"Yan Weiyang, enough! You think I’ve stolen your man? Ha!
I was engaged while I was still in my mother’s womb, that’s what my mother-in-law said. So if it’s about who got engaged first, I win!"
There’s one more deathblow I haven’t said yet: His Majesty and I got married a thousand years ago!
Back then, you hadn’t even drunk the Oblivion Soup yet!
Yan Lingyi was taken aback for a mont and suddenly sensed sothing was off.
She looked at Xia Weibao, then at Lu Hualiang, "Did your mom say you and Xia Weibao were engaged as babies?"
Lu Hualiang also realized sothing was wrong, nodding, "That’s right."
"Impossible." Yan Lingyi’s face changed, "I arranged the engagent with your mom when I was pregnant with Weiyang."
The two exchanged a look, seemingly understanding sothing...
"To Lishan Side Courtyard."
As soon as Lu Hualiang finished speaking, he took Xia Weibao by the hand and walked out.
"We’re going too." Yan Lingyi grabbed the dical kit and then, with Yan Fei, Yan Yuexian, and Yan Weiyang, got into the car.
On the road, Yan Lingyi’s mind was like a tangled ss, countless threads interwoven.
She was very agitated, sitting in the passenger seat, turning her head to look at the scenery, saying nothing.
Though her mind was chaotic, so part of it felt settled.
Lu Hualiang said Zhong Wanshu wasn’t dead.
This should be good news for her.
Zhong Wanshu had been diagnosed with a terminal illness years ago, and for all these years, she had been unreachable. Everyone thought she was dead.
Not dead, that’s good.
More than three hours later, the group arrived at Lishan Side Courtyard.
Zhong Wanshu had fully recovered and was in the hall having Xiang Chu and Hepburn conduct a final diagnosis.
Auntie Zhou rushed in, "Madam, the young master and young mistress are here."
Upon hearing that Xia Weibao had arrived, Xiang Chu and Hepburn imdiately left Zhong Wanshu behind and dashed out.
Running and jostling, they each wanted to be the first disciple the master would see!
However, upon reaching the door, they realized—damn, lots of people ca!
Their imposing manner looked like a gang showdown.
Xiang Chu and Hepburn were so frightened that they dashed back to the room and shut the door.
Zhong Wanshu felt a little puzzled.
Seeing Lu Hualiang holding Xia Weibao’s hand as they entered, she smiled tenderly.
Just as she stood up, she saw Yan Lingyi, Yan Yuexian, Yan Fei, and Yan Weiyang file in behind.
Zhong Wanshu’s expression changed slightly.
Yan Lingyi’s face also changed slightly.
Lu Hualiang looked at these two won, understanding perfectly well where things had gone wrong.
Xia Weibao felt a bit uneasy, looking at the situation, sothing indeed was amiss.
Could it be that Yan Weiyang was really Lu Hualiang’s fiancée?
While she hesitated, her hand was suddenly gripped tightly.
She looked up and t Lu Hualiang’s determined gaze.
Her heart suddenly cald down.
Her lips curled up slightly, worrying about what, even if there was a mistake, so what? She is Lu Hualiang’s wife.
This is her Majesty, her husband; they are truly in love, surpassing any betrothal!
Zhong Wanshu didn’t expect to suddenly see an old acquaintance, her expression grew a bit complex, "Zhang Yi..."
Yan Lingyi’s alias back then was Zhang Yi.
Yan Lingyi’s expression was even more complicated; it’s been so many years.
Counting the ti, from when her daughter was kidnapped to now, it’s been eighteen years, right?
Eighteen years without seeing each other, it feels like a lifeti ago.
The hatred she once thought she couldn’t let go of suddenly disappeared at this mont.
Turns out, she didn’t hate, she just couldn’t let go.
"Wanshu, my real na is Yan Lingyi, I left ho back then, so I hid my na."
Zhong Wanshu was taken aback for a mont but quickly understood.
She didn’t care what Zhang Yi’s real na was; she’s only concerned about one thing now, "Zhang Yi, I found your daughter."
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