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Xiajun Yanli waved to An Yexuan and said, “Come with me to my study!”

Once they were inside the study, An Yexuan spoke to Xiajun Yanli. The latter understood what he was trying to say, but he merely smiled calmly and said, “I understand now. You didn't intend for this to happen, so I won't take it to heart. I've said before that I won't care and interfere with what happens in the capital. Otherwise, I wouldn't move here.”

An Yexuan nodded. He respected the man before his eyes. He was in his thirties but still looked elegant, radiating matured grace and a dependable aura. n.o.body else possessed the same air as he did.

“Thank you, Majesty Huang, for your mercy and understanding.”

After exchanging ceremonies, An Yexuan excused himself and left.

Before he left, Xiajun Yanli suddenly asked, “Do you really… dislike Yun Bixue?” Xiajun Yanli specially chose a word that sounded more pleasing to the ears, but deep down, he had wanted to ask if An Yexuan despised her.

An Yexuan's body froze at the unexpected question. He didn't imagine that Majesty Huang would ask him that. Pursing his thin lips, the look in his eyes changed as he said slowly, “Majesty Huang, we have some personal grudges against each other. I don't dislike her, but I want to avenge someone.”

Xiajun Yanli's eyes glinted as he asked, “That someone… Do you love her?”

“Yes!”

“Is she still alive?”

“Yes!”

“Okay, you may leave.”

Just after An Yexuan took a few steps, Xiajun Yanli asked again, “An Yexuan, do you know what will happen if you regret your decision one day?”

An Yexuan stopped in his tracks, and his body shuddered. He answered, “Thank you, Majesty Huang, for your reminder, but I won't regret this.”

“I hope that after a long time, you'll remain as resolute and determined as you are now.”

After An Yexuan exited the door, Xiajun Yanli stood up and watched the sky. He sighed and remarked, “There's no way to undo regrets in life.”

A middle-aged man, who was watching by the side, persuaded, “Your Majesty, it has never been your fault. It's all because of your status.”

“Uncle, if it's possible, I really wish that I was an ordinary man without such a status.”

“I understand, Your Majesty.”

After a while, Xiajun Yanli said slowly, “Yun Bixue isn't like how An Yexuan described her to be. The only thing that can make one lose control is either love or hatred, and both come from a close relations.h.i.+p with another person. I just hope that he can sort out his feelings.”

The middle-aged man pondered before answering, “Your Majesty, Yun Bixue is the daughter of the Yun family from Ning An City. She's also the matron of the Yun family now and Young Master Xie's wife.”

“Oh? She's indeed extraordinary!”

“Yes, she's very unique.” The middle-aged man was also hinting at another person through his words—His Majesty's wife.

At that moment, a young boy ran over and tugged at Xiajun Yanli's pants. He whined, “Father, I'm hungry. I want to eat.”

“Okay, I'll go make some food for you.”

As An Yexuan rode on his car home, he was constantly in a daze. He kept thinking that Majesty Huang was implying something else. Why would Majesty Huang say that he'll regret his decision? He didn't think that he did anything that he might possibly regret.

At the same time, he was reminded of Su Lenghan's words, and his heart turned cold.

To get rid of those thoughts messing up his head, An Yexuan shook his head harshly. Ordering his subordinates to turn the car around, he went to a bar for a drink.

This was the first time he let himself go and got drunk.