âMy situation is a little different from Ah Yuanâs.â With his own rebirth as a foundation, her being a transmigrator wasnât that unbelievable anymore, and Jing Wan also wasnât worried that he wonât be able to accept. Jing Wan organized her words inside, âI came from another place, a place that can never be found here. Ah Yuan coming back, what you crossed was the river of time, just like reversing the flow of time, but what I crossed was probably space, space, how to explain, just likeâ¦â¦â¦â¦.â
âJust like two incense balls, Qi Yuan, as well as everything that can extend from Qi Yuan, all exist in this ball. Even if my life started over again, itâs all still this ball. And the place Wan Wan came from exist in another incense ball. Between the two incense ball, under normal circumstances, itâs impossible to interconnect, unable to touch one another.â Li Hong Yuan followed up.
Jing Wan astonishingly looked to Li Hong Yuan. This ability to comprehend was impressive. After all, exactly what happened, Jing Wan didnât know either. If one were to insist on explaining, she may not necessarily be able to explain clearer than this explanation. Jing Wan felt, if this man were to go to the world of her past life, then he probably wonât, because of being an âold relicâ, make a fool of himself.
âMore or less this meaning. In a certain sense, it can also be considered me reincarnating, yet carrying the memories of my previous life. That place is greatly different from this place, but its history nevertheless shared similarities with this place as well as the history before Qi Yuan. The geographical location also have very many similarities, but the era I lived in was completely different from the current Qi Yuanâs backdropâ¦â¦â¦â Jing Wan carried a bit of reminisce, slowly explaining.
(T/N: Although similar, Qi Yuan never existed in Jing Wanâs original world.)
Li Hong Yuan attentively listened. Although he had already predicted that the place Wan Wan once lived might be very different, but this difference nevertheless still far surpassed his imagination. Although it wasnât that he wasnât able to accept, many things were all worth looking forward to.
âWhat Wan Wan said was all about the world you once lived in, but what about you? Combining freedom, and the choice to come together or break apart, how many men have Wan Wan been with before?â Li Hong Yuan raised his head to look at Jing Wan, his eyes pitch black, clearly about to âchange faceâ at a momentâs notice.
âThatâs just a way to get to know each other and further the relationship before marriage. Compared to Ah Yuan having many wives and concubines, it seemingly canât be considered anything, right? What, just allowing the officials to set fire, but not allow the people to light lanterns[1]? Jin Qinwang, you canât be like this.â Jing Wan softly laughed.
Li Hong Yuan complexion was very bad, but he was very clear that digging into this was purely just ruining their relationship. Moreover, in the environment Wan Wan was in at the time, it was just inherently like so, just like how at present, in Qi Yuan, men having multiple wives and concubines was the norm. There was nothing to criticize. Thatâs why, even if unhappy inside, he can only pinch his nose and accept.
âHowever, I had just one, at most also just holding hands, and because I wasnât willing to go any further than that, he just broke up with me.â Jing Wan smilingly continued.
Li Hong Yuanâs expression immediately improved, âItâs good that you broke up, that kind of guy that just wants to be frivolous and rude to girls, whatâs the point of keeping. Wan Wan shouldâve long broken up with him.â
Jing Wan used her finger to lightly caress the side of Li Hong Yuanâs face, gently smiling, not saying anything. As long as he was happy.
âIn other words, Wan Wan didnât marry?â
âNo, over there, the law had requirements for the age of marriage. In our country, for women, itâs twenty years old. When I left that world, I was already over twenty. However, I never thought of wanting to marry. Moreover, there isnât any rule where one must marry when one comes of age. Choosing to be single for oneâs whole life isnât a problem either. Of course, the premise being that oneâs family wonât nag.â
âWan Wanâs family must have been quite well off?â Li Hong Yuan was deeply aware of how the environment influences a person, molding a personâs personality and shaping a personâs behavior and habits. Since Wan Wan at the time was already over twenty, then many things have already taken shape. Even if sheâs spent ten plus years with the Luo family, the things that were already deep in her bones were very difficult to change, especially the unyielding and resolute nature Li Hong Yuan has witnessed on Jing Wan. The more it was like this, the harder it was to change some things.
âCan be considered the case, after all, similarly an official family. Although the government officials of that place greatly differ from the officials of Qi Yuan, but more or less all have commonalities. Moreover, that father of mine, the position he resided in wasnât considered low either, so certainly different from ordinary people. His demands towards me were also very high, after all, at least on the surface, I was his only child, intending to have me raised into the most outstanding upper class young lady, so that he can use me to climb higher. Thus, I naturally had the best upbringing.â
Jing Wan expression dulled. It was obvious, towards that father, she didnât have any good feelings.
âWan Wan seemingly also know some things that a well off person wonât really know, did something happen to your family later on?â
âAh.â Jing Wan raised her head, sinking into her memories, also carrying faint sorrow, âHe betrayed my mother. The woman he raised outside even arrogantly appeared before my mother with a big belly. However, my mother was originally planning on getting a divorce with him anyways. Over there, a couple not getting along and just divorcing is very normal. After divorcing, both sides can also remarry. However, that man, as a government official, his conduct having problems certainly wonât do. After all, monogamy was set by the law. It wasnât easy for my mother to get a divorce, the two sides going back and forth for a very long time. Just when the results were about to come out, both of them got into an accident at the same time, both dying, just leaving behind me and my grandmother. Not long after, the matter of him, as an official, colluding with thugs, got exposed, but since he was already dead, that was also just left at that. After all, the family wonât be treated as guilty by association, just our family property all got seized. And those thugs seemingly because of him suffered losses, but because he had died, those thugs naturally just looked for me and my grandmother. For a period of time, I lived a life of wandering around without a home with my grandmother. Grandmother was a woman from a scholarly family, having extremely good upbringing. Because of her sincere teachings, I thus didnât walk down a crooked path. However, grandmotherâs originally healthy body had also worn down already, and a few years later, just passed away. That period of time was very terrible for me, living muddily. Afterwards one day, I seemingly just fainted suddenly. When I gained consciousness again, I just knew, the original me more or less already died, and I had reincarnated. However, I seemingly forgot to drink Granny Mengâs soup[2], the various things of my past life all still remembering.â
Jing Wan lowered her head to look at Li Hong Yuan, her eye sockets already somewhat red.
âWan Wan right now has me, and the Luo family is also your family. The majority of them are all good.â Li Hong Yuan softly said.
Itâs no wonder she has disliked concubines and such since childhood, and towards men being frivolous, she also exceptionally hated, and towards Luo Old Madam, exceptionally close.
âEn, I know. Actually, my grandmother from my past life has already passed away, so I donât have any attachments either. My past lifeâs grandmother, and my current grandmother, in certain areas, were actually quite similar. I donât deny that at first, the reason why I got close to my grandmother was because I was shifting my feelings onto her. But as time passed, those feelings also became genuine.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIf you miss Luo Old Madam, then just find some time to go back to visit her.â
âOh, this while, suddenly this magnanimous? Who was it that just sulks because I stayed a bit too long at the Luo Manor?â Jing Wan teased, the dejected feeling inside scattering a little.
Li Hong Yuan coldly snorted, âHow much longer can Luo Old Madam live for? In any case, the one that will be by your side in the future for your whole life will be me.â
Jing Wan paused, âAh Yuan, thank you.â Lowering her head, she just kissed Li Hong Yuan on his lips.
âJust done with a line of thanks?â
âBut aside from this, I donât have anything else. After all, Iâm already yours, and my entire life also all given to you.â
These words can be said to have greatly pleased the living Enma, âWhat do you mean you donât have anything else. Am I not yours? Is the enormous Jin Qinwang Manor not yours?â
The Jin Qinwang with maxed out sweet talk skills sure enough also greatly pleased Jin Wangfei.
Certain emotions began lingering again. Jing Wan firmly changed the topic, âSince Ah Yuanâs skill in gongbi is this good, how about we work on a painting together, I draw you, and you draw me, how about it?â Painting a portrait for Li Hong Yuan can be said to be the peak of Jing Wanâs gongbi level, especially that first portrait, extremely realistic. In the future, afraid it will forever be difficult to exceed that level.
âWhy not?â Li Hong Yuan got up, pulling Jing Wanâs hand, sitting behind the desk again, âYou first or me first?â
âHow about together, each draw one, and after we finish, have the other party fill in the other half. See who in the end can harmonize better?â
âThe ideaâs not bad, but Wan Wan, if you lose, you canât cry later.â Li Hong Yuanâs long slender fingers scraped the tip of Jing Wanâs nose.
Jing Wan lightly swatted aside his hand, âItâs not like Iâm someone that would get jealous at the talented, so how can I possibly cry. Besides, even if my painting skills are not as good as yours, this isnât something one can win just relying on painting skills. After all, having not discussed the composition in advance, anything can happen. As such, who will win is still unknown.â
âIs that so, then this husband will wait and see.â Li Hong Yuan smiled lightly, compellingly handsome.
[1] See historical notes
[2] Granny Meng is a figure in ancient chinese mythology who resides by the bridge the dead cross, passing out her soup to all the souls heading to reincarnate so that they can erase their previous lifeâs memories.
T/N: This timeline drawing is still so useful after all this time.
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