NOVPUB72: Chapter 45 Shilang Yunsheng (Additional Update)_2
72: Chapter 45 Shilang Yunsheng (Additional Update)_2
Ran Shilang was the legitimate son of Ran Pingyu, named Yunsheng.
At about seventeen or eighteen years old, he had rosy lips and white teeth, a complexion like spring flowers and the moon, with a refreshed and bright appearance.
His elegance was startling, clear and spirited like the early orioles of spring.
Ran Yan was momentarily taken aback, as she hadn’t realized there was such a strikingly beautiful man beside her while he remained silent, with his head slightly lowered.
“Of course, I remember.
When I was little, Shilang often brought me fun things to play with,” Ran Yan murmured, lowering her head.
The moment Ran Yunsheng broke into a smile, revealing his pearly white teeth, he was so stunningly beautiful, he drew the envious gazes of the Zhou family’s offspring.
Ran Yunsheng quickened his pace and said to Ran Wen, “Uncle, I haven’t seen Ayan for two years and have missed her dearly.
How about I escort her back to the manor?”
People are always indulgent toward beautiful things.
Even though Ran Wen did not favor his half-brother and particularly disliked Ran Yunsheng’s overly effeminate and gorgeous appearance, he still couldn’t resist the charm of his slight smile.
Ran Wen, dazzled by Ran Yunsheng’s smile, lowered his gaze slightly and said, “Go ahead, be careful on the road.”
Ran Meiyu glared at Ran Yan viciously, wishing she could tear her limb from limb.
Women envy beauties, and even though Ran Yunsheng was their brother, it didn’t hinder their possessiveness.
But with Ran Wen in a foul mood at the moment, she didn’t dare to act out.
After conversing briefly with Ran Pingyu, Ran Yunsheng took Ran Yan to another carriage.
When the government official called for Shao Ming, the carriage began to move slowly.
“You must be tired, Ayan,” Ran Yunsheng said, noticing a faint weariness between Ran Yan’s brows, and he felt a twinge of pity.
He had been staying in Chang’an and only returned once every two or three years.
He was completely unaware of any illness befalling Ran Yan until his return, when he learned she had been sent to the manor to recuperate.
He knew there must be some trickery involved; their father knew, and he could guess a thing or two as well.
Ran Yan had a good impression of this gentle and beautiful elder brother, who had also been very kind to her in her memories.
She thus let a slight smile appear and said, “I’m alright.”
Seeing her smile, Ran Yunsheng’s heart eased a bit, “You always write so briefly in your letters, never mentioning your situation.
I thought you were resentful because I didn’t come to see you last year during the holidays.”
“Letters?” Ran Yan paused, “I haven’t received a single letter in the past two years.”
“What?” Shock then anger filled Ran Yunsheng’s beautiful face, “The Gao family has gone too far!”
Seeing his cheeks flush with rage, as brilliant as clouds at sunset, beautiful beyond measure, Ran Yan finally understood what it meant to call someone a beauty.
Each smile, each frown, every expression of joy or anger was a unique scene of beauty that one couldn’t look away from.
This was true beauty.
“Shilang, has anyone ever told you that you’re so beautiful it’s criminal?” Ran Yan said.
If she hadn’t included “Shilang,” it would’ve come off as sheer flirtation.
While Ran Yunsheng was initially furious, he burst out laughing upon hearing her say that.
Despite her seemingly jesting words, Ran Yan’s serious and earnest tone made her question even more comedic.
But in all honesty, Ran Yan wasn’t joking in the slightest; she truly believed that being so attractive, regardless of gender, was dangerous.
After laughing, Ran Yunsheng appeared somewhat helpless, “I know this appearance isn’t good, plenty of people say unpleasant things behind my back, but I don’t mind.
Ayan, you don’t despise my looks, do you?”
Who could really despise them?
Although Ran Yan wasn’t particularly fond of such features, she had to admit that all the posturing flower-boys would seem like nothing but dirt compared to him.
Ran Yunsheng was obviously unaware of his own striking beauty, which, ironically, made him somewhat self-conscious.
“I’ve heard people say that a man with feminine features is extremely blessed.
Isn’t Guanyin Bodhisattva an example of that?” Ran Yan never thought she would find herself comforting someone with divine figures.
Ran Yunsheng’s smile brightened his countenance, like a moon breaking through the dark night, radiating a compelling luminescence, thawing even Ran Yan’s usually expressionless face into a more animated look.
Throughout the journey, Ran Yunsheng told Ran Yan many interesting stories of Chang’an.
It was only then that she caught a glimpse of the grandeur of the Great Tang, a majestic era of China’s history that marked the beginning of a brilliant golden age, fostering countless heroes of a flourishing era.
The beauty of Hu Ji is like a flower; she rides with such elegance and flair.
Ran Yan really wanted to experience that for herself.
Ran Yunsheng brought Ran Yan to the villa, saying he would come to find her and go out to have fun together the next day, leaving the carriage behind.
He rode back to the city with a few government soldiers.
As she arrived at the courtyard entrance, Ran Yan immediately noticed the crowd within.
Wu Xiuhe was half-reclined under the corridor, squinting his eyes, while Sang Chen paced back and forth by the courtyard gate.
Mrs.
Xing was sitting in front of Wan Lu’s room, sewing by the light of a lantern, a maid was preparing medicine, and the rest were standing around in the yard.
Suddenly, Ran Yan remembered that the Gao family had sent over seven servants today.
“Wife!” Sang Chen was the first to see Ran Yan.
He rushed over and said, “Wife, are you alright?”
Although the question seemed redundant, his concern was genuine, so she didn’t take him to task, “I’m fine, how are your injuries?”
“Thanks to Divine Doctor Wu, they are much better now.” Sang Chen’s handsome face was adorned with a shy and bashful smile.
As he caught Mrs.
Xing approaching with a hostile expression, he quickly changed the subject, “I came to deliver ceramics for the wife.
Upon hearing that the wife went to the government office, I was worried and decided to wait until the wife returned.”
“Thank you for your concern.
How much did the ceramics cost in total?
Later, I’ll ask Mrs.
Xing to settle the bill with you.” Ran Yan pondered that such exquisite ceramics must be quite valuable.
It was fair to take advantage of Sang Chen’s labor as a trade, but she certainly couldn’t let him cover the expenses.
Sang Chen blinked, his face full of confusion, “I know a private kiln owner in town, and he didn’t ask for money.” He paused for a moment, humbly seeking advice, “Wife, do you know how much it costs to rent a high-quality kiln for one time?”
Mrs.
Xing gave him a look and interjected, “A high-quality kiln that’s one zhang in both length and width, roughly costs twenty silver taels for one day.”
Sang Chen’s face stiffened, and he stuttered, “I…
I will write more legal documents…”
One legal document for ten qian, and one silver tael equaled one thousand qian.
How many would he need to write to cover twenty taels?
And that’s not even accounting for those he’d give away as favors, like the time he only charged half a basket of radishes for Mrs.
Wang’s document.
“Since the wife is unharmed, I shall take my leave first.” Sang Chen quietly calculated, said a slow farewell to Ran Yan, then drifted away like a ghost toward the courtyard gate.
Wu Xiuhe also dropped a line and casually strolled back into the compound with his hands behind his back.
In the Great Tang, where she had no relatives or acquaintances, the concern of so many warmed Ran Yan’s heart. n𝚘𝚟𝚙𝚞𝚋.𝚌o𝚖
Looking at the maids in the courtyard, she felt more at ease, “Mrs.
Xing, assign them tasks.
Observe for a while, then select a few reliable ones to serve by my side.”
Ran Yan’s voice was loud and she did not deliberately avoid the new maids.
Dealing with so much, Ran Yan was a bit tired, so she quickly washed up and rested on the bed.
Perhaps because she met many old acquaintances today, her dreams stirred up many deep memories of the original owner of the body.
Everyone’s features were crystal clear, yet from beginning to end, only one girl named “Wan” had a blurred face, seemingly just over ten years old, with a clear voice trembling as she said to her, “Yan, it hurts so much…
Yan, it really hurts…”
Ran Yan held her hand, comforting her, “Wan, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid!”
As she spoke, Ran Yan’s hand suddenly grasped at nothing, and she was surrounded by water.
A gracefully shaped woman with her face covered by a plain veil floated in the water; her black hair spread out like seaweed.
Bright reddish-pink rosy silk gown bloomed like a translucent flower in the water, while around her rang the agonizing screams of despair and fury…
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