Chapter 48
Tan Chuyan and Wan Mei-ren did not look alike; his facial features were more similar to Tan Hongyun. The only parts that resembled Wan Mei-ren were his lips and eyes.
This also made Tan Chuyan a natural beauty, with the most stunning features of Wan Mei-ren, her lips and eyes.
“Why is Young Master Yan here?”
Having said that, Tuoba Lan didn’t show any surprise on her face, as if she were waiting for him.
Tan Chuyan sat across from Tuoba Lan and poured her a cup of tea: “Ma’am, would you like to guess why I’m here?”
“There’s nothing to guess. You must have come to help Feng Chilie,” Tuoba Lan continued. She took the tea cup and took a sip: “Young Master Yan, don’t think of me as a fool. I know exactly what kind of medicine you’re selling in this gourd. On the surface, you don’t seem to have taken refuge in anyone, but in fact, you’ve taken refuge in the Jing Kingdom a long time ago. You just came here to help the eldest princess hold the sword that will seize the throne.”
He didn’t expect Tuoba Lan to know such details, but who told her?
Tan Chuyan lowered his eyelashes and thought secretly.
Tuoba Lan finished a cup of tea and said: “And I also know something about you.”
“Sit next to me, and I will tell you quietly.” Tuoba Lan looked at Tan Chuyan with a smile and lowered her voice: “I don’t want our next conversation to be heard by anyone.”
Tan Chuyan glanced outside, and he could still see Ji Bei’s back through the curtains of the tent. After thinking for a moment, Tan Chuyan sat down next to Tuoba Lan, holding the lancet hidden in his sleeve.
“Don’t be so nervous,” Tuoba Lan patted Tan Chuyan’s arm: “I won’t do anything to you. On the contrary, you will be willing to do anything for me.”
She was worthy of Xibo’s famous female war goddess, with the aura around her. Feng Chilie would stand his ground, but anyone else would tremble all over if he sat here.
Tan Chuyan did not put away the lancet but still maintained his vigilance.
“Madam, you might as well tell me something about me first.”
“It’s better to be more alert.” Tuoba Lan retracted her hand and stared into his eyes: “Your Highness, your eyes are really similar to my twin sister’s.”
Tan Chuyan’s little finger hidden in his sleeve trembled.
How did she know his identity?
“Don’t be so surprised.” Tuoba Lan raised her hand to hold his eyebrows, as if looking at her old friend through him: “According to the way people call me in the Central Plains, you should call me aunt.”
Tan Chuyan moved and then sat down again. He asked, “Why does Madam know my identity?”
“There is nothing to be curious about,” Tuoba Lan said. “Before Feng Chengjian and I fell out, I knew everything about his and Tan Hongchen’s plans, including taking you as the sword bearer. I even know a lot about what happened next.”
Before the falling out with Feng Chengjian, Tuoba Lan was a devoted wife who loved her husband very much.
As Xibo’s female warrior, if she didn’t want to marry, no one could force her to marry Feng Chengjian. However, upon learning something, Tuoba Lan knew she would never forgive Feng Chengjian.
In just a short moment, Tan Chuyan’s mind was filled with doubts.
If she was the twin sister of Tuoba Lan, then as the princess of Xibo, why did Wan mei-ren become a palace maid in Qi Kingdom? Why did Tuoba Lan had a fall out with Feng Chengjian?
For the first time, Tan Chuyan felt that he couldn’t think clearly. He tried to organize words to speak, but he didn’t know how to articulate his thoughts.
On the contrary, Tuoba Lan was talkative. She recounted, “My sister and I are twins. In Xibo, twins mean uncertainty, so my late father sent my sister to an ordinary family.”
“When I was seven years old, I learned from my mother that I actually had a twin sister, so I went to see her secretly. The family named her Wei Wan, and she was raised very delicately. At that time, I felt it was fine for her to live like this all her life, but when we were ten years old, my father made a decision. He launched an attack on the newly established Jing Kingdom.”
“War brings chaos, but I do not resent my father. Do you know why?” Tuoba Lan asked and answered herself: “Because there was a severe drought in Northern Desert that year, and the people had no harvest. To prevent the people in Northern Desert from starving in the winter, we had no choice but to go out and rob.”
“We won that battle. My father brought back enough food for the people in the Northern Desert to survive the winter from Jing Kingdom, but…” Tuoba Lan looked a little sad. “But my sister also disappeared in that war. Although it was my father’s decision that year to send her away, he was still furious upon learning the news. He passed away soon after, leaving the throne to my brother.”
Tuoba Lan stared at the ceiling of the tent, tears running down the corners of her eyes. “To this day, I still remember my father’s expression before he died. His eyes were filled with regret and self-blame. With his last breath, he urged me and my brother to find our sister. We never gave up,” Tuoba Lan’s voice faltered. “Finally, after marrying into the Jing Kingdom, I received news about Wei Wan, but it was news of her death.”
“Guess how I received the news?” Tuoba Lan turned to Tan Chuyan, meeting his eyes. “It was because of your eyes. Your eyes are so similar to hers, especially the charm contained in them. You can’t hide it; it’s apparent at first glance.”
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A year later, Tan Hongchen approached Feng Chengjian with a portrait of Tan Chuyan, expressing his desire to choose Tan Chuyan as the sword bearer.
Tuoba Lan, assisting Feng Chengjian, was stunned when she saw the portrait and couldn’t help but ask one more question: “Who is this child?”
Tan Hongchen sighed and said, “He is the fifth prince. Despite being a prince, his life in the palace is worse than that of a servant, he lost his mother at birth.”
Tuoba Lan’s voice tightened: “Could you tell me about his mother?”
“Hey, his mother was also a hard-working person,” Tan Hongchen said. “I remember her name was Wei Wan. She was a maid sold into the palace over ten years ago. Later, my imperial brother… Anyway, he became infatuated with her, and she left after giving birth to Yan’er.”
“Yan’er?” Tuoba Lan suppressed her furious emotions: “His name is Yan’er?”
“Yes, the full name is Tan Chuyan, and the courtesy name is Yaoxu,” Tan Hongchen said with pride. “I named him Yaoxu, hoping he can be fearless against rumors from now on.”
“Well, it’s a good name.”
Perfunctorily, Tuoba Lan responded and stopped talking, sitting quietly beside Feng Chengjian.
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Recalling the past events, Tuoba Lan still couldn’t shake off her discomfort. She gritted her teeth and said, “Do you know why I didn’t stop them from making you the sword bearer? Because I believe your mother’s revenge needs your own hands to be fulfilled!”
Tuoba Lan sighed in relief, letting her emotions flow. “I don’t know why they later abandoned this idea and asked you to be a counselor instead. But it doesn’t matter; whether you’re a sword bearer or not, my brother and I will avenge my sister and my son. No need to rely on you.”
‘Her son’s revenge? Isn’t Feng Chilie her son? There’s nothing to avenge. Unless…’ Tan Chuyan’s eyes widened: “Who is Feng Chilie?!”