Madam Yan's Matchmaking Pavilion for Men

69 Resentful, No Other Man

Zhang Shi Lan couldn't help but become nervous when he heard what the servant said. He nodded but still glanced at Yu Huang Rong while he got up, shooting him a worried glance. Who could fault him? The person that wanted to see him was their Chen country's emperor. Even though he knew that this person was Yu Huang Rong's best friend, it still made his heart beat faster in fear. Ah, he really wasn't made for a life at court. Thankfully, the Academy had invited him.

Yu Huang Rong gave a small smile in return. It seemed that his lover wouldn't get around seeing Zhang Shi Lan. Well, he should've expected that. Considering the way his friend had looked over before, he was obviously too curious to let matters rest. Well, he wouldn't make any trouble with Zhang Shi Lan. At most, he'd make some comments to get back at him for not telling him about his crush sooner.

Zhang Shi Lan calmed down when he saw Yu Huang Rong's relaxed expression. It seemed that there really was no reason to worry. This might even have been agreed upon beforehand and Yu Huang Rong just hadn't had any time to tell him. He shouldn't think too much. Thus he followed the servant in a much calmer mood, not thinking about it any further.

When he was out of sight, Yu Huang Rong suddenly jolted. Fuck! If Zhang Shi Lan went to see Luan Xin while he was trapped here at the banquet, then how was he supposed to make sure that Luan Xin would really keep his promise from yesterday and not tell Zhang Shi Lan that he had called things off?! If he didn't ...

Yu Huang Rong stared off into the air and finally just sighed. He should've known that this might happen. Luan Xin had always done what he thought was best. It seemed that there was nothing he could do now. Anyway, with their positions right now, he wasn't able to do anything. He could at most chew Luan Xin out for it later on and hope for the time being that he would've seen his point and not say anything. Well, considering what had happened on the way here, he doubted it.

Yu Huang Rong sighed to himself. He couldn't change it. And if worst came to worst ... Zhang Shi Lan should forgive him, right?

He bit his lip, trying not to worry but he felt queasy. Luan Xin hadn't been wrong about him taking the decision from Zhang Shi Lan after all and with how Zhang Shi Lan had insisted before that he did not want to be treated like a woman ... Ah, yes, he had fucked up.

Yu Huang Rong brushed through his hair, feeling vexed. Why had he thought that this was a good idea? He should have gone and talked to Zhang Shi Lan first. Now, it was too late.

He turned to the direction Zhang Shi Lan had left in, anxiously waiting for his return. He just wanted to take a look at his face to see how angry he was or if maybe ... maybe he was lucky and Zhang Shi Lan would understand.

Meanwhile, Zhang Shi Lan had been brought to the emperor's tent. The tranquility that had just engulfed him cracked and he walked up the step with slightly trembling hands. Ah, he couldn't kid himself. This person was the emperor.

The servant announced him and then he was already inside the tent and the flap closed behind him.

Zhang Shi Lan tensed up, his muscles stretching so taut that even the trembling in his hands vanished. He could only look at the person that was sitting on the other side of the tent, looking at him with what might even be described as a lazy gaze.

Zhang Shi Lan lowered his head, walked further into the head and then dropped to the ground to kneel. "This subject is greeting Your Majesty."

Luan Xin stared at the person on the ground, still feeling slightly resentful. He just couldn't understand what was so special about him to the point where Yu Huang Rong would fall in love so much that he was willing to go through all this trouble just to marry him. He knew that this was just his jealousy speaking though and that it had no reason to raise its ugly head. He already was in a happy relationship and Yu Huang Rong was nothing but a past crush.