Jun Ye’an reached out, gently touching her cheek, smiling, “That night at Jun Mountain, when you asked me to avenge Qing Long, I knew.”
She stepped back half a step, her expression a mix of joy and sorrow. “Young master… do you really believe me?” she murmured, “Believe that I’ve never deceived you, believe that I’ve always felt regretful?”
Jun Ye’an’s smile faded, and he nodded very solemnly. Bai Wei’s lips curved into an extremely joyful smile, then she turned to Su Feng Hua, “If you want to kill us, there’s no rush. I have much to say to him. After that, do as you please.”
Su Feng Hua gave a faint smile, “I know on that day at Jun Mountain, you bore all the blame… just for this moment today. Our shared history as sect mates means I’m not in a hurry.”
Bai Wei smiled at him, then turned back to Jun Ye’an, speaking earnestly, “Young master, I was born into the Huan Sha Sect, and the old sect leader was very kind to me. She told me that my fiancé was in Cangzhou and instructed me to seek him out there.” She paused, smiling apologetically, “I once said I never deceived you… that was a lie. Because… at that time, I already knew you were my fiancé. The old sect leader told me that I should infiltrate the Jun household quietly, and she would send two grand gifts, a beauty and fur garments, saying that to judge a man, one must observe his attitude towards wealth and women. If you truly are a gentleman, you would naturally show great demeanor. Then, I could marry you with peace of mind.”
Jun Ye’an listened intently, then smiled, “So, were you satisfied with my reaction at the time?”
She just smiled and didn’t answer, “Young master, please let me finish.”
