Translator: Silavin
Without Feng Wentian’s interference, the feelings between Qin Yichen and Feng Qianxue rapidly intensified, developing into what could only be described as an inseparable bond.
Yet amidst this passionate romance, Qin Yichen harboured considerable unease within his heart.
His love for Feng Qianxue was undoubtedly deep and unforgettable. However, in this lifetime, given his nature, his affections were destined not to belong solely to Feng Qianxue alone.
Lu Linghan, the woman who had been his Wife in all but name and had borne him a Daughter, was someone he could never abandon. Moreover, there were many others with whom he shared ambiguous relationships: Xia Zilin, Shu Ruyan, Lin Miaohan, and countless more.
If Qin Yichen remained steadfastly devoted only to Feng Qianxue, what would become of these other women?
“Yichen, are you thinking of returning?” On this particular day, as Qin Yichen and Feng Qianxue strolled hand in hand amidst the envious gazes of countless Family members, they reached a scenic location where few people ventured. There, Feng Qianxue suddenly stopped and posed this question to Qin Yichen.
“Qianxue, whatever do you mean?” Qin Yichen lovingly brushed her crystal-clear nose, responding with a gentle laugh.
Feng Qianxue thoroughly enjoyed this sensation, her head nestling softly against his shoulder, her face radiating sweetness. However, within her glass-like eyes flickered a hint of heartache.
Qin Yichen embraced her gently, his expression one of complete contentment. Yet when Feng Qianxue whispered in his ear, his body trembled almost imperceptibly.
“Yichen, I know you already have someone…” Feng Qianxue spoke as if in a dream, murmuring to herself. “I’ve heard that Big Sister Lu Linghan is quite the beauty…”
Upon hearing this, Qin Yichen nearly leapt to his feet. A chill coursed through him as cold sweat involuntarily trickled down his cheek.
At that moment, Feng Qianxue rose from Qin Yichen’s embrace. Her beautiful eyes gazed upon him, and under such scrutiny, Qin Yichen’s face betrayed a trace of guilt.
“Yichen, I don’t mind.” Seeing Qin Yichen’s expression, Feng Qianxue suddenly broke into a radiant smile, like a playful fairy.
Instantly, Qin Yichen breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Qianxue knew of his circumstances and was hardly surprised. After all, with the Feng Family’s intelligence network, such matters would be easily investigated.
“Do you think Big Sister Lu Linghan will mind me? You’ve faced danger so many times because of me…” Subsequently, for reasons unknown, Feng Qianxue actually began to feel nervous.
Observing this woman, who one moment appeared as a devastatingly beautiful Empress and the next resembled a young maiden anxious about meeting her ‘Mother-in-law’, countless complex emotions flashed through Qin Yichen’s heart.
Finally, Qin Yichen mustered his courage and tentatively asked. “Qianxue, do you truly not mind?”
A woman’s heart was as unfathomable as the ocean depths. This much Qin Yichen understood. Though his heart was filled with joy, what if this were merely Feng Qianxue testing him? Would he not be walking straight into a trap?
“How can I possibly mind it?” Hearing Qin Yichen’s question, Feng Qianxue raised her head, her large eyes twinkling as she blinked twice and said. “You two are already married. Also, I know that you truly care for me and love me, that’s enough. It’s just… I worry whether Big Sister Lu Linghan might hate me…”
Feng Qianxue’s small hands fidgeted nervously as her head drooped slightly, speaking these words with some uncertainty.
“Don’t worry, she won’t.” Only then did Qin Yichen’s heart settle. Thinking of Lu Linghan, warmth surged within him.
This prodigious woman had willingly become his, remaining devoted without complaint for so many years. In Qin Yichen’s heart, she had long held a position of considerable importance.
Seeing the joy upon Qin Yichen’s face, Feng Qianxue also smiled, though between her brows lingered a faint melancholy.
After all, what woman would willingly share her beloved with another?
Moreover, she was the one who had entered the relationship later, uncertain whether Lu Linghan would truly be as accepting as Qin Yichen claimed…
To alleviate Feng Qianxue’s concerns, Qin Yichen decided to take her to Heavenly Dragon Imperial City to meet Lu Linghan and the others. After all, this confrontation was inevitable.
When they next encountered Feng Wentian, his attitude toward Qin Yichen had clearly changed from his previous vigilant stance of protecting his Daughter from being stolen away.
After all, these past few days, Feng Qianxue had spent virtually every moment attached to Qin Yichen. During this time, he could see that the smile upon his Daughter’s face was undoubtedly the most frequent he had witnessed since her birth!
[A grown Daughter really cannot be kept at home. As long as she is happy, I have to let go…] Furthermore, he had received considerable benefits from Qin Yichen.
“Go.” Gazing upon his Daughter’s blissful expression as she clung to Qin Yichen’s arm, Feng Wentian sighed softly and waved his hand.
“Thank you Father!”
Feng Qianxue approached with a smile and embraced Feng Wentian briefly before returning to Qin Yichen’s side, resuming her bird-like dependence upon him.
“Thank you, Uncle Feng.”
Qin Yichen also responded with a smile, having finally sorted out the proper forms of address.
“Oh, Qin Yichen, when you arrive there, please visit the Mo Clan and see if you can invite several Masters to strengthen our Family’s defences.”
Suddenly, as if remembering something, Feng Wentian addressed Qin Yichen.
Evidently, he too had sensed something unusual about this recent incident involving Feng Qianxue.
“The Mo Clan?” Qin Yichen murmured inwardly, somewhat puzzled.
“Ahem, though our Family’s defences are adequate, having additional precautions is always good.” Feng Wentian dryly laughed.
[Isn’t the Mo Clan one of the Hidden Families?] Qin Yichen searched his memory but found no impression of them. He asked with some confusion.
“You don’t know of the Mo Clan? Aren’t you a member of the Mo Clan?” Seeing Qin Yichen’s expression, Feng Wentian’s heart filled with confusion. He then muttered to himself. “Strange, aren’t you from that ancient Clan? How could you not know about the Mo Clan?”
“Are they Lu Ban’s Descendants?” Qin Yichen’s pupils contracted.
“Indeed, aren’t you Lu Ban’s Descendant? How do you not know this?” Feng Wentian frowned. Previously, his primary reason for trusting Qin Yichen so completely was precisely because the latter was Lu Ban’s Descendant.
Though the Feng Family was powerful, he well understood that Lu Ban’s Descendants, and the Lu Ban Sect, were far beyond what the Feng Family could compare to. Even during the Feng Family’s greatest heights, they could never match them.
Master Lu Ban had once single-handedly saved the Human Race. This achievement continued to be sung by countless wandering minstrels even tens of thousands of years later.
Regarding Lu Ban’s Descendants, regardless of which Human Race Family they belonged to, all held them in the greatest regard.
“Lu Ban’s Descendant?” Hearing this, a smile curved Qin Yichen’s lips. He shook his head: “Strictly speaking, I truly don’t count as Lu Ban’s Descendant.”
Upon hearing these words, a flash of disappointment crossed Feng Wentian’s eyes.