Recalling the mysterious man wearing a mask on the day of the disrupted wedding, the elders can no longer deny it.
"Foolish..." an elder lanted.
Outside the hall, Wen Xiao’ai suddenly felt her legs weaken, and her body faltered, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Inside the hall, Feng Liyan suddenly sensed sothing and glanced towards the direction where Wen Xiao’ai was standing...
Wen Xiao’ai felt dizzy, her mind completely in chaos.
She was waiting, waiting for the clan leader grandmother to deny the statents, but it never happened.
She accepted the elders’ questioning.
It’s true.
She now finally understood the aning behind Nie Jiuque and Ye Yin’s conversation.
Why Ye Yin called her Madam, why the Immortal Realm forced the Cat Demon Clan to hand her over.
Finally understanding why Nie Jiuque helped her, even going to great lengths to disrupt the wedding.
No wonder she felt Nie Jiuque was familiar, no wonder she often dreamt of him.
No wonder despite repeatedly saying she wasn’t Shang Ying, he still spoke to her in inexplicable terms.
It turns out, Nie Jiuque had been secretly observing the birthmark behind her ear while she slept, it was real, not a dream or illusion.
No wonder...
It turns out two souls and three fragnts within her belonged to Shang Ying.
Then, a thousand years ago she and Nie Jiuque must have...
Wen Xiao’ai recalled the way Nie Jiuque looked at her, that desperately restrained emotion... her heart could hardly bear it.
He always said there were things he couldn’t explain, always said one day she’d understand everything.
So this was it.
Wen Xiao’ai’s head spun, and she fell straight to the ground.
A sudden tightness at her waist, she was swiftly supported and taken away.
The scene changed
Feng Liyan quickly closed the door of the quiet room, then turned to look at the pained expression of Wen Xiao’ai sitting on the chair.
He called out worriedly:
"Little Princess..."
Wen Xiao’ai raised her head, looking at Feng Liyan, her pale lips moved slightly as she asked, "Is what he said... true?"
He referred to Fen Yao.
Feng Liyan avoided her gaze, silent.
His silence, his deanor, conveyed it all.
"You knew all along, didn’t you? You knew five hundred years ago, didn’t Brother Ye Qi and Elder Ye know too?"
She always felt they were hiding sothing from her, and it turned out to be true.
It was sothing she couldn’t accept, couldn’t face.
Feng Liyan quickly approached, squatted down before Wen Xiao’ai, and caressed her face.
"Xiao’ai, back then my father and the clan leader had no choice, and the clan leader considered that Shang Ying was a pitiful person, so he..."
"It’s not like everyone intended to hide it from you, whether you bla or resent, don’t get angry now, it’s too dangerous here, you must leave imdiately, listen to ."
"I don’t bla or resent you, I just... I just bla myself for bringing disaster to the Cat Demon Clan, I just, I just... don’t know how to face Nie Jiuque..."
As Wen Xiao’ai spoke, tears began to flow down.
A dull ache spread from her heart.
Over the past few months, as an observer, she witnessed through dreams Nie Jiuque and Shang Ying’s journey from acquaintance to love, their willingness to sacrifice everything for each other, even risking obliteration.
Nie Jiuque endured the agony of separation for a millennium, still seeking justice for Shang Ying, even if it ant repeating the cycle of obliteration.
Shang Ying, just to see Nie Jiuque again, willingly changed her appearance, lost her mory to beco Wen Xiao’ai, without regret.
What is she now?
Is Wen Xiao’ai still Shang Ying?
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