Chapter 525 - 492: Delinquent Youth

Chapter 525: Chapter 492: Delinquent Youth

Ye Ling curiously asked, "The Prince is only fifteen, why do you always call him a stickler, big brother?"

Ye Rong sneered, "Whenever the boys in our circle have fun gatherings, they invite him, but he never shows up. He looks at an absolute beauty and sees her as a log, lectures on principles constantly, and has tons of rules. What isn’t stickler-ish about that?"

Ye Ling chuckled, not agreeing.

In early spring, she had a ball game with the Eldest Prince and found his personality proper and a bit stern but not as bad as her brother described. At least, he’s few of words, not prone to lecturing everyone at length.

Xue Yinhuan urged, seeing the siblings engrossed in conversation they forgot to move, "Still standing outside? Hurry up, the Prince is busy. If he leaves, Third Young Master Ye won’t see him."

"Who’s eager to see him?" Ye Rong rolled his eyes dramatically, "That freak who’s even trained his sleep posture, I don’t wanna be disciplined by him. But seriously, I admire that Young Master from the Song family, to manage to stay by his side for two years — I suppose he’s either gone mad or halfway there. By the way, is Song Yuanbao here?"

At the mention of Song Yuanbao, Xue Yinhuan instinctively glanced at Ye Ling, and indeed, saw a suspicious blush on her fair cheeks, her eyes bright and innocent.

Shifting her gaze calmly, Xue Yinhuan said, "Young Master Song didn’t come today. If you want to see him, just arrange to meet him another day."

Ye Rong laughed mischievously, "I’m afraid of catching it."

Xue Yinhuan twitched the corner of her mouth, "If His Highness hears this, you’re in for it."

"How could he..."

The words "hear it" got stuck in his throat as Ye Rong suddenly realized Xue Yinhuan’s relationship with Zhao Xi, his expression turning odd, his mind quickly oscillating between "Should I retreat since I’ve bragged too much and offended my big brother?" and "I’ve spent some time in the military camp; would running away now be cowardly?"

Xue Yinhuan was speechless at his reaction, "Third Young Master Ye, can you make up your mind whether you’re going in or not? If not, I’ll just shut the doors."

"Hey, can’t we be more diplomatic?" Ye Rong propped the door with his hand, raised an eyebrow provocatively, and grinned flirtatiously, "Sister Xue, I’ll give my sister to you; you pretend you didn’t hear me, and don’t tell your fiancé, okay?"

"Sure!" Xue Yinhuan reciprocated with a smile, "Have her come to the Xue Family to be my sister, and I’ll pretend not to have heard what you just said."

Ye Rong looked at Ye Ling, wearing an expression as if sacrificing his sister with tears for survival.

Ye Ling pouted, "Brother betrayed me again."

Ye Rong’s eyes were filled with sorrow of separation, "It’s all for the family lineage’s continuation. The great kindness and virtue of your sacrifice, sister, how could I... hey, why aren’t you paying attention?"

Ye Ling, ignoring her nutty brother, bypassed him and stepped up to Xue Yinhuan, "Sister Huan, let’s go."

Xue Yinhuan glanced at Ye Rong amusingly, "This is the Xue family, not the Imperial Palace. Even if the Prince gets angry, what’s he going to do to you? Besides..." Besides, she and Zhao Xi have already broken off their engagement; the news just hasn’t spread yet, "I wouldn’t be bothered to complain to him?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Rong perked up immediately, taking several large strides into the side door, tagging behind Xue Yinhuan and Ye Ling.

When they reached the Observation Pavilion, Zhao Xi and Yun Huai were still drinking.

"Ah Yin, guess who I brought for you?"

Hearing his sister’s voice, Xue Yan turned his head and saw Ye Rong just arriving upstairs, almost choking on his fruit wine, "Third Brother?"

Soon, Zhao Xi and Yun Huai both glanced toward Ye Rong, making the young man feel uneasy with regret; he whispered to Xue Yinhuan beside him, "Sister Xue, do you think I still have time to sneak away?"

The situation was terrifying.

One Zhao Guaban is enough to be a headache, now there’s also the uncle.

Xue Yan had mentioned before that his uncle was precocious and already the head of their family’s martial arts school at a young age, and among the Yun Family, no one can match Sixth Son in terms of skills.

He hadn’t paid much mind to it back then.

After all, coming from a General Mansion background, there was some innate arrogance.

Seeing him now, feels like observing several Mountain Kings gathering for a summit, each more understated yet with a grander aura.

Mountain King No. 1, Zhao Xi, eyed him, "Since you’re here, why not come over for a drink?"

Mountain King No. 2, Yun Huai, asked, "Who is this young man?"

Little King, Xue Yan, explained, "Third Brother is a young master of the Cloud General Mansion; he’s the third in line, I address him according to the ranking." He invited Ye Rong, "Come over quickly, Third Brother."

Ye Rong tried to appear enthusiastic, starting his introduction, "My name is Ye Rong, Ye as in Ye Rong, Rong as in Ye Rong. Pleasure to meet you all."

As soon as he spoke, Ye Rong felt strongly that Zhao Xi’s gaze on him was akin to looking at an idiot.

Xue Yan helped ease the awkward situation, "This is my uncle."

Yun Huai, amused by the delinquent youth, asked him to sit down and drink together.

Ye Rong obediently went over, lifting the wine jug, "Thirsty, uncle? Let me pour you some wine, uncle. If there’s anything you need, just say so, uncle."

Yun Huai, "..."

Zhao Xi, Xue Yan, Xue Yinhuan, Ye Ling, "..."