Chapter 645, Xu Hongyi’s Half Letter
Morning, in the kitchen of the Sang residence.
“Lady… didn’t sleep well last night?”
“Not just last night.” Zhang Xiaoying said gloomily, sporting two black circles under her eyes, “I haven’t slept well for several days.”
Aunt Yu immediately recognized the cue and fell silent.
Of course, she knew that Zhang Xiaoying was still brooding over the primordial spirit inside her daughter’s body.
“No way.”
Zhang Xiaoying angrily put down the half-peeled garlic: “Just the thought of some woman I’ve never met possibly using my daughter’s body to get cozy with my husband makes me feel utterly uncomfortable.”
“Uh, perhaps Lady is overthinking? I think Miss isn’t possessed, just a normal child’s mindset—”
“That thing is what Bai Ming talked about… what was it called? Something like ‘Xue’ and a cat.”
Zhang Xiaoying lamented: “Before I find Xu Hongyi, my daughter is in a state where she could either be possessed or not.”
“This situation is wearing me out! I don’t even know if this is related to Xu Hongyi, but just the possibility makes me feel all crawly inside.”
“Uh… haha, yeah, maybe.”
Aunt Yu chuckled awkwardly.
Even though she had lived far longer than Zhang Xiaoying, she had absolutely no say when it came to children.
Does every woman become so anxious after having kids?
What if I end up having the lord’s child too? Will I turn out like this? Just the thought made Aunt Yu’s cheeks flush and her heart race.
“Aunt Yu, the pot is going to burn dry.”
“Ah, sorry, Lady, I spaced out…”
As Aunt Yu flustered to add water to the pot, suddenly, Long Huan’s breathless voice came from the entrance:
“X-Xiao Ying sister! Something… has appeared!”
“What has appeared?”
“The W-Wheel of Time!”
Zhang Xiaoying’s beautiful eyes widened instantly.
As she hurriedly removed her apron while running, she found Yan Rouwan and Nian Nian already waiting with serious expressions in the hall.
“Has it been born?”
“Just born.” Yan Rouwan said softly, “In the Monster Domain, not far from Myriad Thunder Abyss.”
Zhang Xiaoying asked again, “Does my husband know?”
“Not yet… he’s still accompanying Little Ying You to learn some home dance at the comic convention.”
“Shouldn’t we notify Young Master Sang first?” Nian Nian couldn’t hold back.
Zhang Xiaoying pondered for a moment and decisively shook her head: “Let me see the result with my own eyes first before telling my husband.”
“After all, who knows how much Xu Hongyi weighs in my husband’s heart? What if he doesn’t want to hurt my feelings and won’t tell me the truth?”
“Um, I don’t think Young Master Sang would—”
“Listen to me.” Zhang Xiaoying looked seriously at the two, “This is very important to me.”
Nian Nian and Yan Rouwan exchanged glances, both recognizing the mutual exasperation in each other’s eyes.
“Alright.”
Yan Rouwan gently raised her hand and casually drew a crack, reaching inside for a moment before pulling out something.
In her palm lay an ancient circular wheel, faintly shimmering with golden patterns.
“The Wheel of Time can reference time, and coupled with the Causal Lotus, it can trace back any event’s cause in the river of time.”
Yan Rouwan said softly, “We just need to return to the time before Xu Hongyi reclaimed her causality, find her, and we can follow the causality to locate her.”
“If you’re ready, I’ll start now.”
Zhang Xiaoying swallowed hard and nodded earnestly.
Yan Rouwan took a deep breath, and the Wheel of Time began to spin slowly.
The surrounding scene suddenly morphed into a vibrant stream of light and started to rush backward.
The speed increased, gradually creating a blurred screen.
Zhang Xiaoying’s mood became inexplicably tense, unsure if it was excitement or anxiety.
As the screen’s speed began to slow, the surroundings gradually revealed an image.
…It was an unimaginably vast palace.
Inside the empty and lonely palace, only a few pieces of furniture were vaguely placed in the middle. There was a bed, tea table, and vanity, looking like a woman’s boudoir.
Zhang Xiaoying caught a glimpse of a figure sitting at the vanity.
“That person is Xu Hongyi?”
“Yes and no,” Yan Rouwan frowned, “But there’s a small problem.”
“…I think I may have gone too far back.”
Zhang Xiaoying: “?”
“It’s not the time when Xu Hongyi is looking back at herself; it’s a time a little earlier.”
Yan Rouwan said fretfully: “But I’m not sure how far back—let me figure this out.”
“No, it’s fine.”
Zhang Xiaoying suddenly said.
She slowly walked toward the distant girl, getting closer until she could clearly see the girl’s facial contours.
The girl was extraordinarily beautiful, clad in a fiery red dress that contrasted with her skin as white as jade, her plump cherry lips alluring, she was a beauty that would take anyone, even Zhang Xiaoying, by surprise.
At this moment, she was sitting at the vanity, her face full of excitement.
…Watching a striptease video of Young Master Sang.
Zhang Xiaoying: “…”
Yan Rouwan: “…Uh. I know about this. It’s a P-video, pretty popular on the dark web; quite a few of Young Master Sang’s female fans have bought it.”
Nian Nian: “…How do you know? Did you buy it too?”
Yan Rouwan: “…Why do you say ‘too’?”
Zhang Xiaoying shot a look at the two.
Both averted their gaze, pretending to admire the scenery.
“However, I have to say.” Zhang Xiaoying suddenly whispered, “At first, I always thought Xu Hongyi, as a Primordial Deity, should be a mysterious and pure goddess.”
“Now it seems… she’s not much different from us common folks.”
“Let’s keep rewinding.”
Yan Rouwan nodded, and the Wheel of Time spun again, causing the surrounding scenery to turn back into a screen of light.
When the screen slowly paused again, they were still in the same vast and empty palace.
However, this time, Xu Hongyi was no longer watching that blush-inducing video.
She was reading a letter.
The Wheel of Time could only reference time and not alter it, so Zhang Xiaoying and the others boldly crowded around, craning their necks to peek at the letter.
The handwriting on the letter felt familiar, resembling Young Master Sang’s style.
The opening read, addressed to Xu Hongyi.
“Hongyi, seeing this letter feels like seeing you.”
“What I’m about to tell you, listen carefully.”
Xu Hongyi read closely while Zhang Xiaoying and her friends were equally engrossed.
“When you see this letter, I should have attained my wish and become a mortal.”
“Though leaving like this without a word feels a bit unfair to you, it’s alright.”
“I will always be your closest kin.”
“If in the future, when we meet again, I might not recognize you.”
“Don’t be afraid.”
“I’ll teach you how to court me.”
Zhang Xiaoying: “…?”