing Su Ling still not moving, the Oval-faced Usher's delicate eyebrows shot up, and she was about to wave for the guards.

"Wait."

A clear voice, carrying unquestionable authority, sounded from behind.

The voice was not loud, but it was like an invisible barrier, instantly suppressing all the noise at the entrance.

Everyone turned to look.

They saw the crowd on the street part automatically, and "Xue Qinghe," dressed in the Crown Prince's ornate robes, strode over.

Golden Long Hair was tied under his coronet, his eyes gentle yet exuding inherent dignity.

Qian Renxue had been feeling agitated.

She had heard that Su Ling had been assassinated and severely injured, and had almost rushed to the Su Family without regard!

But she was the "Crown Prince." In what capacity could she show concern for a profligate heir? What would Emperor Xue Ye think?

But in reality, she was more afraid... afraid of seeing Su Ling's cold eyes again.

Would that aloof and heartless boy push her away once more, dealing another heavy blow to her already shattered heart?

Just as her thoughts were in disarray, her gaze suddenly fixed on the entrance of the auction house--

On the boy leaning against the wall, his black robes stained with blood!

Although Su Ling's aura was masked by the Destruction God Armor, Qian Renxue had reached the God King realm after Su Ling's death in her previous life. How powerful was her Mental Power?

With just one glance, she recognized him... It was the person she had searched for two lifetimes!

Her pupils contracted sharply, and her steps instantly halted.

Her heart felt as if it were being fiercely squeezed, the pain making her stop breathing.

Why was he here? His injuries weren't healed... he was still bleeding... and he ran out like this?!

She saw the attendant push him, saw blood drip from his fingertips.

Memories of her past life surged wildly—

His pale profile as he stayed up late to review memorials for her.

His distant, cold eyes after ascending the throne.

Finally, the scene on a snowy night, him falling into her arms with the Asura Sword plunged into his chest...

Qian Renxue's fingers trembled violently, her nails digging deeply into her palms.

She almost couldn't control herself from rushing forward to hug him, check his injuries, and hold him tightly—

But she couldn't.

She was the Heaven Dou Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.

He was the Su Family Heir Su Ling.

Under everyone's gaze, she couldn't even say a word of concern.

She forced herself to look away, took a deep breath, and suppressed the surging tears in her eyes.

When she looked up again, she had regained the Crown Prince's gentle demeanor, only a slightly hoarse voice betraying her emotions: "What happened?"

"C-Crown Prince!"

The two welcoming ladies, seeing who it was, were startled and quickly bowed.

"Crown Prince! This, this person is refusing to leave and has dirtied the ground..."

Qian Renxue ignored everyone.

She walked closer with difficulty and stopped in front of Su Ling.

She wanted to reach out and touch him, but restrained herself fiercely.

"You..." Her voice trembled badly, and she finally managed to squeeze out a few words.

"Do you... want to come in with me?"

Su Ling's thoughts were pulled back from the depths of the auction house by the voice so close to him.

Under his hood, he raised his head somewhat blankly, revealing a sharp jawline in the shadow.

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe?

Su Ling's thoughts turned sluggishly, a mixture of fatigue and annoyance washing over him.

In my previous life, I served under Qian Renxue, working day and night on mountains of administrative tasks. The memory of being squeezed to the point of losing my shape instantly flooded back.

Now, why is this "Crown Prince" coming over again?

He didn't have a good expression, not even bothering to pretend.

For this former superior, whom he had driven out of the center of power immediately after ascending the throne in his previous life, his only evaluation was "trouble."

In the last life, after Qian Renxue became a god, she even attended his concubine selection ceremony, leaving him utterly confused.

Originally, his script was to be killed by Qian Renxue, using his life to foster the relationship between Qian Renxue and Tang San.

But she, instead of following the script and taking his dog life, even killed her own cousin, Ye Lingling!

The key point was that she was the Heroine, and he couldn't do anything to her.

But fortunately, the Little Scoundrel was quite cooperative. The moment he became a god, he came to assassinate him, allowing him to finish his scene smoothly. It could be considered a consolation prize.

But who could understand?

Qian Renxue, in turn, killed the male protagonist Tang San and remained unmarried for life.

After painstakingly cultivating and finally becoming a God King, she actually committed suicide on his grave!?

This forced him to restart the game before he could even warm his rewards.

As a result, the mission objective for the second life was still Bibi Dong, that crazy yandere. It was so disgusting he wanted to vomit.

Su Ling cursed inwardly, and his body subconsciously took half a step back.

But thinking that Gu Yuena was still inside, he stopped.

Forget it, it might be good to go in and take a look, saving him from waiting outside.

He nodded extremely slightly, as a form of acknowledgment.

The movement was so small it was almost imperceptible, and he was stingy even with a single word.

This indifferent, almost dismissive response was like an ice pick, precisely piercing Qian Renxue's heart.

The pain was sharp and clear.

But she didn't show any of it, merely tilting her head slightly and making a "please" gesture, her posture impeccable.

There was silence all the way.

Qian Renxue walked beside him, clearly smelling the faint scent of blood on him.

Her gaze was straight ahead, but the hand beneath her sleeve was clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Countless times she wanted to help him, wanted to ask if he was in pain, wanted to tell him not to be afraid...

But in the end, she just straightened her back and said in the Crown Prince's steady tone, "Keep up with me."

Only she knew that this sentence had exhausted all her strength.

Su Ling no longer hesitated and stepped forward.

The two welcoming ladies were already ashen-faced and trembling like sieves, not daring to even lift their heads, let alone block him.

The person personally brought by the Crown Prince, even if he were a beggar, was still an ancestor they couldn't afford to offend!

Tang San's brows furrowed, his gaze flickered back and forth between the figure in grey robes and the Crown Prince, always feeling that something was inexplicably strange.

But with two grown men, he really couldn't think in that direction.

Yet Xue Qinghe's cautious demeanor, as if holding a fragile treasure, was truly too abnormal.

"Your circle is truly chaotic," he muttered to himself.

"Brother Crown Prince... why didn't she come to find me."

Ning Rongrong said with a look of disappointment.

After her rebirth, she had frantically boosted Qian Renxue's favorability.

She had always felt pity for this woman who, like herself, had lost her loved ones in the last life and ultimately died alone.

But now Qian Renxue was paying so much attention to that strange man, which made Ning Rongrong feel a hint of bitterness.

Xiao Wu keenly noticed Ning Rongrong's disappointment and gently squeezed her palm, outwardly comforting her, but inwardly cursing:

"Bitch, how is it that even the Crown Prince is involved with her? How can she be so good at seducing men!"

Tang San's expression was a little displeased, feeling like his forehead was turning green.

He subtly moved closer to Ning Rongrong, trying to assert his claim, but was glared back by Xiao Wu.