Zhanxin Jia cares a lot.
She was very curious about what Master Shen wanted to say to her on the hilltop.
She cared so much that even in her dreams, she saw that gentle breeze that lingered around her brows and eyes as his fingertips trembled.
"Ah paper."
At that time, his expression was so gentle, and even the tone of his voice when he called her name was as light as a thin mist breathed from his mouth.
We proceeded with utmost care, fearing only that the danger would be shattered or that the danger would vanish.
Her heart was pounding faster than the wind whistling across the hills. She didn't want to blink, gazing intently at his hair swaying in the wind, at his loving eyes, and at his hand reaching out to her cheek.
Zhan Xin thought to herself, if she had grasped his hand in time, would she have been able to hear what he wanted to say?
I woke up from the dream, feeling a deep sense of loss.
Zhan Xinjia opened her eyes and stared blankly at the classic, unfamiliar ceiling.
Her fingers twitched slightly, only to find them firmly grasped by another pair of soft, delicate hands. Zhan Xinjia was stunned; she then realized that there was another young girl lying in bed beside her on the couch.
Yan Xiyue, still half asleep, rubbed her eyes and sat up, the blanket slipping down her shoulders.
Before she even opened her eyes, her palm was already pressed against Zhan Xinjia's forehead.
Barely opening one eye, Yan Xiyue dazedly touched her forehead and mumbled something.
"Hmm...it seems about the same temperature, so it shouldn't be too hot anymore."
Seeing Zhan Xinjia staring blankly at her, Yan Xiyue smiled and playfully wrapped her arms around Zhan Xinjia's neck, snuggling up to her and cuddling with her affectionately.
"Great! My little sister is getting better!!"
According to Yan Xiyue, she collapsed because she had been traveling and working hard, and had been sick and injured several times without getting enough rest. As a result, her spirit was exhausted and she finally collapsed.
She slept for almost three days during that dream.
Zhan Xinjia didn't feel anything, but her legs were still very painful.
However, the previous feeling of weakness and fatigue in my limbs had finally dissipated, and even my mind was much clearer.
With her mind wandering to all sorts of random thoughts, including the dream she had just had, Zhan Xinjia suddenly heard a faint sobbing sound beside her ear. She turned her head in suspicion and saw that Yan Xiyue, who had been perfectly fine just moments before, was now sitting on the edge of the bed, inexplicably wiping away tears.
Yan Xiyue cried as she continued to lodge her accusations.
"Waaaaah, it's all that Shen Suqing's fault! Even if you like him, you can't let yourself get hurt!"
Back in Beijing, my brother and I took such good care of you. Even when you were begging, we were willing to hold our bowls and squat with you on the street, afraid you'd feel inferior or wronged... Why did he have to do this... *sobs*
No, I don't want to see you with him again, I'm going to hate him! Damn it, I'm going to get Father Emperor to arrest him and put him in jail!
Zhan Xinjia wanted to laugh, but her heart softened terribly.
She sat up, using the soft pillows as a cushion, and wiped away the tears on Yan Xiyue's cheeks haphazardly with her fingers.
"Alright, alright, Princess Big Red Butterfly Flower, beautiful and delicate Ice Crystal Tear, stop dropping your little pearls here, okay? I'll find a box to collect them all and send them to your Master Fu later."
"My dear sister, you idiot!! I'm feeling sorry for you, and you're making fun of me and hurting me! Are you even human?"
Yan Xiyue immediately wiped away her tears, her face flushed with anger, and was about to punch Zhan Xinjia.
"I'm half a month older than you! How can you have no basic respect for your older sister?"
Zhan Xinjia turned her head away and sighed.
There's no such thing as a stupid older sister like Yan Xiyue in the world.
Yan Xiyue didn't make a fuss for long. She carefully tucked the blanket around the little girl on the bed and gave her earnest instructions.
"You're too tired, you need to lie down for a while longer. I'll bring you something delicious tonight, sweetie, get some rest, okay?"
As she spoke, Yan Xiyue even touched Zhan Xinjia's bangs in a very professional manner, trying her best to appear as a reliable older sister.
Yan Xiyue waited until Zhan Xinjia closed his eyes again before leaving the room.
Hearing the door creak shut, Zhan Xinjia opened her eyes.
Where is this?
How could Yan Huishi and Yan Xiyue have left the capital and gone so far away?
Were Sister Cui and the others rescued?
How is the situation in Lanjiang and Yaozhou City?
Most importantly... where is Lord Shen?
Theoretically, he should be the first to rush to see her when she wakes up. At least recently, whenever she's been sick or in a coma, it's always Master Shen who silently stays by her bedside.
But now the room was empty, which added a touch of coldness and made her feel uneasy, or rather, uncomfortable.
After putting on the coat hanging on the rack, Zhan Xinjia quietly walked to the door and pushed it open.
It seemed like it had rained not long ago; the ground paved with bluestone bricks was covered with puddles of all sizes. The breeze was damp, and the air was filled with the scent of rain mixed with a faint fragrance of unknown flowers.
The sky was clear and blue, but the rain clouds had not completely dissipated, so the gray haze made the light appear slightly gloomy.
Standing in this unfamiliar yet elegant courtyard, Zhan Xinjia felt somewhat lost.
Seeing a glimpse of a pink skirt flitting past behind the corridor, Zhan Xinjia quietly followed.
As the corridor turned a corner, behind the wall stood Yan Huishi and Yan Xiyue.
Yan Xiyue sighed in disappointment.
"Brother, you should have said you liked Meibao earlier!"
I just don't understand what you were pretending for the past ten years or so. I'm really fed up. I don't know what you were saying all day long in front of Mei Bao, are you sick?! Your laughter is making me feel so...
After being scolded by Yan Xiyue, Yan Huishi's face stiffened. He couldn't hold back his pride and immediately put on a mask of pain.
How would I know!
My mother had clearly said that I was the most handsome, powerful, and influential little prince in the world. She also said that when my little sister grew up, she would be unable to resist seducing him, just like her mother had seduced my father. So my mother told me to act reserved and just wait patiently...
I waited and waited, and for so many years I shamelessly bought her delicious food, picked her up and dropped her off at school, took her out to play, and cleaned up her messes every day, letting her bully me...
Then one day she suddenly called me a big idiot, and said she had megalophobia and was allergic to big idiots, and told me to stay away from her.
My Dao heart shattered instantly!
No, what went wrong? I cracked too!!
At this point, Yan Hui gave a bitter laugh and covered his face in despair, "How wonderful! I am unworthy to have won Miss Zhan's favor... I shall retreat, and this retreat will last a lifetime..."
Hiding behind the wall, Zhan Xinjia was shocked that her brotherhood with Yan Huishi had deteriorated, and her eyes twitched involuntarily.
No, your family has some stereotypes about me and my mother!
Who would randomly try to seduce you?
On the other side of the wall, Yan Xiyue was already leaning against the wall, laughing idly as if she were living a carefree life in the martial world.
"Serves you right for pretending! Now you've made people leave, haven't you? My little sister's heart is completely set on Little Shen now~~~"
After saying that, Yan Xiyue raised her sleeve and wiped her eyes, whether from laughing and crying or from remembering something, it was hard to tell.
"Anyway, I don't care if it's you or some other Mr. Shen by her side. As long as my little sister is happy, I don't care what I do. If she's not happy, her brother will be very sad if he finds out. Just thinking about it breaks my heart."
elder brother?
Zhan Xinjia frowned in confusion.
She had a feeling that the brother Yan Xiyue was referring to wasn't Yan Huishi, but the current emperor and empress only had this one child, and Yan Xiyue didn't have any other brothers...
Her thoughts became jumbled, and just as Zhan Xinjia was about to continue listening, she suddenly heard the footsteps of guards not far away.
"Your Highnesses, Lord Shen requests an audience."
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