Madam Yan's Matchmaking Pavilion for Men

46 Incomprehensible, A Little Act

Luan Xin had no idea that the person they were talking about was right in the room next door. Thus he only laughed. "What? Are you being jealous? In that case, I'm very, very perturbed by the fact that Yu Huang Rong is going to marry soon. If I could do anything to stop this, then I would certainly do so."

Yu Huang Rong rubbed his temple. Alright, he could be happy that he knew this guy so well. This was obviously the tone Luan Xin had always used when making fun of someone. He wasn't serious about this. Thankfully. Otherwise ... He really wouldn't know what to do.

He didn't want to have to choose between the person he loved and his best friend. Although he hadn't said so the other day, he had obviously also missed this friend of his. Sure, in the heat of battle, the person he had thought of most often had been Zhang Shi Lan but that didn't mean that Luan Xin didn't have a place in his heart.

The two of them had grown up together, shared everything and even saved each other's lives several times. He had promised to become a General for the day when Luan Xin would ascend the throne, he had promised to guard his empire for him. That kind of person couldn't be forgotten that easily.

But ... he had never thought of him in any other way. Luan Xin had only ever been his best friend, one of their Chen country's princes, its crown prince even, and his future emperor. Now hearing that Luan Xin had had different thoughts about him ... He really didn't know what to make of that. How come he had never noticed?

Next door, She Ning gave a sigh. "Don't kid around. Aren't you friends?"

Luan Xin chuckled. "Sure we are. But that doesn't mean I can't hope for something more. Ah, to be like in previous years where we would spend every single day together, being trapped in my study reading all those boring books, going out to learn sword arts together and ride over the great plains, taking off our robes when we jumped butt-naked into the stream to cool ourselves down ... Ah, the good old days."

She Ning cracked his eyes open and looked at his so-called lover. "And here I thought I didn't have a reason to be jealous. Your imagination is quite good though."

Luan Xin laughed and the rustling of fabric sounded when he rolled to the side, snuggling up against She Ning's chest. "You never know. If he suddenly finds out what a good person I am and makes a move on me, I might reconsider this. So you better treat me very well so I won't get any ideas. Otherwise ..."

"Otherwise what?" She Ning's was voice lowered to a dark grumbling. It was hard to say whether he was displeased or giving up.

Luan Xin paused before he gave a sigh. "Aiya, don't be like this. I didn't mean it like that. Didn't we already talk about this? That matter with Yu Huang Rong is long past. There's no reason to think about it any longer. It's just you now."

She Ning didn't answer.

Luan Xin sighed again. "You and a harem of twenty women. But you're the most important."

She Ning gave a low murmur but didn't say anything else. It seemed that the subject was finished for him.

Outside of the room, Yu Huang Rong furrowed his brows. Now that the first shock had worn off, it was obvious that something wasn't quite right with the situation. Even though he had kept quiet, that She Ning should have been able to notice that he was here. Even if he didn't notice him at the beginning, he obviously hadn't been tired enough after the deed to rest his senses to the point where he wouldn't have heard him rush to the door.

So ... Why would he bring this matter up and say these things even if he knew that the person they were talking about was next door? Could it be that he had wanted him to hear?