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"Eh? That's not right! Xiao Hua, I can't explain it, but surely you can?" A-Qing looked at me in confusion.
"Uh, well..." My gaze slowly drifted away.
I just didn't know where to start! Please stop prompting me! Just let my presence fade into nothing!
"Xiao Hua!"
I immediately turned my head and covered my ears, pretending to be dead.
"Anyway, they'll keep asking questions one after another, so it would be easier to wait for the Daoist to come back and explain everything at once!" I insisted on shifting the blame.
Daoist, please come back quickly! I'm about to crack!
"You really...," A-Qing sighed helplessly, hands on her hips. "I'm sorry, my Xiao Hua is shy and finds it hard to face strangers."
"Eh? Didn't we chat quite happily on the way here? Shouldn't we be familiar by now? Right, Xiao Hua?" Wei Wuxian teased with a smile.
"What?" I was instantly taken aback.
Wasn't it just you asking questions and me answering? Is that what you call a pleasant chat? And what did you just call me? Weren't you just referring to me as Miss Wei? Why did you skip the greeting and jump straight to that?
"Hm? I heard A-Qing call you that, so I thought it was okay for me to call you that too. No problem, right? Xiao Hua."
This is a big problem!
I stiffened and stared at him, then awkwardly whispered, "...Did you spill a jar of vinegar next to you?" Can't you smell the sourness?
"Eh?" He paused for a moment, slowly turning his head to the side. "Lan Zhan?"
Lan Wangji casually shifted his gaze away.
"Haha! Second Brother Lan, you really haven't changed at all over the years. It's like you're brewing vinegar for free!" He laughed heartily and pulled him into an embrace. "Alright, just kidding. The young lady was too nervous, and I just wanted to lighten the mood. You don't have to keep scaring everyone with that stern face."
"Um... Senior Wei, actually I've had some doubts since just now..." Lan Jingyi hesitantly raised his hand to speak.
"Mm? What's wrong?" Wei Wuxian turned to look at him after teasing the person in his arms.
"Well... this young lady also has the surname Wei, is from Yiling, and lives on Potter's Field. Considering her age, it seems quite fitting..." Lan Jingyi's gaze flitted between me and Wei Wuxian a few times before he cautiously said, "She shouldn't be your illegitimate daughter from your past life, right?"
Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback, and Wei Wuxian couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Jingyi, what nonsense are you talking about! I'm a person of such integrity; I didn't even hold a girl's hand in my past life! Who do you think I could have had a child with?!"
"But isn't it said that the Yiling Ancestor was most entangled with beautiful women? Maybe it's a romantic debt you accidentally left behind!" Lan Jingyi stubbornly countered.
Lan Wangji cast a calm glance at Wei Wuxian.
"Pfft, impossible! You've been reading too many novels! I'm not Jin Guangyao; I know very well whether I've done something or not. Even if I did, I would never shirk responsibility! Lan Zhan, believe me! My first time was with you; you have to vouch for me!" Wei Wuxian immediately leaned against Lan Wangji, seeking support, completely oblivious to how embarrassing his words were.
"Mm, I believe you." Lan Wangji replied without hesitation.
"Um... Senior Wei, there are girls present here. Could you please tone down your words and actions..." Lan Sizhui said awkwardly as he wiped his face.
"Xiao Hua, snap out of it!" A-Qing waved her hand in front of my dazed face. "What do you think? Is it really possible that this Young Master Wei is your relative?"
Oh dear, I was just getting into the good part! I quickly blinked and focused.
I must say, Lan Jingyi's imagination is a bit too rich; how did her thought process take such a turn? If I hadn't already known from the original story that Wei Wuxian was a virgin, I might have actually followed her line of thinking and started to doubt.
"No, that's impossible. I am not from Yiling; my presence in Potter's Field is purely coincidental and has nothing to do with Young Master Wei," I clarified.
"How can you be so sure? You don't even know who your parents are, do you?" A-Qing pressed on stubbornly. "Ah! Why don't you take out that token of yours for identification? Maybe that pendant was actually left by your parents!"
"No, it's really not. Please stop complicating things." Facing A-Qing's enthusiasm, I rubbed my temples in mild frustration. "I have seen my parents' graves with my own eyes, so I am certain that I have no relation to this Young Master Wei."
"Huh? You've seen them? But didn't you say you were found by your master by chance? I've never heard you mention that before," A-Qing said, her expression one of surprise at my admission.
"Well, I did choose to skip over some details back then because explaining them would be too troublesome, and it really isn't important."
"What isn't important?" A cold voice suddenly interjected from outside the conversation.
Following the source of the voice, I spotted a familiar face and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Daoist Priest, you're back!" Finally!
However, upon seeing each other, both parties froze in place simultaneously.
After a moment, Song Lan was the first to regain his composure and bowed seriously. "Mr. Han Guang, Young Master Wei, it has been a long time since our parting in Yicheng. Thank you both for your assistance back then."
"Master Song, is this... a resurrection?" Even Wei Wuxian, who had seen and experienced much, was left speechless.
Hearing this, Song Lan smiled faintly and sighed, "No, I am still dead; only my body has been restored."
"But in this state, no one would doubt that you have come back to life..." Wei Wuxian marveled as he rubbed his chin, studying Song Lan. "This clearly surpasses the realm of zombies!"
After all, even his greatest creation, Ghost General Wen Ning, whom he had personally refined, still retained the stiffness of a corpse and could not move as freely as a living person.
"That is indeed the case," Song Lan replied calmly.
Beside them, Xiao Xingchen gazed thoughtfully at Wei Wuxian.
"You are... the son of Cang Se San Ren?"
Wei Wuxian turned to look at the now-clear eyes of Xiao Xingchen and respectfully called out, "Uncle."
Xiao Xingchen regarded him with a complex expression for a while before Xu Ran sighed, "I have left my sect; there is no need for such formalities."
Wei Wuxian said nothing more and simply responded, "Then, Daoist Xiao Xingchen and Daoist Song Zichen, your current state is all thanks to Bao Shan San Ren? It seems that an immortal who has lived for over a hundred years truly possesses such extraordinary powers over life and death. It appears my ancestor is indeed someone to be revered."
"No..." Xiao Xingchen looked at Song Lan beside him, who then turned to me. "To be honest, this fortunate encounter for Mr. Song is entirely due to Mian Fei."
"Eh?" Several pairs of eyes suddenly turned toward me in disbelief.
I instinctively ducked behind A-Qing.
"Don't hide, come out!" A-Qing tugged at me impatiently. "If you haven't done anything wrong, why are you hiding? You can handle those ruffians with ease, but when it comes to these harmless gentlemen, you suddenly become timid?"
Since I haven't done anything wrong, why does she keep staring at me? Doesn't she know that what people with social anxiety fear the most is the gaze of others?
Watching the commotion, Song Lan couldn't help but frown.
"Mian Fei, A-Qing is right. Since you have nothing to be ashamed of, you should face it openly and not shrink away," he said.
"Um..." Faced with this admonition, I stood stiffly for a while, ultimately having to grit my teeth and awkwardly lower my head in place.
Well, this is what they call "fear of what is feared is meaningless," right? Fine, I can endure!
"Alright, you two stop staring at her. Can't you see the girl is shy? Tone it down a bit," Wei Wuxian chimed in coolly.
Upon hearing this, the two younger members of the Lan Family immediately understood and apologized awkwardly.
"Sorry, Miss Wei."
I stiffly nodded in response, still too afraid to look up.
"So, Master Song, could you please explain what exactly is going on?" Wei Wuxian asked.
Song Lan looked at my reaction and shook his head helplessly before turning to them and recounting the events that had transpired.
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