Miss Truth
Chapter 251 - 158 Even Without a Title

Chapter 251: Chapter 158 Even Without a Title

"Wife Ran!" Huan Kong cried out and pounced towards Ran Yan.

Ran Yan only saw a smooth, bald forehead rushing towards her and it struck her forearm with an excruciating pain, yet she bit down on her teeth and did not cry out in pain.

After a moment, Ran Yan raised her hand and gently patted Huan Kong’s bare head, softening her voice, "Don’t cry anymore."

Huan Kong sniffled for a while but really did stop crying.

Wan Lu looked at Huan Kong with surprise, "How come you’re here?"

"Wan Lu," Huan Kong was also very happy, his long eyelashes dampened by tears, became two uneven little fans, his large, watery eyes with reddened eyelids, especially endearing under the sunlight. "The Temple Master asked Inspector Liu to send me to Chang’an to find my grandmaster, and I just happened to meet Mr. Sang; Inspector Liu asked Mr. Sang to take me along."

"Just the two of you?" Ran Yan frowned, this Liu Pinrang was really unreliable, Sang Chen was the kind of person who could get lost walking half a mile, yet he actually felt comfortable entrusting Huan Kong to him!

"Mhm," Huan Kong nodded.

Ran Yan looked at the somewhat emaciated Sang Chen and nodded slightly as a greeting; it was truly not easy for him to have brought Huan Kong safely here.

After Ran Yunsheng had made all the arrangements, and seeing that Ran Yan had not yet boarded the carriage, he came over to check and, seeing Sang Chen, he was stunned for a moment, and in disbelief, said, "Mr. Sui Yuan!"

Sang Chen’s grip on his bundle loosened slightly and a smile blossomed on his face, "It has been a long time, is Ran Shilang doing well recently?"

Ran Yunsheng also smiled brightly, "Doing well, how come Mr. Sang is in this place?"

Both men were charming and handsome, one pure and bright, the other warm and gentle; although Sang Chen’s appearance could not compete with Ran Yunsheng’s eye-catching charm, he was not overshadowed by it.

When Ran Yunsheng brought up the subject, Sang Chen looked indignant, "I was kidnapped back to Chang’an, but escaped on the way and returned to Suzhou... I didn’t expect my wife had gone to Chang’an, so I followed afterwards. Just now, the boatman said he couldn’t enter Luoyang City, so I took the young master Huan Kong ashore here."

Sang Chen had planned to rest for a night in the inn before finding a coach to Luoyang City tomorrow, as usually only caravans bound for Chang’an could be found inside the city.

No matter how it was said, it was very likely for Sang Chen to become Ran Yan’s husband, and even though Ran Yunsheng knew that Ran Yan had no romantic feelings for Sang Chen, he couldn’t just ignore the situation. So, he discussed it with Ran Pingyu and decided to let him and the shopkeeper proceed with the goods, while he left some guards and property behind to follow Sang Chen after he had rested for a night.

Ran Yan also stayed behind.

"Mr. Sui Yuan, why must you stay in this particular inn?" Ran Yunsheng asked in puzzlement.

Sang Chen’s reply was quite straightforward, "I tend to get lost when I enter the neighborhood, staying by the entrance of the market is safer."

In the Tang Dynasty, the architecture of the markets was very orderly, with many places looking similar, so it was no surprise that someone unfamiliar with the area could get lost.

Only then did Ran Yan understand; no wonder Sang Chen could get lost within a few hundred meters in the market, yet manage to travel alone from Zhou Family Village in South City to Yuncong Temple in the west of the city.

After Ran Yunsheng had made all the arrangements, he found another inn for their accommodation, intending for Huan Kong and Sang Chen to rest for the night before setting off the next morning.

Ran Yan watched Liu Qingsong’s carriage slowly leave with the Ran family caravan, a slight curve appeared on her lips; she felt unusually pleased for some reason, wondering what Liu Qingsong’s face would look like when he woke up to find that she was still in town.

"Wife," said Sang Chen, approaching her, his fair face slightly red.

Ran Yan observed his exhausted appearance but did not keep him at a distance, she nodded faintly and gave a courteous gesture, "Mr. Sang, you must be weary from the journey, please rest early."

After her previous refusal, Ran Yan didn’t feel much awkwardness; if Sang Chen could let go, being friends was not out of the question...

Ran Yan hadn’t finished her thoughts when Sang Chen spoke softly, "Before our last encounter at Yuncong Temple, I’ve come to understand the words my wife said."

"Is that so? It’s best that you’ve come to understand," Ran Yan smiled faintly, feeling much relieved; she had always felt guilty about rejecting him.

"My wife said Master Huai Yin was handsome... meaning I’m not handsome enough. I’ve been tossing and turning over this for a month, and I feel I probably can’t become any more handsome; because Master Huai Jing said that I’ve already far surpassed my father’s looks when he was young..." Sang Chen stammered.

Ran Yan looked at him, took a deep breath, and calmly asked, "What exactly are you trying to say, Mr. Sang?"

Sang Chen’s face turned red, his hands tightened around his bundle, "I’m not handsome enough to be my wife’s husband, but even without that status, it’s fine."