The development of this scene is indeed unexpected for everyone. No one knew when this young man, who appeared to be in his twenties, had entered the palace.
However, the strained questioning from the former Empress and the words of this person revealed his identity.
He was Yan Jiang, Yan Luo’s older brother of Yan Luo, also the only prince and heir to the throne of that country.
However, logically speaking, he should be staying safely in his own palace at this moment. How did he end up here?
And why is he joining forces with the former Empress?
“What the hell do you mean?!” The former Empress asked in shrieking voice.
Only at this moment did Yan Jiang shifted his gaze to the former Empress, casually looking at her, holding Yan Luo in his arms, and speaking nonchalantly.
“What do I mean? It’s simple. I help you avenge the pain of losing your child, and you help me find my sister. However…”
He chuckles lightly, looks up at the grim-faced Xiuyin, and continues, “I’ve already obtained what I wanted on my own. Therefore, our deal naturally no longer exists.”
“Yan Jiang, how dare you!”
How dare he? Yan Jiang’s eyes overflowed with amusement. The hand that held Yan Luo’s neck slightly moved upward, gently caressing her head and soft strands of hair.
“Alright, my dear sister. It’s been a long time since you have seen Brother. Don’t you have anything to say to Brother? If you don’t want to see Brother because of the person over there, Brother would be heartbroken.”
Yan Luo’s lips twitched slightly. She is indeed taken aback by this person, but based on the information provided by Little Pink, she had a bold speculation about why he was here.
Jealousy… Impatience…
These emotions filled Xiuyin’s chest, making him suddenly realize something.
After obtaining information that the former Empress had collaborated with that person behind his back, he initially intended to manipulate the enemy and deliver a fatal blow in the future, but he hesitated.
In the end, he chooses a method that seems somewhat inexplicable to him, but unexpectedly, she was still brought to the scene.
“Luoluo…” Xiu Yin lowered his head slightly, shadows of his hair casting on his face. Between the shifts of light and shadow, his expression becomes unclear.
A slightly deep, calm voice, seemingly harboring an impending storm, resounds.
But she remains silent…
Xiuyin’s expression darkens further, and now Yan Luo’s gaze is on Yan Jiang’s face.
“What do you want to do…? Brother, I want to know how much you were involved in the accident when I was travelling.”
[Huh? Host, how did you figure it out?]
“Feeling.” His persistence, coupled with their identities, opposition from their father, and the incident on that particular road, suspicion is inevitable.
A trace of surprise flashes in Yan Jiang’s eyes, then he chuckles, eyes filled with indulgence, causing Yan Luo to shrink slightly. “Indeed, Luoluo is sharp… What do I want to do? I just want to have you. It’s such a simple thing, but not only does Father want to create trouble, you also ran into this troublesome place by yourself. I find it quite distressing.”