Chapter 210: Lang Yan Unparalleled

"Who dares to touch her? Try me." The voice was low and magnetic, like a subwoofer, incredibly pleasant, exuding a strong hormonal aura. The tone was calm, radiating incomparable confidence and dominance.

Who?

Everyone's gaze flickered, turning toward the source of the voice.

A figure descended from the sky.

A demonic god's body, an emperor's aura.

A face chiseled like a blade, a temperament of peerless elegance.

Not the National Master, then who could it be?

How could those guards still dare to move Ye Qingran? They were already completely intimidated by the National Master's overwhelming aura. Even Gu Huanghou, who a moment ago was supremely confident, now had a strained expression and dared not draw a breath.

Amid countless frozen gazes, the National Master furrowed his brows, staring intently at the figure.

Those star-like eyes, like a night sky, reflected only one person.

He strode toward her, and while Ye Qingran stared in shock, he hoisted her sideways in a bear hug.

Sss—

A gasp rose from the crowd.

Uh…

Only when her cheek pressed against the National Master's solid chest, and her nostrils were enveloped by his distinctive aura, did Ye Qingran come to her senses.

She was lifted in a princess hold by the National Master!

"Put me down!"

Ye Qingran kept struggling.

The National Master's reaction to her rubbing made him even more displeased.

"Move again and I'll deal with you!"

Ye Qingran instantly became timid.

She believed the National Master was capable of such a thing.

The National Master lowered his gaze, staring at Ye Qingran's face; seeing her flushed cheeks and a few extra touches of coquettish charm, his eyes darkened.

Is this woman a fairy?

How can she be so alluring?

Damn, she just appeared before all these people looking exactly like this?

Gu Huanghou snapped back to her senses after a while.

"National Master, Ye Qingran trespassed into the Crown Prince Residence, attempting to seduce the Crown Prince. I was about to bind her by law..." Facing the National Master's overwhelming aura, even the world‑renowned Gu Huanghou felt little confidence.

"Seduce the Crown Prince?"

The National Master's gaze flicked toward Dongfang Qingxuan behind Gu Huanghou. The look was especially contemptuous, as if, in his eyes, the Crown Prince was no different from trash!

"Do you think Ye Qingran would choose him between the National Master and Dongfang Qingxuan?"

The National Master asked with particular disdain, then, looking at Ye Qingran, added, "Ye Qingran, are you blind?"

Uh…

Ye Qingran narrowed her eyes.

Of course she's not blind!

But she didn't want to answer the question.

"Answer me, or I'll deal with you!"

Damn it!

Ye Qingran clenched her teeth; under the lewd authority, she had to obey.

"Not blind, of course not blind!"

"Then who would you choose?"

Seeing the National Master's mischievous demeanor, Ye Qingran couldn't help but reach out to pinch his waist, but not only was he lean, his flesh was as hard as iron, and she failed to get a grip!

"Of course I'd choose you!"

The remark clearly pleased the National Master; the corner of his mouth curled, showing his delight.

…

Xia Zhimeng grasped the National Master's meaning and immediately laughed, "Hahaha, indeed, the National Master is peerlessly handsome, Lang Yan Unparalleled, anyone with sharp eyes knows who to choose, right?"

Ling Shaoyang curled his lips with a wicked grin, saying unrelentingly, "If I were a woman, I'd choose the National Master!"

……

Gu Huanghou clenched her teeth, "But Ye Qingran's unauthorized intrusion into the Crown Prince Residence and seduction of His Majesty is an undisputed fact!"

Ye Huanhuan also stepped forward to agree, "What if sister is after the Crown Prince's status? After all, the Crown Prince is the heir, the future emperor."

"Hah, you think everyone is as shallow as you?"

Xia Zhimeng sneered.

"Who knows if Ye Qingran is that kind of person?"

"If she were that kind of person, she wouldn't have publicly harassed the Crown Prince! Otherwise, where would you, Ye Huanhuan, have a chance?"

…

Ye Qingran, stiff from being held by the National Master, struggled again and realized his arms might be forged from Mystic Iron, for they were that hard.

"Put me down!" Ye Qingran had never been held by a man like this; it was terribly uncomfortable.

Especially since she could hear his strong, powerful heartbeat, her own pulse seemed affected, her mind a tangled mess.

"Your whole body is so limp; are you sure you can stand?"

Ye Qingran snapped irritably, "I can stand!" Indeed she had been poisoned by Qing Xuan's toxin, but deliberately. After all, with her status as Medicine King Gu Gu Master, how could she be easily poisoned?

Her physique is special; she can use poison to temper her body, and thereafter, upon encountering similar poison, she will have no reaction at all.

The National Master saw her insistence and, not wishing to go against her will, set her down.

"However, you must stand leaning on me!" he said domineeringly in her ear.

Ye Qingran could only nod in agreement.

Ye Qingran, her feet touching the ground, let out a sigh of relief.

"Consort Gu, you just said I trespassed into the Crown Prince's residence and seduced the Crown Prince? Then please explain how I came to drink the Crown Prince's spilled wine, be poisoned, and yet—"

"Poisoned?" Consort Gu raised her eyebrows, unconvinced, and said, "Who knows if you did it on purpose?"

Dongfang Xuan continued Consort Gu's words: "This medicine, it's also possible you gave it to yourself, trying to scheme against your imperial brother!"

Zhao Shi, her face bruised and swollen from the beating, could hardly speak; she tugged at Mu Qingrou's sleeve, and Mu Qingrou immediately said: "Exactly, I've heard there's a poison used as an aphrodisiac, Ye Qingran—doesn't this perfectly prove you wanted to seduce the Crown Prince?"

Ye Qingran ignored them and turned her gaze to Dongfang Qingxuan.

"Crown Prince, if I'm not mistaken, the poison you gave me is a specialty of the Lin family, right?!"

As his words fell, a dark glint flashed in Dongfang Qingxuan's eyes; he seemed quite shocked, but he concealed it well.

However, one of the young masters invited by Dongfang Qingxuan changed color, his reaction far more intense than Dongfang Qingxuan's.

Seeing this, Ye Qingran's resolve grew firmer.

"Ye Qingran, what poison? What Lin family specialty? I don't know what you're talking about!" Dongfang Qingxuan flatly denied. Ye Qingran didn't care; instead, she looked at the young man wearing a dark brocade robe.

"Young Master Lin, what do you say?"

Lin Xing's back stiffened, his gaze darting away: "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Ye Qingran, still trying to make excuses! Is it so hard to admit you seduced the Crown Prince's older brother? To dare act but not own up—you fall far short of your mother, General Yun!"

……

Ye Huanhuan now wore a sorrowful face: "Sister, I know you still have lingering feelings for Qing Xuan's older brother, but didn't you already cut ties with him on Xuanwu Street? Why keep clinging? Besides, my wedding to Qing Xuan's older brother is imminent—can't you, for the sake of our sisterhood, bless us?"

These words painted Ye Qingran as a wicked sister who steals her sister's lover!

"Exactly, stealing a sister's lover is truly despicable!"

"Ye Qingran, please do more good deeds!"

"Exactly, isn't accumulating hidden virtue nice?"

……

"This old man comes uninvited; I hope the Crown Prince will not take offense."

A booming voice came from outside the back garden.

As the words fell, Ling Zhengrong strode in laughing heartily from outside the moon gate, startling everyone.

How did this elderly prince, who usually lives in seclusion, come here?

Never mind others—even his grandson, Ling Shaoyang, was completely bewildered.

Ling Zhengrong did not come alone; behind him followed a person—a white-haired old man about fifty or sixty years old. Everyone was unfamiliar with him, and only one person gasped in shock upon seeing him.