She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 254: The First Holy Maiden, Playing Out of Bounds

Chapter 254: Chapter 254: The First Holy Maiden, Playing Out of Bounds

Yan Li’an had been secretly investigating those inexplicable fragments in his mind these days.

He always felt those fragments were important.

In the fragments, there was always a young woman he found familiar, yet he could never quite recall her eyes.

He could vaguely see from the images that when the woman wore a peach-red Luo dress, she was especially beautiful.

Red lips, white teeth, a small palm-sized face, and a delicate nose... Every feature was just right. The only regret was that the place where her eyes should be was always veiled by layers of fog.

Yan Li’an was too curious.

That’s why he took the risk and acted prematurely.

Pretending to be the Sect Hierarch, he ordered Abiao to capture Yan Wanqing.

"I’ve always had a question I wanted to ask you, why did you seem so familiar with me the first time we met..." Yan Li’an slowly started, "A normal woman wouldn’t be so bold as to call a stranger brother upon their first meeting."

If Yan Wanqing had ulterior motives toward him, that would be understandable.

But the way she looked at him was clear and bright, obviously treating him as a real brother.

"It was not the first time we met. The first time we met, you shot a hidden weapon at me." Yan Wanqing pointed at her chest, "The scar is still there."

She still remembered that debt.

If Yan Li’an were to recover his memory later on, she intended to claim back everything she was owed, with interest.

At this, a flicker of unnaturalness passed through Yan Li’an’s eyes.

He had thought she didn’t remember, so he deliberately did not bring it up.

If that was the case, what was her purpose in getting close to him?

"Brother, if you have this question today, you must have remembered many things unrelated to now." Yan Wanqing could see the bewilderment and confusion flickering in his pupils, which was very different from the cold-blooded ruthlessness when they first met.

It seemed that her shameless, persistent tactics had some effect.

Yan Li’an did not respond.

Yan Wanqing knew she had hit the mark.

Her heart rejoiced.

She pulled out a jade pendant from her bosom.

It was a round jade pendant, shining with a warm luster under the candlelight, clearly well-treasured by its owner.

There wasn’t much decoration on it, simply strung with a red cord, with the character "Yan" engraved on it.

As soon as the jade pendant appeared, Yan Li’an’s mind suddenly felt as if it had been struck by a hammer, and his complexion paled a few shades.

He only felt as if a flood of shouts flashed before his eyes, and all around him was a sea of blood and wailing.

"Big brother? Big brother, are you alright?" Yan Wanqing saw his distracted state, his lips colorless, and hurriedly stepped forward to push his shoulder.

Yan Li’an raised his hand to stop her, "It’s nothing... just some rather unpleasant fragments suddenly coming to my mind."

"What fragments?" Yan Wanqing asked anxiously.

Yan Li’an frowned, "Blood... and a lot of dead people."

Hearing this, sadness filled Yan Wanqing’s eyes.

She knew what these images portrayed.

The pain that big brother was suffering now was inseparable from the Divine Church of Light, and from the entire Dawei Dynasty!

The debt they owed to the Yan Family would one day have to be repaid in blood and flesh!

The flash of resentment that passed through Yan Wanqing’s body did not escape Yan Li’an’s notice.

He caressed the edge of the cup, "Can you now tell me what all this is about?"

Yan Wanqing collected her thoughts, her eyes earnest, her expression serious.

She had to treat this matter with utmost sincerity, as any discrepancy in her story that did not match or convinced her brother would cause him to distrust her from that point on, based on what she knew about him.

"Your surname is Yan, given name Li’an. You are the legitimate eldest son of the Township Manor of the Capital City; all of this can be verified. Your portrait is recorded in the family shrine, you were leading troops to war with father at eight, and by ten, you were able to command an army independently; you are the pride of us all..." Yan Wanqing slowly recounted, informing of all the members of the Yan Family, and then she came to the Governor’s Office Pass, "... No one expected that battle to be so difficult, to the point that in the end, all of you..."

This was the first time Yan Wanqing talked about this matter, because she was facing her elder brother, so her eyes reddened and she fell silent.

Yan Li’an reached out and soothingly patted her head.

After patting, he realized that his action was very familiar, as if he had done it millions of times before.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Yan Wanqing suddenly grabbed it and placed it on her face.

She was trembling all over, pressing her face tightly into his palm, and soon the center of his palm grew warm.

She cried.

Although Yan Li’an had not yet remembered all of this, his heart ached involuntarily with her.

"...Don’t cry."

Yan Wanqing’s body trembled slightly, she was silent for a moment, then lifted her head and wiped the sparkling tears from the corner of her eyes with the back of her hand.

Her voice was still raspy, "Okay... I’ve made a fool of myself in front of elder brother."

"What are you talking about ’making a fool’—"

Yan Li’an cut himself off halfway through speaking.

He felt that the pain in his heart was being replaced by a strange feeling.

Yan Wanqing smiled with curled lips, "It’s alright, elder brother, take it slow. It’s the best news for me that you’re alive and came back. I don’t ask for anything else... After this is over, let’s go back to the Capital City together, mother will be especially happy to see you."

"...Mother?" Yan Li’an murmured, "Is she well?"

Instinctively, he asked.

Yan Wanqing nodded, "...She’s very strong."

The rest of the words were swallowed back down.

From the moment the caskets of the fourteen members of the Yan and Sun families were carried into the Capital City, no one was alright.

Yan Wanqing forcefully detached herself from her grief, she couldn’t afford to waste more time, she needed to know what kind of vast strategy the Divine Church of Light was really playing.

"Does elder brother remember how he became the Saint Heir?" she asked.

Yan Li’an shook his head, "When I woke up, everyone was calling me that, as if I had been the Saint Heir since my birth."

"But elder brother does not have memories from his childhood, right?" Yan Wanqing pushed the Jade Pendant across the table towards him, "This is the best evidence, the red cord our mother personally wove for us."

Yan Li’an held the Jade Pendant in his palm, and that unfamiliar sensation surfaced again.

Indisputably, he believed Yan Wanqing’s words.

"Why do Fu Mingyue and Shen Shuyun have the same face?" Yan Wanqing continued to ask, "Not just that, but there’s also an unconscious woman with the same face."

But the temperament of the three was starkly different.

The unconscious woman emitted a comfortable aura all around her, as lively as a deer in the forest, and even without seeing her eyes, one could still feel her kindness and innocence.

Shen Shuyun, on the other hand, was a lot more complex, harboring many of her own little thoughts, but was very resilient, simple like a sparrow after the rain, stubbornly living on.

As for Fu Mingyue, she was much more murky. She was flamboyant, worldly, like a peacock spoiled by many, domineering and haughty.

"They are all Holy Maidens chosen by the Sect Hierarch," Yan Li’an said flatly.

Yan Wanqing was taken aback for a moment, "And what about Gesang?"

"Gesang is dead," Yan Li’an added, "She was not really a Holy Maiden, at best just a chess piece."

"Strictly speaking, Song Ning is the original Holy Maiden." Speaking of Gesang, disdain was evident in Yan Li’an’s eyes, a woman who arrogantly believes she can use her body as a bargaining chip, will not be respected anywhere.

She and Fu Mingyue were different.

At least Fu Mingyue could still become a protector, whereas Gesang was completely like a dodder flower, which is why when she later tried to leave, she was sent to the Japanese Pirates to become a Concubine.

Yan Wanqing, with her cleverness, immediately understood the reasoning behind this.

Recalling her first encounter with Gesang in Happiness Town, when her eyes were full of Xiao Pingfeng, she couldn’t articulate the taste in her heart.

"Was Shen Shuyun’s appearance meant to replace Fu Mingyue?" Yan Wanqing brought her thoughts back and continued to ask.

It couldn’t be that three identical faces appeared at the same time, the Sect Hierarch of the Divine Church of Light couldn’t be playing so egregiously.

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