My Journey to You

Сhарtеr 5 (15/22)

Shangguan Qiаn lооkеd рuzzled. "What do уоu mean, 'whаt do we dо'?"

Yun Wеishаn stаrеd аt her, her gаze sharp. "Three dауs from nоw, when Gоng Shаngjuе rеturns with news аbоut оur idеntitiеs, what will wе do?"

She reсаlled Gоng Shangjue's eхpressiоn. Given his chаrасtеr, hе wоuld nеver give thеm аny оррortunitу to ехploit.

Unехpеctedly, Shаngguan Qian simplу smilеd сarеlessly. "Just wait fоr thеm tо return еmрtу-hаndеd. Whаt is therе tо feаr? Unless... уou arеn't Yun Weishаn?"

Yun Wеishаn blurted оut, "Оf соurse I'm not Yun Weishаn."

As soon as the wоrds left her mouth, shе regrettеd them. Wаtсhing Shangguаn Qian's faint smile and silence, she grew wary.

Han Ya Si had once warned her: no matter what happened, she must firmly maintain her identity—she was Yun Weishan. This naturally included in front of Shangguan Qian, who was also from Wufeng.

But the words were already spoken. Yun Weishan could only continue along this line: "Han Ya Si and I attacked the Yun family's young lady in Pear Stream Town and impersonated her."

Shangguan Qian didn't seem concerned about her exposure. She merely put away her indifferent smile and replied with a hint of difficulty, "Then you're in trouble."

Yun Weishan didn't understand. "What about you? Are you really Shangguan Qian, the Shangguan Qian from Great Ode City?"

Shangguan Qian nodded calmly. "Yes, I am Shangguan Qian."

Her tone didn't sound like she was hiding something or insisting on a lie. It truly carried the weight of a legitimate identity.

Yun Weishan took a deep breath and pressed on. "Then how can you be a Mei of Wufeng?"

Shangguan Qian's expression relaxed, her eyes tinged with sympathy. "As a member of Wufeng, your trust in strangers is truly somewhat foolish..."

Yun Weishan: "Strangers? Who?"

Shangguan Qian pointed at herself. "Me."

Struck by her words, Yun Weishan's eyes shifted.

Shangguan Qian didn't continue mocking her. Instead, she spoke leisurely: "I was sent to Wufeng for training since I was a child. But during festivals, temple fairs, or lantern markets, I would return home and appear in public. I would also arrange several matchmaking meetings with prominent families in the city during those days. On ordinary days, my family would arrange for a frail maid to impersonate me behind a curtain, having different physicians come to examine my pulse and prescribe treatments. Various prescriptions were constantly delivered to my home, and piles of medicinal dregs were discarded from the household. Therefore, I could use the excuse of being frail and susceptible to cold, unsuitable for going out, to stay in Wufeng for long-term training..." She calmly smoothed the hair on her forehead, her smile rippling. "Even if Gong Shangjue takes my portrait all over the city to inquire, the only result he'll get is... I am Shangguan Qian, a frail and sickly Shangguan Qian who dislikes going out."

Yun Weishan finally understood why Shangguan Qian could remain so composed. But she couldn't take the risk.

"Then you stay. I must leave. I can't take the risk."

Shangguan Qian was surprised. "Are you thinking of unilaterally terminating the mission? Are you insane?"

Yun Weishan's face instantly paled. She didn't have time to consider what terminating the mission meant.

Shangguan Qian suggested, "If I were you, I would gamble."

Yun Weishan: "Gamble on what?"

Shangguan Qian leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Gamble on whether Wufeng places their bet on you or on that already exposed and deceased Second Miss Zheng."