Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Chapter 1293 Doubts

Nan Weiwei stood there, her eyes moving back and forth between the woman who claimed to be her aunt, but her heart was surging with waves, difficult to calm down.

Her voice, with a hint of hesitation and a bit of calmness that didn't belong to her age, sounded softly:

"Well...you have to prove first...that you are my aunt! There is one more thing...since you have found me, you should know that I have a twin sister. You'd better not disturb her."

When Nan Weiwei said this, she actually felt mixed emotions.

To her, the word "aunt" was like the unreachable stars in the sky, both strange and distant.

Her memories are filled with the warm smiles of her parents, the solid back of her "brother", and the bright smile like the spring sunshine of her sister Xu Xiaoxiao who later appeared in her life.

When mentioning Xu Xiaoxiao, Nan Weiwei's eyes unconsciously showed a hint of tenderness.

It was an indescribable sense of intimacy, as if it was an invisible bond between blood relatives that tightly connected them.

Or perhaps, it was fate that made her feel happy the first time she saw Xu Xiaoxiao, as if they had known each other for many years.

However, facing the woman in front of her who claimed to be her aunt, Nan Weiwei's heart went blank.

She tried hard to search her mind for every little detail about her aunt, but found nothing but blankness.

There was a flash of confusion and vigilance in her eyes, as if she was a little deer, curious and alert when facing unknown danger.

Jiang Ling was slightly stunned when she heard this, and a complicated look flashed in her eyes.

She walked forward slowly, stretched out her hand, and wanted to stroke the ends of Nan Weiwei's hair, but she seemed to be hesitating about something. In the end, she just gently drew an arc in the air and retracted her hand.

Her voice was filled with emotion and helplessness: "Weiwei, I know you are confused, but how can blood relations be explained in a few words? Look at my eyes, are there any falsehoods in them?"

Nan Weiwei looked into those eyes, which seemed to contain endless stories and deep affection, but she still couldn't be sure.

She bit her lower lip and thought to herself: What on earth is going on? Do I really have an aunt whom I have never met?

In her heart, there is both fear of the unknown and a desire for the truth.

And all of this turned into the complex and indistinguishable look in her eyes, flowing quietly in the sunlight.

Fu Yanchen sat there steadily, his posture as straight as a pine tree, like an unshakable mountain.

His thick sword-like eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and an aura of majesty that could not be ignored or questioned naturally emanated from between his brows.

His voice was deep and magnetic, like the steady sound of an ancient bell. He slowly opened his lips and spoke:

"I have a close relationship with the prince, and we are very familiar with each other, but he... has never mentioned a single word about you to me. If you are really his biological sister... from what I know about him, even if there is a huge hatred between you, he will never say a word about you."

At this point, his eyes suddenly focused, and there seemed to be a flash of lightning in the depths of his eyes, so sharp that it seemed to be able to easily pierce through Jiang Ling's carefully constructed disguise and reach the most secret corner of her heart.

When Jiang Ling heard this, a barely perceptible paleness instantly appeared on her pretty face, and her originally calm expression also changed slightly.

Then, she forced out an awkward smile, which was mixed with an indescribable bitterness and a deep sense of helplessness. She lowered her head silently, looking as pitiful as a frightened deer.

Her pair of slender white fingers began to unconsciously entangle the corners of her clothes, and she explained in a soft and low voice, almost as soft as the hum of a mosquito:

"Thinking back then... I was still young and frivolous, acting rashly and impulsively, and I didn't listen to my brother's advice at all."

"Later, I fell in love with a lowly soldier, and even got married to him. This was a serious violation of the strict rules that our royal family has followed since ancient times, so I resolutely severed the ties of family ties with my brother and completely severed our relationship."

"Moreover, according to the custom of the clan, once someone chooses to sever kinship ties, they can no longer be mentioned in front of the royal family, because this will undoubtedly bring great shame to the entire royal family and undermine their supreme dignity."

At the end of her speech, her voice trembled involuntarily, as if the past that she could not bear to recall was still like an unhealed wound to her at this moment, and the slightest touch would cause piercing pain.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchen was silent for a moment, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

He did remember that the prince had mentioned this rule of the royal family. A member of the royal family who had severed ties was like a child who had been kicked out of the family and must never be mentioned in the royal family again, so as not to tarnish the honor of the royal family.

He looked at Jiang Ling and couldn't help feeling pity in his heart.

Although this woman was once a royal princess, she paid such a heavy price because of a momentary impulse.

"So that's how it is..." Fu Yanchen sighed softly. This sigh was like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, falling lightly, yet weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

There was an emotion in his tone that was hard to conceal, as if the past that had been buried by the years was now flooding into his mind like a tide.

"Then this past must be very painful for you."

Fu Yanchen spoke slowly, and every word was spoken so softly, for fear of disturbing Jiang Ling's heart which seemed strong but was actually extremely fragile.

Hearing this, Jiang Ling was slightly startled, and then responded softly: "That... is all in the past."

Her voice was as light as a feather brushing across the water, causing only imperceptible ripples.

However, just these few simple words allow people to clearly feel the relief and open-mindedness contained in them.

Jiang Ling slowly raised her head and her eyes met Fu Yanchen's.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze and everything around me no longer mattered.

There was a barely perceptible gleam of determination in her eyes, but at the same time, it also revealed a deep forbearance, as if something was struggling deep in her heart, ready to burst out.

At this moment, Nan Weiwei, who had been standing quietly by the side, could no longer suppress the curiosity and doubts in her heart.

She frowned slightly, her eyes filled with inexplicable confusion and bewilderment.

What on earth was Fu Yanchen up to? Why did he suddenly show such strong sympathy for Jiang Ling? Was there a secret between them? A series of questions entangled Nan Weiwei's mind like a tangled mess, making her more and more upset the more she thought about it.

So she stared at Fu Yanchen closely, trying to capture even the slightest change in expression on his handsome face, so as to solve the mystery in her heart.

Fu Yanchen did not notice Nan Weiwei's abnormality, so he asked:

"Then... why are you looking for the two sisters now? Aren't you afraid that the royal family will blame you?" There was some confusion in his voice.

He wanted to know what Jiang Ling's purpose was in looking for the relative with whom she had severed ties.

Jiang Ling was slightly stunned when she heard this, then she smiled bitterly. She took a deep breath, as if she was making up her mind, and said slowly:

"I... I just want to see them and see if they are doing well. After all, they are my relatives and my only concern in this world. As for the royal family's blame, I don't care anymore. I have suffered enough over the years. Now, I just want to live according to my own wishes.

At this time, Nan Weiwei opened her mouth...