The Phoenix Reborn Book II

Chapter 52 Doubt from the Past

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Although long time no see, but Huang Miaoling sure it is Wang Chengliu. After hearing it for almost his entire life in the past, the voice had been embedded in his memory!

Huang Miaoling can't be wrong!

While he was sculpting himself in his sleeping position, Huang Miaoling could feel a gentle touch on his forehead. The strands of hair that had covered his forehead felt carefully removed by Wang Chengliu. It was hard for Huang Miaoling to refrain from shaking the man's hand.

‘What did he do!? Why is he here?!’ Various questions came to Huang Miaoling's mind. ‘What does this mean!?’ However, there is one question that is more striking than the others. ‘Why does he call me by that name?’

It was a shame for Huang Miaoling to admit this, but his heart now only received the call from a handful of people. If it is not her family and close relatives, then only her future husband may call her by that name.

Wang Chengliu is not on the list.

Huang Miaoling tried hard to be silent, he could not get up now. Before he knew the purpose Wang Chengliu had for him, he had to control himself. At least, until the man shows threatening signs.

“I really miss you.”

Huang Miaoling's ears were buzzing at Wang Chengliu's words. ‘Merindu ..?’

Huang Miaoling could hear Wang Chengliu's slightly choked breath, as if he was not in a fully conscious state. Faintly, the girl also smelled the smell of alcohol.

‘What is he ... drunk?’ The First Miss Huang's index finger moved slightly, impatient to avoid the man she thought was dangerous.

“Ling’er,” call Wang Chengliu. “Is your heart really not mine anymore?” the prince's question made Huang Miaoling confused. Then, the man snorted softly, even the Junzhu could imagine a mocking smile on his face. “No wonder, you must have hated me after everything I did.” Wang Chengliu's hand left Huang Miaoling's face, but the sound of clenching hands was clearly heard on the side of the girl's ears. “Give you to Liang Fenghong, I'm not willing.”

Huang Miaoling found it extremely difficult to maintain his calm expression. His facial muscles were screaming out loud, wanting to express all the mixed emotions within him.

Slowly, Huang Miaoling felt Wang Chengliu's breath approaching his face. His entire body stiffened, refraining from throwing fists at the man.

‘He couldn't dare!’ Huang Miaoling's hands clenched firmly.

When Huang Miaoling was sure that Wang Chengliu's face was so close to his, the girl's hand was ready to float. However, before the First Miss Huang acted, she realized the man had paused for a moment, making her do the same.

Without a cue, a small peck landed on Huang Miaoling's forehead.

In an instant, Huang Miaoling could hear Wang Chengliu's footsteps away from his bed. It seemed, the man had prepared to leave.

“In this life, you and I .. are on different sides.” Wang Chengliu's voice could be clearly heard by Huang Miaoling. “Goodbye, Empress Huang.” A gust of wind could be heard followed by the sound of the window closing again.

In that instant, Huang Miaoling opened his eyes. The girl quickly sat herself down and turned her head towards the window. He saw that Wang Chengliu's figure had disappeared from sight.

Huang Miaoling's heart was pounding. ‘She said ... what?’ The girl's forehead is wrinkled. ‘No, not possible!’ Huang Miaoling touched one side of his head. ‘Emperor ..?’

Huang Miaoling immediately got off the bed. With a shaky step, the girl ran towards the window that had been closed. He opened the window, only to find a strong gust of wind producing the deafening rustling sound of leaves.

Huang Miaoling quickly rubbed his forehead, rubbing where Wang Chengliu landed his kiss. The girl did it many times out loud, making her skin slightly flushed. For some reason, Huang Miaoling felt so dirty.

‘Agrease! Disgusting!’ huang Miaoling shouted in his heart. ‘What does that mean? What does it mean?!’ His expression depicted a rage, as much as sadness accompanied him. ‘You really ... Emperor? You really are him and you did all that?!’ inner Huang Miaoling. ‘Why?!’

Suddenly, Huang Miaoling felt his silent left hand feel wet. The girl lowered her gaze down and noticed a droplet of water landing right on the back of her hand.

Huang Miaoling's forehead wrinkled, then he touched his face. “What ... this?” He felt a stream of water on two sides of his face. ‘I ... crying ..?’

Subconsciously, Huang Miaoling immediately rubbed his eyes. But the tears did not stop. Instead, it was getting down even more.

‘Stop! Stop!’ huang Miaoling's Pinta. ‘What are you crying for, Stupid?!’ meaning while wearing an expression that is difficult to describe, a mixture of anger and despair. ‘No, I don't cry because of it!’

The memory that had been stored in the corner of Huang Miaoling's mind started to come out. A fragment of the picture when he devoted his whole heart to the figure of the husband in his past life sprung up. This made Huang Miaoling's chest feel tight.

The tenderness he never received, why should it be given in this life?

A soft voice floated in Huang Miaoling's mind, mentioning a name that now sounded unfamiliar, ‘A Cheng.’

Huang Miaoling immediately stood up, then he ran outside his room. His breath that felt claustrophobic was not helped by the fresh air that now surrounded him. On the contrary, the sad sight of the cloud-covered moon made his heart even more unsettled.

“Nona?”

At this moment, Huang Miaoling heard a voice. He looked to the side and saw a servant standing guard approaching him. The two bodyguards in front of his porch stairs also turned their heads in surprise.

“Are you okay?!” the servant cried when he realized that his master was crying.

Huang Miaoling was wide-eyed, he had forgotten about the existence of these people. Perhaps because of the habit of getting uninvited guests, Huang Miaoling really did not remember their presence.

Sang Mingwei Junzhu took a deep breath, then lowered her head. Quickly, he wiped away the tears on his face.

The next instant, Huang Miaoling raised his face. The expression attached to his face was a calm expression that was commonly shown. “I'm fine. Looks like, the wedding worries me a little,” her reply tries to debunk the weirdo.

The waiter smiled, thinking he understood his non-feeling. “You'll be fine, Miss.” He also added, “Young Master Liang loves you so much, you guys must be happy. Marry her, I'm sure you won't regret.”

For a moment, Huang Miaoling froze. ‘A Feng ...’ His mind that returned filled with doubt made his heart feel entangled.

While forcing himself to smile in return for the servant's words, Huang Miaoling nodded his head. He then walked back into his room.

Just as the door of his room closed again, Huang Miaoling's smile disappeared. Doubt was clearly on his face.

A feeling of fear began to stick in his heart. Huang Miaoling bit his lips firmly. ‘Sorry?’

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A/N: For those of you who read here, the author's oath is amazed by your masochist nature:")