She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 97: Hmm, I know now

Things naturally unfolded in that manner, and by the time Wa Chengnan realized it, it was already over.

Without saying a word, he dressed completely and planned to leave, but feeling like a worthless person, he turned back and hugged Li Chengyuan, saying, "I’m sorry, your brother-in-law will take responsibility."

After he spoke, he didn’t wait for Li Chengyuan to say anything; he just turned around and left.

The room, which had been hot and intense just a second ago, was now unbearably cold.

At this moment, Li Chengyuan had already shed her girlish shyness. The cold made her whole body ache, her cheeks burned red, and she coughed twice.

This Wa Chengnan is really useless.

Squinting, she reminisced about what had just happened and couldn’t help but roll her eyes. It didn’t take long at all.

Useless thing.

"Heat water, I need to bathe," Li Chengyuan shouted to the outside.

Meanwhile, Wa Chengnan was walking quickly. On the road, when maids and servants looked at him, he could not help but break into a cold sweat, fearing they would notice something unusual.

How did he end up doing such a thing with that third young lady?

Was he bewitched or what?

Filled with endless regret, Wa Chengnan was thinking when he suddenly saw a familiar figure standing at the entrance to his courtyard; it was the Crown Prince’s trusted aide. He composed himself and walked over.

The man didn’t waste words and directly said he was needed at the northern military camp to discuss urgent matters.

He realized this trip might take ten days or half a month. Wa Chengnan sighed in relief, hurriedly had his servant pack his clothes and daily necessities, and left a letter for Li Chengxiang before departing calmly.

What he didn’t realize was that he had carelessly left the clothes he had just changed out of on the couch, and they were still imbued with the unique fragrance of a woman’s makeup.

What Wa Chengnan did not know was that his departure would cause the Li Family’s sisters, who had appeared amicable on the surface, to fight over him out of jealousy, erupting into a significant and lively dispute at the Li Family home.

...

Yan Lingzhen stayed at home for one night and woke up early in the morning to rush to Yan Hongzhao’s room.

She brought the scar-removing cream she had stayed up all night making, two large jars in total, one for the fifth sister and one for Sister Huai Yu.

But when she excitedly went over, she didn’t find Yan Lingzhen; only after asking the servants did she learn that she had managed to stand up today and had gone to pay respects to aunt Song even before dawn.

Yan Lingzhen left the cream with the maids to keep and, after thinking, decided not to go after her.

At such a moment, the fifth sister probably preferred to be alone.

After greeting Sun Qinglian, Yan Lingzhen had the Township Manor’s carriage head towards the Princess Residence.

She needed to change the dressing for Sister Huai Yu. If it wasn’t handled well at this time and she developed a fever or an infection, it would be even more troublesome later. Moreover, the precious herbs she had gathered along the way were all stored at the Princess Residence, and it was time to schedule the antidote development for Thousand Mechanism.

The carriage moved slowly along the road, and Yan Lingzhen only heard the urgent clip-clop of horse hooves; lifting the curtain, she caught only a fleeting glimpse of a shadow rushing past, fast enough to make her frown.

"Driving so fast, are they rushing to reincarnate?"

In the Capital City, you could hit someone of rank with a stone thrown at random on the street. This person rushing so fast really wasn’t afraid of crashing into someone.

She couldn’t see what the person looked like, but the sleek, shiny black horse was clearly seen by Yan Lingzhen.

"When sister gets better, I’ll ask her to teach me how to ride," Yan Lingzhen murmured to herself.

Hearing this, Cong Ge, who was next to her, chuckled warmly, "Of course, when the young lady’s horsemanship was unmatched in the Capital City back then."

"Really?" Yan Lingzhen became interested. Cong Ge then began to tell her about Yan Wanqing’s past, captivating her completely. Time ticked by, and before long, the carriage stopped. They had arrived, as the coachman announced.

Still captivated by the story, Yan Lingzhen jumped down from the carriage and immediately saw a black, high-headed horse at the entrance.

Oh? This person had come to the Princess Residence.

A flicker of curiosity flashed in Yan Lingzhen’s eyes as she hurriedly ran towards the residence, only learning from the maids that the visitor had gone straight to her sister’s courtyard.

...

"Recently, the court has been unstable, and you suddenly suffered an assassination attempt. It’s still unclear who was behind it... The Imperial Examination is imminent, and I wonder if your body can endure it..." Yan Wanqing used the Copper Tongs to flip the sugar-coated tangerines roasting on the charcoal fire. She picked up the teapot and refilled the tea cup, speaking slowly.

Huai Yu was just about to speak when she heard hurried footsteps at the door, causing her to immediately fall silent.

Yan Wanqing instinctively looked up towards the door, only to inadvertently meet a pair of deep black eyes.

Why is it him?

Didn’t he say yesterday that there was a tricky issue to deal with at the northern military camp and that it would take at least half a month before he could return to the Capital City? How could he appear here at this moment?

Xiao Pingfeng’s eyes unwaveringly swept over her inch by inch, and after confirming she was unharmed, he let out a sigh of relief.

"A spy told me that someone at the Princess Residence was assassinated yesterday—" Xiao Pingfeng was the first to speak.

Yan Wanqing immediately replied, "It wasn’t me."

"...Hmm, I am aware now," Xiao Pingfeng entered the room, and without another word, picked up the teacup from Yan Wanqing’s hand, drained the lukewarm tea inside, and then turned and walked towards the door.

The scene unfolded so quickly and strangely, just as he was about to step out the door.

Huai Yu felt she ought to say something.

"I have seen the Crown Prince."

Xiao Pingfeng’s advancing step halted, and as he half-turned, he finally saw someone lying on the bed. He raised his eyebrows in surprise, "So the person who was attacked was the Young Marquis. Young Marquis, take good care of yourself, I have urgent matters to attend to and will not stay to console you."

Huai Yu: "..." I really should keep my mouth shut.

Having said this, Xiao Pingfeng quickly left without turning back, just in time to collide with Yan Lingzhen, who was rushing in.

Xiao Pingfeng swiftly caught Yan Lingzhen, steadied her, and then, without saying a word, continued to move forward.

His steps were hurried.

Yan Lingzhen entered the room, covering her mouth and exclaimed, "Sister, who was that man? He’s incredibly handsome!"

Yan Wanqing remained silent. She walked to the door, only to see that man’s black garment heavy with dew, the purplish robe shimmering slightly under the morning light, stirring an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if something had taken root and begun to sprout.

Seeing her like this, Huai Yu explained to Yan Lingzhen, "That’s the current Crown Prince."

"He’s very handsome." Yan Lingzhen was amazed and couldn’t help saying, "My sister is so impressive, even such a man has fallen under her pomegranate skirt."

"Xiaoliu, don’t speak nonsense," Yan Wanqing interrupted.

Yan Lingzhen stuck out her tongue, and seeing her sister’s cheeks blushed, she grew even more curious.

"Could it be..." Suddenly an idea struck Yan Lingzhen, and she gasped.

Then her gaze met Huai Yu’s, who nodded slightly.

Yan Lingzhen held her cheeks and silently screamed.

"Oh my goodness! What is going on? What have I missed?!" She was so anxious that she ran around the round table in the room three times.

My goodness, who can tell her what is really going on.

Why did my sister break the Crown Prince’s child, but now she is engaged to a woman disguised as the Young Marquis, and seeing the Crown Prince so deeply smitten doesn’t seem faked?

Especially since my sister also seems to have feelings for the Crown Prince. But why?

Why can’t these two lovers simply be together?

Yan Lingzhen felt her little head was about to explode.

"Don’t look at me, I don’t know either," Huai Yu herself wanted to understand, but she didn’t dare to ask. Yan Wanqing was normally gentle, but inherently more indifferent than anyone. If she decided not to speak about something, not even a knife to her neck could make her say a word.

All they saw was Yan Wanqing regaining her composure as she sat back in her chair and said to Yan Lingzhen, "Sister, it’s time to change the Young Marquis’s dressings."

Yan Lingzhen pouted, glanced at Huai Yu, then looked at her sister, and sighed, "Alright, Sister."