When Feng Tianlan saw how Zhang Tiancheng was totally overreacting, she started to explain, “I was only giving an example.”
“Don’t say that even as an example!” Zhang Tiancheng only had to think about Si Mobai’s cold glare to be scared out of his wits. If they were to engage in a fight, he would have no chance of survival.
Feng Tianlan couldn’t help but laugh as she continued walking forward. She paid no attention to Luo Yunzhu’s poor logic.
“Tianlan, you can’t just give an example like that. How can Zhang Tiancheng compare with the Wargod? They are not on the same level.” Luo Yunzhu quickly followed behind, determined to convince Feng Tianlan. She said, “You have to face the true feelings in your heart. Do not run away from this, or you will regret it.”
“Tianlan, you do like His Highness? Don’t lie to your…” Her sentence was never completed.
*Xuantian Continent*
At the elegant Shen family compound, all of the plants, blossoms, and animals in the courtyard were at the Spirit Grass level. Even the janitors had the spiritual capabilities of Spirit Kings. Other families could not match up to such wealth.
In a pavilion above the waters, a lady in a white dress rested on the chaise longue, looking like a fairy out of a painting. Her slim figure was like a willow branch that bent in the gentle wind. She exuded endless charm, and her maids were fanning her.
A maid with a squarish face walked in and informed the lady with a curtsy, “Miss, the Crown Prince has returned and is coming our way. He is estimated to reach here in half an hour, and he looks a little anxious.”
The lady opened her pretty eyes, displaying unsurpassed beauty. The glimmer of joy in her eyes made her look even more innocent. One couldn’t help but fall for her charms. However, immediately after, this innocence was overshadowed by a tinge of darkness.
“All of you can go back.” Her voice was like water. It was clear and pleasing to the ear.
The maid retreated, only leaving the square-faced maid serving by her side.
As expected, in less than half an hour, a swift wind swept by. In the blink of an eye, a shadow descended from the sky. Little Qing remained in the air as Xi Jin hopped off its back and walked into the pavilion.
“Brother Jin.” The lady sat up from the chaise longue with a pale look. As her feet touched the ground, her legs weakened, and her body fell forward.
Xi Jin swiftly moved, extending his hand to hold her waist. He helped her sit down and gently scolded her, “Your body is weak. You don’t have to get up.”
He had just returned from Guiyuan Continent. He couldn’t wait to ask Ya’er if Tu Xiupei was Dai’er.
“How was it? Did you find my sister?” Shen Yunya grabbed Xi Jin’s hand. She looked anxious as if this matter was more urgent and essential than her life.
Seeing that she had slimmed down and her face was as pale as paper, Xi Jin felt very guilty. To find where Dai’er had been reborn, Ya’er had sacrificed her blood to the crystal ball, which foretold the future. She had almost died from blood loss. However, she had never told Xi Jin that, and he would not have known if a maid hadn’t accidentally mentioned it.
While he’d been away searching, Ya’er was even more anxious than he was. The days must have been challenging for her.
“I don’t know if she is Dai’er. She no longer remembers me.” Xi Jin guiltily glanced at Shen Yunya’s pale and mildly sunken face. What happened next, he could no longer say.
Ya’er had already contributed enough to the rebirth of Dai’er’s soul and was still recuperating. He couldn’t bear to ask her to reconfirm whether Tu Xiupei was indeed Dai’er! On the other hand, he would regret it forever if he missed his opportunity.
A glimmer of darkness flashed in Shen Yunya’s eyes. She then appeared elated and took Xi Jin’s hand as she stood up and said, “Have you really found my sister? Is it really her? I want to bring her home. It’s alright if she doesn’t remember now. She will when she returns. This is her home, after all.”
“Ya’er, please calm down. Don’t be anxious. We are not sure if she is really Dai’er.” Seeing how Shen Yunya was so weak that she was going to fall again, Xi Jin only felt more guilt in his heart.
