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Although he thought this in his heart, he couldn't help but be curious, after all, he was quite the chatterbox.
He asked, "Then why do you do that?"
"Can the hatred from before just disappear like that?"
She hated him to the bone; only by helping her now could that hatred be gradually alleviated. He understood Yan Dan too well—he knew her personality and preferences, what she wanted to hear, and even her physiological cycle. He felt guilty for not getting her pregnant.
Kazama always felt it was unreliable. "What if it actually works out?"
Zhong Xue scoffed, "This Lord is not that foolish."
As for whether it would ultimately succeed or fail, that was up to the master, not him. Ji Xun was barely able to protect himself; did he still have the mind to marry? Zhao Wang had him stay outside for seven years before returning, yet he rushed back so quickly to meet his doom. If he didn't deal with him, there were plenty of others waiting to take action.
However... matters of the heart could be tricky. What if that girl foolishly went along with him? After thinking for a moment, he said to Kazama, "Do you remember the woman standing next to Ji Xun? Bring her to see me."
Kazama nodded; he always paid attention to beautiful women.
Kazama went off to take care of things while Zhong Xue stood alone in the courtyard, gazing at the starry sky.
The night was so enchanting, with more stars than ever before—big and bright. They neither blinked nor twinkled; they were serene and peaceful. This reminded him of more memories from the past.
He recalled that back in the day, there was a maid by Ji Xun's side, possibly named Ying or something else. She had helped him keep Ji Xun occupied and arranged for Qi Gongzi to meet at the designated place when he planned to replace Ji Xun at a rendezvous. Later, when leaving the State of Chu, he had asked her why she did that. She simply replied, "One does not act for oneself without facing destruction."
In that moment, he suddenly understood that they were essentially the same kind of people. When people of the same kind gather together, if they don't plan some sort of scheme, it would be a disservice to others' expectations of them.
Three days had passed since Ying came to see him, and during this time, many things had happened. Zhao Wang intended to move the wedding date forward and wanted Zhong Xue to marry in Zhao State. He wanted to refuse but couldn't find a suitable reason to stay longer.
The situation at the front was urgent; although the Wei Army was strong and continuously advancing towards Qi State with overwhelming forces, it felt like something was missing without him. Thus, he couldn't afford to delay in Zhao State any longer. After much internal conflict, he could only grit his teeth and agree to Zhao State's request for the wedding to be held in Zhao Palace with Princess He Ying.
He did this ultimately for San Chun; he could not leave with peace of mind until she was settled.
On the eve of the wedding, he met Ying at an inn in Handan City.
Over the years, Ying had grown increasingly beautiful, exuding a captivating charm. She looked like a stunning beauty, completely different from San Chun.
San Chun sometimes appeared a bit boyish, giving off a refreshing and comfortable vibe, while Ying was a true woman, possessing an elegance unique to femininity in her every gesture. It was no wonder that even the discerning Ji Xun regarded her with admiration.
Seeing Zhong Xue, Ying was also surprised and exclaimed, "Why is it you?"
"Bold," Kazama shouted loudly, startling her into losing her color.
Ying hurriedly bowed gracefully, "I greet Lord Jun."
Zhong Xue said, "This Lord has limited time, so let me be clear with you."
She felt a slight stir in her heart, already guessing that what he wanted was related to Yan Dan. Yan Dan was indeed Yan Dan; that person had once dazzled everyone with her extraordinary beauty and still haunted these men, making them go to great lengths for her.
She secretly resented this but maintained a calm demeanor and said, "Lord Jun, please speak."
Zhong Xue coldly replied, "You know who you are; this Lord is very clear about that. If you like someone, fight for them with all your might; this Lord will not oppose you. However, if you harm even one person in the slightest, this Lord will not spare you."
She bowed and asked, "Lord Jun, may I inquire if the person you mentioned is San Chun?"
"Indeed."
In her heart, Ying secretly laughed coldly; it was just as she had guessed. After all these years, he still remembered her.
"Lord Jun, I hope you don't mind, but may I ask a question?"
Before he could agree, she had already spoken up: "Why do you like her?" She was asking about him and Ji Xun. This question had lingered in her mind for a long time. She truly couldn't see what was so special about her and didn't think she was better than herself. If in the past she had the status to surpass her, now they stood on the same lowly ground; what made her capable of attracting so many people?
Zhong Xue sneered, "Do you know what your biggest difference from her is?"
"What is it?"
"It’s the heart..." Thinking of that child who once stood before him and made him feel warmth, he couldn't help but smile slightly.
"She treats people sincerely and genuinely... she would never be as malicious as you."
Ying almost laughed out loud upon hearing this. Malicious? Wasn't he the same? They were fundamentally the same kind of person; the only difference was that one was male and the other female. She could never fall in love with him, nor could he with her. Perhaps the reason was that they both felt a deep aversion toward their own kind.
Not wanting to discuss that person any further, she coldly said, "Is Lord Jun finished? If so, please allow me to take my leave." Without waiting for his consent, she turned and left.
Watching her feigned arrogance as she walked away, Kazama frowned. "What is this woman doing? Why is she acting so haughty?"
Zhong Xue remained silent. A woman with too much ambition could be quite terrifying. And all he could do for San Chun was just this.
Sighing, "It's cool now, let's go back."
Kazama touched his arm, puzzled about why it felt cool here.
...
The servants all believed that Chengyang Jun's wedding would be incredibly luxurious, moving the very earth itself. However, unexpectedly, Zhong Xue's wedding was surprisingly simple. The ceremony took place in Zhao Palace, and without even entering the bridal chamber, they hurriedly took their leave.
Zhao Wang naturally understood his thoughts; with a daughter like this, he had no hope of her being favored. But what could he do? She was his only unmarried daughter. There was no choice; since the groom did not enter the bridal chamber, he said nothing. Instead, he offered kind words of comfort, hoping for a victorious return.
Before leaving, Zhong Xue specifically requested Zhao Wang to take good care of his adopted sister San Chun. All the trouble he went through and the effort he expended in Zhao Country were for this one request.
Zhao Wang eagerly agreed, smiling as he said, "Since there is no one to accompany her in the palace, why not let Spring Princess keep her company?"
Zhong Xue nodded; he didn't care who she was with as long as she could be kept safe.
After Chengyang Jun left, San Chun moved into Zhao Palace to live with Princess Ying. This Princess Ying had a very good temperament and was quiet; aside from her appearance, being with her was actually quite pleasant. However, her current identity as Chengyang Jun's adopted sister made things different from before. Everyone in the palace referred to her as Spring Princess, which made her feel uncomfortable.
As two or three days passed, she thought Ji Xun would know she was here and would come to find her soon. Unexpectedly, the first person she encountered in Zhao Palace was Qing.
Since their parting in Qin State, although they had met again in Wei Kingdom, they had never had time to talk properly.
Qing was very worried about her and immediately asked when she saw her, "What are you thinking? Why did you come to Zhao Country instead of staying as a Noble Lady in Yan? Just a few days ago I saw your father; he asked me about your situation and didn’t know where you had gone."
Thinking of Ju Rong made San Chun feel very uncomfortable; it was a pity that she was not his daughter, leaving him to waste his deep paternal love.
At this point, she didn't want to hide it from him any longer, so she said, "Qing, there's something I want to tell you. Actually, I regained my memory some time ago. I... am not the Daughter of Ju Rong."
Qing was taken aback. "Then who are you?"
San Chun sighed softly. Few people knew about Yan Dan, and while it was better for her that fewer people knew, she really didn't want to keep it from him.
She gently asked, "Do you know Crown Prince Yan Dan?"
He nodded. "Yes, I know. He is one of the Four Great Young Masters, and I admire him greatly."
"I... am Yan Dan."
This statement immediately shocked Qing, making him tremble all over as if struck by lightning; fortunately, he wasn't completely overwhelmed.
After a long pause, he finally managed to say, "You are Yan Dan? How is that possible? Someone like you could be called unparalleled?"
This certainly did not sound like a compliment. Considering the foolish things he had done in Niushan Village, it was no wonder he reacted this way. San Chun forced a smile; in truth, she didn't want to be Yan Dan either. Remembering the past was not good for her at all; she would rather be San Chun and live a carefree life.
She recounted her experiences to him in detail, including how she died, how she ended up by his side, and how she remembered her past. If there was anyone in the world she didn't want to deceive, it was not Ji Xun or Zhong Xue; it was him.
After listening, Qing sighed with emotion. "I had heard that Crown Prince Yan Dan was unparalleled and had long desired to meet him. If I had known it was someone like you, I wouldn't have looked forward to meeting so much."
The implication was clear: she truly only had an empty title.
San Chun did not expect him to react this way. She initially thought he would be utterly astonished and in disbelief. While there was indeed surprise, it seemed that disappointment was the predominant feeling.
She touched her nose and asked, "Am I really that bad?"
"Not bad, just different from what I heard. But I prefer you like this."
He gently tapped her nose and asked, "So, what do you think? You, Crown Prince Yan, would you be interested in being my sworn sister?"
"Sure." San Chun smiled brightly. Being his sister was the happiest thing for her; in her heart, he had already been her brother.
Qingdao said, "Let me invite someone to witness this. We can bow to the ground and officially become sworn siblings."
Why does that sound like bowing to the ground? She found it somewhat amusing and suddenly remembered something. She asked, "Sister Zhu, now that you have a status, have you sent someone to look for her?"
Azure Wind Antelope's expression turned serious, a hint of pain visible on his face. "She... has already passed away."
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