Chapter 5 of the Romantic Continent: Shocking Secrets

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When Wanzhen, the mistress of Linhu Residence, saw her father return with a somber expression, she was startled. Yang Jian had left looking so energetic and confident, but in the blink of an eye, he appeared lost and dazed.

"Father..."

Wanzhen began, but Yang Jian waved her hand, walked heavily into his room, and locked the door, not even coming out for a meal.

Although very worried, the usually gentle and quiet Wanzhen didn't knock on Yang Jian's door. She simply instructed the shop's staff to quickly get things done, a vague premonition that something was about to happen.

Wanzhen's premonition was correct. As night fell, Yang Jian reappeared before her, his expression heavy.

"Close early today. I have something to tell you."

Standing before Wanzhen, Yang Jian's expression was complex; his somewhat pale face looked so haggard that Wanzhen's heart pounded.

The unusually early closure of Linhuju surprised its regular customers. Frankly, since Ye Tianlong's major scandal, many had sensed that Linhuju was about to change. Perhaps they would never have the chance to taste its delicious food again.

Several waiters tidied up the shop, closed the door, and left. Under the dim light, Yang Jian and Wanzhen sat facing each other. Wanzhen anxiously awaited her father's words. Yang Jian's unprecedented demeanor made her suspect that what he was about to say was extraordinary.

For a long time, Yang Jian remained silent. His expression shifted between light and shadow, and the pain in his eyes clearly revealed his inner struggle and hesitation.

A heavy atmosphere enveloped the room. Wanzhen could almost feel the pressure of the air on her body. Her unease and doubt grew, and she even began to fear Yang Jian's next words.

A loud "pop!" echoed in the silent room, startling the two lost in their own thoughts. It was the flickering of the lamp's flame.

Yang Jian looked up, the dim light illuminating his slightly haggard face, conveying an indescribable feeling—helplessness, sorrow, or reluctance—Wanzhen didn't know.

"You're not actually my biological daughter!"

Finally, Yang Jian gritted his teeth and resolutely revealed this secret he had kept hidden for so many years. At that moment, a glimmer of light shone in his eyes.

"What?!"

Wanzhen abruptly raised her head, her bright eyes widening in shock. She was stunned by this sudden secret, her mind blank, only able to cry out in panic, "No, no! I..."

Having already spoken, Yang Jian no longer hesitated. He said with absolute certainty, "You are actually the little princess of the ancient Tianhe Kingdom. On the day the kingdom fell, I was entrusted by the late king to bring Your Highness out of Tianhe City."

Now that her identity was revealed, Yang Jian began to treat Wanzhen with the respect due to a subject. He continued respectfully, "The jade pendant Your Highness has worn since childhood is the national treasure of Tianhe Kingdom—the Snow Jade."

Wanzhen simply shook her head. The unimaginable truth of her origins deeply shocked her, leaving her almost unable to think straight. She simply couldn't accept this fact. She had thoroughly enjoyed her peaceful life for so many years; the simple and ordinary days brought her warmth, and she had fallen in love with this simple and happy life. But in that instant, everything turned out to be nothing more than a fleeting illusion. The life she had deliberately tried to avoid had mercilessly descended upon her; her illustrious status and noble lineage only added to her burdens.

It was for this reason that Wanzhen rejected Qingji and Ye Tianlong. She only wanted to be an ordinary person, living a quiet life. But reality played a cruel joke on her. No matter how much she refused to accept this identity, the existence of her lineage was an undeniable fact. She felt her heart bleeding; endless panic and sorrow spread through her. But since it was an inescapable reality, her denial was merely a temporary, futile resistance. She gradually weakened.

As Yang Jian recounted the secrets hidden in his heart in detail, Wanzhen's face grew increasingly pale. Finally, she weakly lowered her head, two streams of tears silently sliding down her cheeks and falling onto her clothes.

Seeing Wanzhen like this, Yang Jian slowly stopped speaking and simply gazed at her. In the flickering lamplight, Wanzhen's delicate body appeared so weak and powerless, leaning slumped against the table, seemingly too weak even to sit. Her small hands gripped the hem of her clothes, unconsciously clenching into fists, the pale backs of her hands revealing faint blue veins.

After a long while, Wanzhen slowly raised her head and softly asked, "Why tell me this now? Why never told me before?"

The blank tone in Wanzhen's voice stirred a pang of heartache in Yang Jian. He didn't know if what he was doing was right or wrong, but now that things had come to this point, he had no choice but to harden his heart and continue.

"Because this time it's to save His Highness's brother, His Highness Yisi!" Yang Jian's heavy tone struck Wanzhen again.

"My brother, I have a brother?" Wanzhen asked urgently, "Where is he?" Hearing news about one's family always stirs up deep emotions.

“Yes, the young man who frequented this place a few days ago was Princess Yisi.” Yang Jian looked at Wanzhen, who was staring at him nervously, and explained Yisi’s background in detail.

“So it was him…” Wanzhen murmured to herself, “No wonder he seemed so familiar to me.”

Yang Jian sighed and said, “That’s the bond between siblings, because we all share the same blood.”

“My…brother…was he really captured by Governor Ye?” Wanzhen spoke of her brother for the first time, and it felt strange, so she paused before continuing.

Yang Jian answered affirmatively, "They were indeed from the Eastern Governor's Office. I saw it very clearly!" He paused, then added, "They revealed their identities when they made the arrest."

He sighed with lingering fear, "It's unbelievable that the girl who came here a few times was actually the commander of the Imperial Guard. She's so pretty and delicate, petite and charming, yet her martial arts skills are so terrifying..."

Wan Zhen thought for a moment, then hesitated before saying, "Is it that girl named Long Ling'er?"

Yang Jian nodded, replying, "Yes, it's her! One of her claws could pierce through metal; I really don't know how she trained such small hands."

"Then how am I supposed to save my brother?" Wan Zhen paused, looking into Yang Jian's eyes, and said, "I don't know any martial arts at all."

Yang Jian remained silent, his gaze shifting left and right, seemingly unable to bear Wan Zhen's stare. After a long pause, she hesitated before saying, "I think that the Eastern Governor has a great fondness for Your Highness..."

Wanzhen's eyes widened suddenly, and she said urgently, "Should I go and beg Lord Ye? Such a big matter, I, a mere woman, can't possibly make a difference."

Yang Jian said slowly, "I've thought about it. Your Highness should first go to the Eastern Governor's office to plead for him. If Ye Tianlong refuses, then..."

"Then what should we do?" Wanzhen couldn't help but ask when she saw Yang Jian stammering.

Yang Jian didn't answer directly. Instead, he looked at the lamp on the table and said softly, "Your Highness, take a knife with you, and I will disguise myself as your attendant and follow you in. If pleading doesn't work, then we'll have to use force. The late king only has a little blood left; I'll risk my life to rescue Princess Yi Si."

Wan Zhen shivered. She sat there blankly for a long time before standing up and saying weakly, "Let me think about it some more... think about it..." As she spoke, she slowly walked towards her room, the lamplight casting her shadow longer and longer until she disappeared around the corner.

Yang Jian sat there silently, his eyes somewhat vacant. He didn't know what the outcome of his thoughts and actions would be, or what changes it would bring to Wan Zhen, but it was the only way he could rescue Yi Si. Seeing Long Ling'er's skills and the strength of the Eastern Governor's Guard, Yang Jian understood that he alone was no match for them. Even with several more of him, plus the regenerative abilities of the barbarian warriors, they might not be able to rescue Yi Si from the Eastern Governor's Mansion.

The next morning, before Linhu Residence even opened, Wanzhen opened her door. Pale-faced, she slowly walked out of her room. A few red lines appeared in her once clear and bright eyes, but her resolute gaze and steady steps revealed the conviction in her heart.

Seeing Yang Jian still sitting at the table, without even moving, Wanzhen knew he hadn't slept all night either.

Hearing Wanzhen's footsteps, Yang Jian abruptly raised his head, his slightly weary eyes filled with a questioning gaze—a mixture of worry, expectation, and apology…

“Father…”

Wanzhen began, but Yang Jian quickly waved his hand, saying, “Your Highness, please don’t call me that anymore.”

“Please let me call you that one more time!” Wanzhen’s eyes welled up with tears. “Father, thank you for your care over the years!”

Yang Jian’s heart trembled. He stood up abruptly, saying in a flustered voice, “Your Highness, this is…”

“I’ve made up my mind. Let me go save my brother!”

Wanzhen’s tone was firm and resolute. “No matter what, as a descendant of Tianhe, I must shoulder this responsibility.

I should also do something for my identity!” Since it was something he couldn’t escape, he had no choice but to face it. In any case, he had to do his part for Tianhe, not just because of that inexplicable kinship, but more importantly, because of Yang Jian’s years of nurturing. Perhaps it was this belief that made him so resolute.

"Then prepare yourselves, we'll go together." Yang Jian replied hastily, his voice trembling with mixed emotions of joy and sorrow.

"I can go alone, it's a way of repaying Father's kindness over the years!"

Yang Jian suddenly knelt at Wan Zhen's feet, his voice trembling as he said, "Your Highness..."

Wan Zhen quickly helped him up, tears welling in her eyes, "If I fail, Father, you can find another way."

"Your Highness, please don't call me that anymore, I really can't accept that!" Yang Jian gave a bitter smile, "I'm sorry, it might be too selfish of me to ask Your Highness to do such a thing for Princess Yi Si. I know how difficult it is, and if I don't let my subject go with me, I will never have peace of mind!"

Hearing the guard's report, Ye Tianlong was stunned. Wan Zhen actually came to him on her own initiative?

Since Princess Qian caused such a big scandal for him, Ye Tianlong hadn't gone to Linhu Residence. Firstly, he feared angering Wanzhen, which would be disastrous. Secondly, he had been incredibly busy lately, with his spare time being used for training by his master. Ye Tianlong didn't know why his master seemed more interested in teaching him than his favorite disciple, Feng Wu. However, the previous sparring sessions showed he had indeed benefited greatly from his master's instruction, so he willingly allowed himself to be ordered around and happily learned.

After this period of guidance from his master, Ye Tianlong truly grasped the essence of the martial arts he had learned from Fengyue Zhenjun. He was like a big child suddenly receiving a favorite toy, overjoyed.

Yang Jian followed behind Wanzhen, head down, step by step, past the guards. He was extremely nervous, afraid someone would notice his weakness. He was currently dressed as a servant, his darkened skin and coarse blue cloth attire perfectly matching his appearance, making him look like an unremarkable ordinary person.

Hearing Wanzhen greet the goddess warrior so naturally, Yang Jian was secretly surprised. This seemingly frail woman, powerless to even kill a chicken, possessed such courage; even he felt inferior. Yang Jian knew the terrifying strength of the women in the Eastern Governor's Mansion; any one of them was several times stronger than him. Lost in

thought, he climbed the steps. Just as he reached the entrance, two goddess warriors guarding the door stopped him. Someone of his status was not allowed to enter the main hall of the Eastern Governor's Mansion. Yang Jian suddenly realized this and regretted his clumsy attempt to disguise himself as a servant.

Wanzhen gave Yang Jian a deep look, then told him to stay outside, and walked in slowly and resolutely. Ye Tianlong was already standing below, smiling to greet him.

"It's an honor to have Miss Wanzhen grace us with her presence. Please, have a seat!"

Ye Tianlong personally guided Wanzhen to her seat, where fragrant tea was served.

"May I ask what brings Miss Wanzhen here?"

After the pleasantries, Ye Tianlong immediately got to the point. Because of the previous incident, he had to speak to Wanzhen in a very formal tone to avoid any awkwardness.

Wanzhen glanced at Yuzhu and Cynthia standing behind Ye Tianlong, her hesitant expression clearly revealing her reluctance to speak. Ye Tianlong couldn't help but smile and say, "It's alright. They're like family to me. There's nothing I wouldn't want them to know."

Wanzhen's face flushed slightly as she picked up her teacup and took a sip. Seeing Wanzhen's expression, Yuzhu chuckled inwardly. She leaned close to Ye Tianlong's ear and whispered, "Young Master, let's go outside for a bit. Wanzhen seems a little shy; perhaps it's something good?" Ye

Tianlong's heart skipped a beat at Yuzhu's words. His eyes lit up, and he peeked at Wanzhen before nodding.

After Yuzhu and Cynthia disappeared through the doorway, Wanzhen raised her head and looked at Ye Tianlong, slowly saying, "Lord Ye, I've come to plead for you!"

"Plead for me?" Ye Tianlong looked at Wanzhen in great surprise.

“Yes!” Wanzhen hurriedly replied, “Lord Ye, didn’t you arrest a young man in Xing’an Ward yesterday?”

Ye Tianlong said “Oh,” and looked at Wanzhen with interest, “Your information network is really impressive! What’s your relationship with that person?”

Wanzhen thought for a moment and said, “He’s a friend of mine.”

“Just an ordinary friend? He’s involved in a very serious crime!” Ye Tianlong looked at Wanzhen’s somewhat pale face with a half-smile.

Wanzhen blushed and hesitated before saying, “He’s my best friend.” As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted them, and sure enough, Ye Tianlong’s reaction became even stronger.

“Hmph,” Ye Tianlong’s expression changed, “That’s definitely my enemy! I’ll have him beheaded!”

Wanzhen was alarmed and hurriedly said, “No, no!”

Seeing Wanzhen's anxious state, Ye Tianlong became even angrier. This clearly indicated that the guy's relationship with Wanzhen was extraordinary. He said fiercely, "That guy is the mastermind behind the assassination of an important imperial official. He's already guilty enough, and now he wants to compete with me for a woman. I won't rest until I've chopped him into seven or eight pieces!"

Wanzhen's face turned even redder. This man was really rough; he actually said his feelings so directly. Although she was mentally prepared, her thin skin still betrayed her feelings. Just as she was about to speak again, Yuzhu quickly flashed in and whispered something in Ye Tianlong's ear.

Ye Tianlong's expression changed. He glanced at the bewildered Wanzhen, and the enigmatic look in his eyes startled her. An ominous premonition immediately rose in her heart.

Ye Tianlong suddenly stood up, patted Yuzhu's shoulder, stopped her questioning gaze with his eyes, and then said to Wanzhen, "Come with me!"

Wanzhen followed Ye Tianlong into a secret room in the back with trepidation. She noticed that Yuzhu and Cynthia were guarding the door, and the two of them were exuding an aura that made her very afraid, a complete change from the gentle feeling they had shown her before.

After closing the door, Ye Tianlong asked in a deep voice, "Who exactly is that servant you just brought?"

Wanzhen's delicate body trembled, and she stared blankly at Ye Tianlong, asking in bewilderment, "What happened?"

Ye Tianlong chuckled, walked up to Wanzhen, stared into her eyes, and said, "He was actually carrying a hidden weapon and was plotting something, but unfortunately, my men discovered him." It was Yang Jian's bad luck; he wouldn't have been in trouble otherwise, but unfortunately, Long Ling'er happened to pass by him and, after overhearing the guards' conversation, suddenly became interested in him. This was also due to Wanzhen's great reputation; Long Ling'er would naturally be curious about this woman with superb culinary skills, the one Ye Tianlong had been pursuing for so long.

In this way, Yang Jian, who was completely focused on Wanzhen's operation, inadvertently confessed.

"No way!" Wanzhen exclaimed in horror. Yang Jian had actually been exposed. Although she had imagined many possibilities, she still couldn't bear the reality of it. Her face was drained of color, and her legs seemed unable to support her delicate body any longer. Taking advantage of the situation,

Ye Tianlong pulled Wan Zhen's swaying body into his arms, the sweet fragrance emanating from the clean-cut young woman filling him with joy.

A strange light flashed in Wan Zhen's eyes as her small hand touched the cold object in her arms. But before she could react, Ye Tianlong's large hand had already slipped inside her bosom, gently yet firmly taking the dagger from her hand.

Ye Tianlong held the dagger before his eyes; the dazzling blade was exquisitely ornate, with a hilt wrapped in gold thread, a cloud-shaped handle made of a single piece of purple agate, and a five-inch blade engraved with intricate patterns of dragons playing with pearls. The entire blade exuded a chilling aura, a sinister killing intent leaping forth.

"The man who taught you to do this deserves to die!" A genuine rage surged within Ye Tianlong.

“How could a delicate woman like you do such a thing? Even if you drew that knife, it wouldn't do any good. Do you really think you can harm a true master of martial arts?”

Tears finally streamed down Wan Zhen's face. Thinking of her background and situation, she had no strength left. Her delicate body slumped into Ye Tianlong's arms, her tear-streaked face causing Ye Tianlong a pang of heartache.

The intelligent Wan Zhen had long understood the implications of Yang Jian's suggestion. It was virtually impossible for a weak woman like her to coerce a highly skilled man like Ye Tianlong. Her role was merely to attract Ye Tianlong's attention, facilitating Yang Jian's own actions. But despite his calculations, he hadn't anticipated that he wouldn't even have a chance to get close to Ye Tianlong.

Of course, Yang Jian might have another plan: to use Wan Zhen to exchange for Yi Si's safety. This was what Wan Zhen later thought of, the only feasible solution she could come up with after realizing the responsibilities of her identity. But the thought of Yang Jian's years of nurturing, only to have him sacrifice himself for the greater good, filled her with unbearable heartache. Just a day before, she had been nothing more than an ordinary, frail woman!

Although Ye Tianlong didn't understand why Wanzhen was doing this, or why she was so heartbroken, his naturally compassionate heart stirred. He pulled Wanzhen's delicate body into his arms, gently wiping away her tears with the other, and softly said, "Don't cry, I will never hurt you!" Seeing that she showed no sign of stopping, Ye Tianlong focused on comforting her, while also taking the opportunity to take advantage of her brotherly nature.

After a while, seeing that Wanzhen was still sobbing, Ye Tianlong whispered in her ear, "Oh dear, if you keep crying, my clothes will be completely soaked!"

Hearing this, Wanzhen raised her head somewhat embarrassedly and moved away from Ye Tianlong's embrace. Ye Tianlong quickly said, "Seeing you crying like a big mess makes you look much uglier!"

Wanzhen couldn't help but retort, "I've never been a pretty woman to begin with!" As she spoke, her mood began to calm down. She also felt strangely that being with this man made her feel a kind of inexplicable ease and peace of mind, something she had never felt before.

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