Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Daughter in law

This was his fall-back plan but the Divine Emperor had other plans. The old god wanted to settle this matter once and for all and let his son forget about this little demon. As Xiang Yu whispered, "I will find you, just let me go for now," he felt a strange sensation. His heart raced as he sensed something was wrong. He instantly knew what was happening. That vengeful old man was removing his disguise right in front of Han Xin.

He mentally scolded the Divine Emperor before turning to jump. Unwilling to let her go, Han Xin grabbed her wrist, pulling her back forcefully but his body froze as he watched Yu Yu’s face change before his eyes. Before he could react, Xiang Yu wrenched his hand free and leapt.

Han Xin lunged, trying to catch him, but he only managed to grasp the fabric of his cloak. "Yu Yu!" he yelled, his voice bouncing off the wall. He watched, heart in his throat, as the man landed on the cart below. Relief washed over him, but his eyes widened in shock at the sight of Yu Yu’s transformed face.

His entire body grew numb, his breathing heavy, his eyes red with emotion. He watched as he and another man ran towards the Zhen army, his mind reeling from the revelation. He stood there, his aura cold and oppressive, like a storm about to break. His fists clenched, body trembling slightly with barely contained rage.

Han Zhan, who had heard of his cousin’s reckless actions despite his warnings, hurried over. But as he approached, he felt the suffocating intensity of Han Xin’s presence and hesitated.

"Ah-Xin!" Han Zhan called out several times, but he was lost in a dark space, unreachable. Desperate, Han Zhan placed a hand on his shoulder, only to have his wrist twisted painfully. He cried out, "It’s me. It’s me, cousin."

Han Xin’s grip loosened, and he blinked, returning to himself, though his mood remained dark and stormy. "You let her go?" Han Zhan said, referring to the imposter, but Han Xin cut him off sharply.

"Get me the defector from Zhen country. I want him to draw the crown prince of Zhen," he ordered, his voice cold and commanding.

Han Zhan was confused but nodded. "Okay, but Princess Xiu might pay you a visit since she escaped. We have to come up with a reasonable excuse."

Han Xin understood the gravity of his actions but that was the least of his worries right now. Without a word, he turned and walked away, choosing neither carriage nor horse. His steps were heavy with thought as he made his way back to his ancestral home.

He stood outside the gate for a long moment, staring at the placard bearing his family name, lost in thought. A man? How could his Yu Yu be a man and a familiar face at that. It was the same man who appeared in his spring dream. How was this possible?

The gate creaked open, and the elder servant, who managed the household affairs, stepped out. Startled to see the general, he bowed deeply, excitement in his voice. "General Han, welcome home. Madam just sent me to find you and tell you to come home. She will be very happy to see you."

The servant glanced around, expecting someone else. He had heard the madam mention that the General had a woman he was interested in, but Han Xin had clearly come alone. Maybe she was too shy and not yet prepared to meet the Madam.

Unaware of his thoughts, Han Xin nodded silently and stepped through the gate. Ten minutes later he was sitting with his mother in the garden, the delicate aroma of jasmine tea mingling with the scent of blooming flowers.

The tranquillity of the scene was at odds with the turmoil inside of him. His mother, ever perceptive, noticed his troubled expression. "My son hasn’t seen me for a year, and this is the face he shows me?" she remarked her tone a mix of concern and gentle reproach.

Han Xin, too traumatised to speak, stared at the pair of mandarin ducks gliding gracefully across the pond. He had never fallen in love before, and now that he had, it was with a man who might be his enemy. The irony of his situation gnawed at him. What kind of shitty luck did he have?

His mother’s voice broke through his thoughts saying, "I heard you found a woman you like. Why didn’t you bring her with you for your mother to take a look?"

Han Xin rubbed his forehead, feeling a tearing ache in his chest again. "I can’t bring her now. It’s complicated."