Ning Sang-sang looked toward the voice and saw a young man in a silver mask sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed over by a guard.
Though the young man sat in a wheelchair, the air of nobility and aloofness radiating from him was impossible to ignore.
Especially those eyes, as deep as black obsidian, which seemed capable of seeing into people's hearts. Ning Sang-sang recognized him at a glance-the novel's ultimate villain, Yan Xuanjing.
In the novel, Yan Xuanjing was the unfavored Sixth Prince of the Yan Kingdom. His birth mother had been of lowly status and had died a tragic death in the imperial palace. Unwanted and relentlessly bullied in the Yan Kingdom, he had lived worse than pigs and dogs.
At ten, he had been sent to Great Chu as a hostage prince. After tasting the warmth and coldness of human hearts, the seeds of hatred had taken root within him.
Later, he had turned to darkness, becoming the novel's cruel and merciless archvillain who plunged the world into chaos and destroyed six kingdoms.
When Ning Hui saw that Yan Xuanjing was there too, his eyes lit up, and he immediately ran toward him.
Watching his younger brother run toward Yan Xuanjing, Ning Chengxiao could not help the twitch at the corner of his mouth. Ever since Yan Xuanjing had saved his younger brother's life three years ago, the boy had become something of his little follower, calling him "Brother A-Xuan" at every turn, pressing his warm face against the other's cold backside.
Speaking of Yan Xuanjing, he was a pitiful soul too, sent to Great Chu as a hostage prince at such a young age.
In Great Chu, he was often bullied by those spoiled young wastrels. Two years ago, he had also been poisoned with some unknown, peculiar toxin, leaving his legs crippled and his peerless face ruined. From then on, he could only appear before others in a wheelchair and a mask.
[I actually ran into the ultimate villain, Yan Xuanjing, who hardly ever leaves home. My luck really is something else.]
Hearing those words, Yan Xuanjing's pupils contracted slightly. His obsidian eyes fixed on Ning Sang-sang, and then a lively voice rang out. "Brother A-Xuan!"
Yan Xuanjing came back to himself. Seeing Ning Hui looking at him with a brilliant smile, he gave a faint "Mm."
Knowing Yan Xuanjing was aloof by nature, Ning Hui did not mind. Still beaming at him, he asked, "Brother A-Xuan, where have you been these past few days? Why couldn't I find you anywhere?"
"I went to the countryside to clear my head," Yan Xuanjing replied quietly, his voice full of distance.
"Brother A-Xuan, the scenery here is lovely. You should have Jingzhe push you here more often to clear your head," Ning Hui said.
Yan Xuanjing gave another faint "Mm," then turned his gaze to Ning Sang-sang, who was coming their way.
Ning Hui followed his gaze. Seeing that he was looking at his elder sister, he introduced her with a smile. "Brother A-Xuan, that's my elder sister who was lost all those years. We've found her now. Isn't she beautiful?"
Yan Xuanjing said nothing. He was not interested in her looks, but in that voice.
Ning Chengxiao brought Ning Sang-sang over to Yan Xuanjing and greeted him respectfully. "Sixth Prince."
Yan Xuanjing inclined his head slightly, his obsidian eyes fixed on Ning Sang-sang. His lips moved, but just as he was about to say something, a clear female voice rang in his ears.
[Speaking of Yan Xuanjing, he's a pitiful soul too. Bullied since childhood, he lived worse than pigs and dogs. After being sent to Great Chu as a hostage prince, he was bullied by those spoiled young wastrels again. His outstanding looks even caught the eye of that pervert Imperial Uncle Yang, who kept harassing him. When Yan Xuanjing coldly rejected him, he grew resentful. To take revenge on Yan Xuanjing, Imperial Uncle Yang sent someone to bribe Hei Zi, a guard Yan Xuanjing trusted, and had him administer a deadly poison that completely ruined Yan Xuanjing's face and crippled his legs.]
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