Chapter 993: Chapter 993
After eliminating Fan Jingtian, the lackey of the Time Administration Bureau, there was another arduous seven days of world-ending events, and she indeed had no time to stop.
He Jia was slightly moved, leaning down, raising his hand, and slowly placing it on her head.
Like many times before, gently patting with a reassuring and steady power.
His voice softened, "Brother is here."
It felt like going back to many years ago, before the palace upheaval ended, when the capital of the Ning Dynasty hadn’t yet moved to Fengyuan, and the siblings were rushing around the Northwest to evade pursuers.
Those days were tough, but finding joy in hardships seemed even more precious.
They had accompanied each other for too long, flesh and blood intertwined, hard to separate.
"I know." Ye Wanlan was silent for a moment and said, "I’ve always known."
With He Jia around, she had no worries.
But three hundred years ago, ultimately, she walked ahead.
Time was quiet, the wind softly whispering.
After a long, long silence, He Jia finally spoke, "Xiao Lan, but there is one thing, Prince Brother—"
"Prince Brother!" Ye Wanlan suddenly interrupted him, "I know what you want to say, but I don’t want to hear it."
He Jia’s voice stopped, he closed his eyes slightly, "Alright, then Prince Brother won’t say it."
This matter, not only these two were aware, but also Xie Linyuan, Hua Yingyue, and others knew in their hearts, only they did not speak out.
Perhaps by not saying it, it could be assumed that this thing wouldn’t happen.
But, how long could they deceive themselves?
"Xiao Lan, you’ve been asleep for three days, the bodies have been cleaned up thoroughly," He Jia turned around, "those three just woke up, waiting for you to interrogate them personally."
Ye Wanlan followed behind him outside, once outside, the sunlight appeared even more intense.
"But this time the commotion was huge, even with the Vajra Cover protecting Shenzhou, it’s impossible to completely hide it from the public," He Jia continued.
"Prince Brother, I never intended to hide it," Ye Wanlan looked back at him, "your merits, Yingyue’s actions, should not be erased."
He Jia’s expression was indifferent, "I’ve never cared for such vanity."
"But history needs to be remembered, Prince Brother, you shouldn’t be forgotten either," Ye Wanlan said seriously.
"Alright." He Jia smiled faintly, "Whatever you want to do, go ahead, Prince Brother will help you. Since you’ve already decided, who can change your mind?"
Ye Wanlan and He Jia walked side by side outwards, she said leisurely, "But if Prince Brother harshly disciplined me, I might still listen."
"Oh?" He Jia shook his head, "But as your brother, I truly can’t be harsh to you."
Except for when she’s risking her life, he wouldn’t even use a heavy word on her.
This was the sister he raised by hand; she deserves the best the world has to offer.
The garden was filled with familiar faces around a large table.
Everyone was glad to see her.
"Ah Lan, come quickly, we’ve been waiting for you."
The table was already filled with dishes, warm, timed just right.
Ye Wanlan sat next to Yan Tingfeng, she could naturally recognize his handiwork: "Well done, Tingting."
"Not hard at all." Yan Tingfeng placed the spoon and chopsticks before her, turned and smiled, "Brother, have a taste, not sure if it’s to your liking."
He Jia said nothing, picked up chopsticks, and tasted a piece of fish.
After eating, he glanced at Yan Tingfeng, "Good skills."
Yan Tingfeng lightly blinked, smiled, "It’s Brother’s good teaching."
He Jia’s chopsticks paused, a questioning look in his eyes.
When did he teach the Master of Highest Heaven Tower?
He Jia certainly noticed that the dishes placed before Ye Wanlan were all her favorites, also what he used to frequently make for her.
If he actually taught all these to the Master, he would punish himself even in his dreams.
The atmosphere suddenly froze, the temperature sharply dropped.
"It’s... about that." Xiang Shaoyu shakily raised his hand, "The books you left in Yongning Palace, ancestor, were found, including a cookbook recording Miss Ye’s preferences..."
Hearing this, He Jia hummed faintly, "You’ve learned fast."
He took another piece of fish.
"Today, we gather here to celebrate our victory in the Second Battle of Ten Thousand Armies." Xiang Mingyu raised his glass in hand. "Thanks to everyone, at the last moment, we still stayed united."
Flourishing Divine Land.
These eight characters are easy to write and speak, but achieving it is not simple.
This is a road paved with the bones and blood of countless people.
Once you step on this road, there’s no turning back.