Xi Yan heard Murong Xue’s teasing and couldn’t help but let out a giggle: "Oh? Sisters? Then, who is the older sister? Hmm?"
Murong Xue saw Xi Yan’s mischievous look and knew she was teasing her, so she playfully blinked her eyes.
"If Cousin wants to be Aunt’s older sister, I don’t mind, but won’t that ss up the seniority? Oh?"
Xi Yan heard this and gave her a friendly flick on the forehead.
"Little girl, you have so nerve, daring to joke about and your Aunt?"
"Hehe, Sister, I’m just joking, right? How can you hold this against ?"
In the original story, Shui Yixuan followed Murong Xue to the island, thus eting his destined Xi Yan. Unfortunately, in this life, the two likely have no chance, and Shui Yixuan’s decision not to co this ti was his own choice, perhaps predestined by fate.
Her gaze shifted, landing next to Uncle Xiyang, and just then, her smile froze on her face, her expression stiffening.
She stared with her bright eyes, pointing in surprise at the mischievous man beside her, who was grinning at her.
"You... you, aren’t you the man from Mingfang Building? How co you’re here?"
Excitedly, she instinctively turned and grabbed Murong Han. "Brother, look, it’s him, the man who looks very much like Uncle that day. I stared at him for ages, and Runyu kept nagging the whole way, look, isn’t it? Isn’t it?"
Murong Han looked at his sister speechlessly, "Idiot, that’s our big cousin. Of course, they look alike."
"Big cousin?"
The big cousin walked over strategically, crossed his arms, and raised an eyebrow at her.
"Xue’er, little cousin, first ti eting, oh no, the quick glance at Mingfang Building, hope you’re doing well?"
Murong Xue gasped: "It really is you?"
"Mm-hmm, you’re not seeing things, it’s ."
Murong Xue was displeased, her almond-shaped eyes glared sharply: "Since you saw us, and you were right next door to our room, why didn’t you greet us?"
The big cousin smiled at her, "Little cousin, that kind of occasion isn’t the right place for reunions. Look now, with no outsiders present, isn’t this more suitable for a chat?"
Murong Xue pouted, thinking to herself that this big cousin had quite the twisted logic. She took a closer look at the siblings in front of her and couldn’t help but admire the genes of the Xi family; they’re truly remarkable.
Let’s not talk about Xi Yan, alluring yet not vulgar, gentle with a hint of strength, embodying grace in every move she makes. The aura she possesses isn’t sothing ordinary ladies have.
As for the cousin in front of her, with a jade-like handso face, and lightly raised sword-like brows nearly reaching his temples, he’s definitely like an Immortal descended to the mortal realm!
She had thought about the scene of their cousins eting before and recalled so scenes from the original novel. To better understand each other, she tilted her face up and circled him, asking: "Why was big cousin at Mingfang Building that day?"
"Listening to the storyteller’s tales, but the story wasn’t lively enough, the imrsion wasn’t strong, it felt a bit like copying rigidly, not detailed enough, lacking the flavor of traditional storytelling. Who of you wrote it?"
Murong Xue paused, setting aside whether this evaluation was accurate or not, his asking who wrote it among the siblings was rather surprising.
"Big cousin seems quite familiar with our siblings’ activities? You’ve not only been in Lanyue but have also kept watching us?"
Murong Xue indirectly reminded Murong Han, which was a typical reaction. So when the siblings cast their suspicious glances, the cousins calmly admitted it.
"You’re right, we were indeed in Lanyue, and indeed saw you a few tis. Of course, this was all after the Emperor publicly announced your return to Beijing, before that we didn’t know. Essentially, the Emperor’s announcent ti and the receipt of the Xiran Island letter were about the sa, right?"
"Then why didn’t you acknowledge us?" Murong Han asked, while Murong Xue pouted beside him: "Idiot, to assess us!"
Murong Xue leisurely began counting silently in her heart, as a quarter of an hour passed, the man opposite her didn’t react?
Impossible, could there be an issue with the dosage?
Just as Murong Xue pondered whether to move so dicinal powder from space, a flash of white quickly seized her hand, restraining it, forcing her arm overhead. As the sharp pain ca, her palm loosened simultaneously, and her scream followed.
"Ah, ah, it hurts... it hurts so much, Brother, save , Big cousin’s bullying !"
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