Chapter 1962: Chapter 1961: Complicated Emotions
Wang Ling is Wang Li’s daughter and Wang Ye’s aunt, but she just turned 15 this year, making her a year younger than Wang Ye. Although she’s not as outstanding as Xia Qin, she’s quite remarkable within the Wang family and respected by everyone.
"Ah, Wang Ye, you’re awake."
Wang Ling slowly walked in, looking at Wang Ye who had already risen from the bed, her expression quite pleasant.
"It’s good that he’s awake. His face doesn’t look like he’s seriously ill. Thank you, Master," Wang Ling said as she made way for her own person.
After putting the medicine box on the table, Situ sat across from Wang Ye, pointing at his pulse and checking it for a while.
’Master Situ, how is Wang Ye’s body? Is it serious?’ Wang Ling asked loudly, very nervous and worried.
Wang Ling looked at Situ. He remained silent, but his expression was very solemn.
How could he not be aware that Wang Ye’s sudden coma was abnormal?
Situ tried his best to conceal it, but his words still carried a hint of regret. A child of heaven cannot marry someone worthless, nor someone without a future.
"That’s good."
Wang Li breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
It’s very thoughtful of Master Situ to come so early to accompany me. Old Hong, please take Master Situ to the hall to rest.
"No need."
Situ waved his hand and picked up the medicine box.
"He’s fine, so I won’t stay here. Congratulations, Elder Wang."
"Don’t forget to come for the wedding feast. Old Hong, see the master off."
"Is your body really okay? Is there any discomfort?"
As soon as Situ left, Wang Ling frowned and asked, still worried.
Previously, Wang Ye had also suddenly fainted, his body temperature plummeted, causing a great injury to his Vital Energy, but he had never fainted due to overexcitement.
However, Wang Ye now seemed calm and composed, which quickly made him doubtful.
’Grandpa, don’t worry, I’m truly okay."
Wang Ye said with a relaxed expression. Seeing Wang Li’s worried look and his head full of white hair, he couldn’t help but feel a sour taste in his nose.
The Wang family has five elders, Wang Ye is the fifth elder, but he is the strongest Xuan Practitioner in the Wang family.
Five years ago, he reached the Lingxuan Level ten, and now he’s at the pinnacle of Lingxuan Level ten. He just needs one opportunity to break through the Lingxuan Level and reach the Dixuan Realm, which is the dream of countless Xuan Realm disciples.
Wang Li is only 55 years old this year, with the highest strength in the Lingxuan Realm, yet his hair is already white. Every time he sees that head of white hair, Wang Ye’s heart sinks.
No one in Flowing Cloud City knows why Wang Ye turned white in middle age.
Having forever lost his son and wife, people can only imagine how Wang Li got through those years. His snow-white hair is full of unspeakable pain, sorrow, and hatred.
To this day, it’s still undetermined who killed Xiao Yin.
So he placed all his hopes on Wang Ye.
Yet, the cruel fact of his congenital damaged Mysterious Veins suddenly emerged in his life.
However, he showed no disappointment or resentment towards his hopeless grandson.
Instead, he cared for him with an almost affectionate approach. In his eyes, the fact that he was born with damaged Mysterious Veins was already an unfair fate, deserving condemnation, indifference, and ridicule rather than care and compensation. Over the years, he’s been searching for various medicines that could repair the Mysterious Veins, but broken Mysterious Veins are like severed lifelines, not easily mended, are they?
Having such a grandfather, Wang Ye grew up amid the cold stares of those around him, yet he still feels fortunate.
Looking at Wang Li’s pale hair, Wang Ye’s gaze gradually becomes resolute.
I’m glad you seem fine."
He expressed relief and looked at the light outside.
If it were Wang Ye from yesterday, he would surely respond.
"Ride the sedan."
Though he’s the elder’s grandson, away from his status, he has no use.
On the way to the bridal chamber, he would undoubtedly be pointed at and mocked by countless people. But now, Wang Ye smiled lightly.
’’Of course, I’ll ride a horse!"
"Grandpa, rest assured, even if Master Xia Qin is a noble, she’s already destined to be the Wang family’s bride, just marry her uprightly, and you won’t lose face for Grandpa."
Wang Li’s expression paused for a moment, seemingly surprised by his words, but still smiled calmly with a slight nod.
"Alright."
Those short words were filled with nostalgic happiness. He paced around, then quietly closed the door and left the room.
As soon as he left, Wang Ling suddenly stood in front of Wang Ye, her lips slightly curving and her eyes somewhat gloomy.
"Despite having barely met Xiao Qingye, you seem to favor her."
"Besides, she’s the first beauty in Yun City."
Wang Ye hurriedly waved his hand, saying.
"How is that possible? Xia Qingyue is indeed beautiful, but Aunt is even more beautiful!"
"How could I faint because of her? If Aunt were by my side every day, I don’t know how many times I’d faint in my life."
"Hey hey hey." Wang Ling’s pretty, tense face relaxed, and she smiled sweetly.
"In the end, you’re saying this to please me."
"I don’t know how many people dream of marrying her."
As she spoke, Wang Ling appeared proud, but gradually, her gaze flickered again, and her voice softened.
"Just feels too fast, Wang Ye is about to settle down."
"Knock, knock, knock."
The sound of knocking came, followed by the old and calm voice. "Young Master, the Auspicious Time is approaching, you should go to the Xia Family to fetch the bride."
"Ah....so soon?"
Wang Ling glanced at Wang Ye’s clothes, feeling a bit uneasy.
"Uncle Hong, please wait a moment, it’ll be ready soon."
This garment is troublesome, and after what just happened, it became quite bothersome. This garment is troublesome, and after what just happened, it became quite bothersome again.
A pair of snow-white and gentle hands hurriedly flattened his turned-up collar and began retying the loose belt.・・・・・・Her movements were clumsy but unmistakably earnest and focused.
Wang Ye silently stared at her, his gaze gradually turning dreamy.
Today, he planned to marry Xia Qin, but he knew in his heart that Xia Qin wasn’t truly willing to marry him.
If it weren’t for the promise between his father and Xia Qin’s father back then, Xia Qin wouldn’t have spared him a glance, let alone married him.
The truly kind ones to him in this world are only his grandfather and his aunt.
As a child, Wang Ling followed Wang Ye like a little cat, wherever he went, she followed.
When Wang Ye was confirmed to have slaughtered Xuanwu at the age of 10, Wang Ling grew up overnight, realizing the consequences of slaughtering Xuanwu and understanding the concept of ’aunt’s identity.
