Since this is the case, why hasn't Zheng Wei heard of her?
Although it felt like a thousand claws scratching at her heart, Shen Xiaoyan understood that now was not the time to ask. She could only temporarily suppress her curiosity.
Beside them, Zheng Caiying was still shouting angrily, looking somewhat hysterical.
Seeing her like this, Shen Xiaoyan really wondered if she was having a mental breakdown.
Faced with such a sister, Zheng Fan was clearly very embarrassed.
Perhaps he hadn't expected Sima Han to suddenly provoke Zheng Caiying, or perhaps he hadn't expected Zheng Caiying's self-control to be so poor.
Even with just two simple sentences, it shouldn't have elicited such a strong reaction, even if it hit a sore spot.
"Caiying, you're not feeling well. I'll take you home first."
As Zheng Fan spoke, he walked to Zheng Caiying's side, intending to forcibly take her away.
However, Zheng Caiying, who was already on the verge of a breakdown, unleashed an unprecedented surge of strength. With ease, she flung Zheng Fan's hand away, causing him to stagger back a few steps.
Although it happened unexpectedly,
Being humiliated by his own sister in front of so many people, Zheng Fan's face turned very ugly.
"Zheng Caiying, are you coming with me or not? If not, I won't care about you anymore."
Hearing Zheng Fan's softly roared words, Zheng Caiying actually quieted down.
She tilted her head, her profile facing Zheng Fan.
"Go on. I'll see if Mother beats you to death when you get home."
The crowd: ...
These two siblings must have been enemies in their past lives, right?
First, the brother was actively "selling out" his sister, and now the sister was shamelessly threatening her brother.
Did these two think they were filming a cheesy idol drama?
Seeing them like this, Shen Xiaoyan just wanted to cover her eyes. It was truly too much of a spectacle.
In fact, she did just that.
And the consequence of doing so made Shen Xiaoyan want to cry.
Because she had successfully drawn the attention of the "patient" Zheng Caiying.
Seeing Shen Xiaoyan suddenly cover her eyes, with a knowing smile on her lips, Zheng Caiying's anger reignited.
She quickly walked over to Shen Xiaoyan and reached out, intending to snatch away Shen Xiaoyan's hands from her face.
But before her hand could reach Shen Xiaoyan, it was swatted away.
Clutching her tingling arm, Zheng Caiying became even more agitated: "Who hit me?"
Suddenly hearing Zheng Caiying's voice as if it were right next to her ear, Shen Xiaoyan lowered her hands from her face. In her surprise, Chu Jingyun had already appeared in front of her at some unknown time.
"Speak, explain to this young lady what you were laughing about just now, or I'll scratch your face."
As she said this, Chu Jingyun's expression was terrifying.
Shen Xiaoyan, however, was completely unfazed. "I'll laugh if I want to. And if you want to scratch my face, you'll need the ability to do so."
Perhaps it was due to the many shocks she had experienced today, one after another.
Shen Xiaoyan's words seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Zheng Caiying laughed wildly at the sky as if she had gone mad. After her laughter subsided, she looked at Shen Xiaoyan coldly:
"It's a pity, such a beautiful face. I'm afraid I won't be seeing it again in the future..."
Before her words even fell, her sword, like a ghost, lunged towards Shen Xiaoyan.
Faced with the sudden attack, Shen Xiaoyan showed no surprise or fear.
Shen Xiaoyan's lips curved into a beautiful, faint smile. With a light tap of her toes, she somersaulted into the air.
Zheng Caiying retracted her sword and looked up at Shen Xiaoyan, who was frozen mid-air, her eyes full of disbelief.
If one person could dodge her attack, that would be one thing.
But this person could freeze in mid-air as if she were an immortal.
She had lived for over ten years and had never heard of anyone with such abilities, unless...
"What is your relationship with Grand Tutor Yi Zhixie?"
"What is your relationship with Grand Tutor Yi Zhixie?"
Zheng Caiying and Zheng Fan asked the same question, at the same time.
They exchanged a glance, seeing the amusement in each other's eyes.
Turning their heads back, they both stared intently at Shen Xiaoyan in mid-air, waiting for her answer.
"Are you looking for me?"
As the voice spoke, Yi Zhixie, holding Na Muzhong's hand, slowly walked in from behind.
Zheng Caiying and Zheng Fan turned to look at Yi Zhixie, both somewhat bewildered.
Seeing their confusion, Yi Zhixie had no desire to explain. He simply stood there, watching them.
Suddenly, Zheng Caiying had a realization and pointed at Yi Zhixie. "You, you are Grand Tutor Yi Zhixie?"
Yi Zhixie stared at her blankly and said nothing.
However, his attitude and gaze clearly conveyed his identity to them.
Just as Zheng Caiying and Zheng Fan were puzzling over Yi Zhixie's identity, a commotion arose from the back of the crowd.
They both turned to look and saw that the crowd, which had been tightly packed moments ago, had now spontaneously parted to form a path.
And coming from the other end of the path was their King Father... Prince Duan, Zheng Xiang.
"King Father!"
"King Father!"
Both of them stepped forward to greet Zheng Xiang and then stood on either side of him.
Although their voices could not be heard, their actions and the constant movement of their lips indicated that they were explaining the recent events to Zheng Xiang.
When they finished speaking and took a step back, Zheng Xiang squinted his eyes and looked up at Shen Xiaoyan, who was still suspended in the air.
"Wife, it would be best if you came down soon."
Zheng Xiang's expression was not one of shock, but he said this in a calm tone. Then, he shifted his gaze from Shen Xiaoyan to Yi Zhixie and Sima Han.
"Greetings, Fifth Prince, and greetings, Grand Tutor."
Zheng Xiang's words were very polite, but he made no move. He simply stood there and spoke.
His demeanor gave Shen Xiaoyan a momentary illusion that he was merely reciting lines.
People often say that enemies see each other, their eyes burn with hatred.
Shen Xiaoyan secretly blamed herself for her slow reaction.
She wondered what Zheng Wei was feeling at this moment.
With this thought, Shen Xiaoyan descended directly, landing beside Zheng Wei in a flash.
Being so close to Zheng Xiang made it inconvenient to speak.
Shen Xiaoyan reached out, took Zheng Wei's hand, and squeezed it twice in his palm.
Zheng Xiang's gaze, which had been directed at Yi Zhixie, returned to Shen Xiaoyan as she landed.
However, his attention was then drawn to Zheng Wei.
Zheng Xiang looked at Zheng Wei for a long time before speaking:
"This... young master, you look very familiar."
Zheng Xiang said, carefully scrutinizing Zheng Wei's face.
Shen Xiaoyan was about to say that people always look alike, but Zheng Xiang suddenly had a realization:
"Are you Wei'er?"
Shen Xiaoyan: ...
After so many years, and with such a significant change in appearance, how could he still recognize him at a glance?
Could this be the butterfly effect?
Even though she had transmigrated and changed many things.
Still, what was meant to happen would still happen.
For example, Zheng Wei still came to the Imperial Capital, albeit a few years later.
For example, Zheng Xiang still recognized Zheng Wei, even without the jade pendant.
Did this mean that the remaining events would still unfold according to the original trajectory? With only minor changes?
Thinking of this, Shen Xiaoyan trembled.
This absolutely could not happen!
If she killed Zheng Xiang now, there wouldn't be so many problems.
As Shen Xiaoyan thought this, she moved towards Zheng Xiang.
Zheng Wei's mood was also very complex when Zheng Xiang recognized him.
After all, this was the person who had killed him in his previous life. How could he not have any feelings upon seeing him before him?
However, before he could figure out how to speak, he saw Shen Xiaoyan take a step forward.
Although nothing could be discerned from Shen Xiaoyan's profile, Zheng Wei, who knew her well, sensed the strong killing intent emanating from her.
"Mimi..."
Zheng Wei quickly reached out and grabbed Shen Xiaoyan, calling out softly.
Shen Xiaoyan turned her head to look at Zheng Wei in confusion, wondering why he was stopping her.
Wouldn't it be better to just kill Zheng Xiang directly?
"Are you Wei'er? Where have you been all these years? King Father has been looking for you."
"Do you still recognize King Father?"
Zheng Xiang seemed to completely ignore the interaction between Shen Xiaoyan and Zheng Wei, and continued to speak to Zheng Wei.
As he spoke, his eyes began to redden, and upon closer inspection, tears were indeed welling up.
Shen Xiaoyan was shocked by what she saw. What was going on?
Is this a Golden Horse Award-winning actor?
Why do these ancient people cry so easily?
And they can cry whenever they say they will.
Is having such a developed tear duct a medical condition?
"Who are you?"
Zheng Wei pulled Shen Xiaoyan back a few steps and asked with a frown.
Hearing Zheng Wei's question, Zheng Xiang's body stiffened.
After a while, he said, "Wei'er, don't you recognize King Father anymore?"
Zheng Wei and Zheng Xiang stared at each other for a long time, then asked coldly, "Who are you?"
Seeing that Zheng Wei still spoke this way, Zheng Xiang sadly closed his eyes.
The moment his eyes closed, tears flowed down his cheeks.
A man does not shed tears easily, unless he is at his breaking point.
Unfortunately, this did not apply to Zheng Xiang.
Shen Xiaoyan and Zheng Wei were not moved by Zheng Xiang's tears in the slightest. They continued to look at him coldly.
Both of them thought, "He's really putting on an incredible performance."
However, Zheng Fan and Zheng Caiying, on the side, did not think so.