CHAPTER 328: CHAPTER 282

A group of people sat in the hall, with Mr. Yang and Old Sir Ye being distracted, frequently glancing towards the bedroom, while Mr. Mo finally felt relieved and was in the mood for tea.

Mr. Jiao looked at Mei Lan and then at Lan Tian, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Not long afterward, Ji Feng came out.

"How is it?" Mr. Yang couldn’t wait to ask him the result.

"Grandpa is sleeping well." Ji Feng’s lips curled into a slight smile, his gaze towards Lan Tian tender enough to be cloying.

With the reassurance that Grandpa Ji was alright, Mr. Yang and Old Sir Ye felt relieved, and the tense atmosphere gradually eased. After a day of worry, both elderly gentlemen showed signs of fatigue, but at last, there was good news, and the group left with smiles.

"Sister, I want to stay here, there are tasty things here." Lan Tian was about to leave with Mr. Mo when suddenly, she heard Little Tao’s murmuring in her mind.

"Little Tao, you’re awake." A look of delight crossed Lan Tian’s eyes.

"I’m not fully awake, sister, I smell something tasty here, I want to eat." Little Tao was still in a deep sleep, but instinctively felt it was beneficial to stay, sensing Lan Tian was about to leave, she specifically conveyed her needs to Lan Tian.

"Okay, we’ll stay here." Turning back to Mr. Mo, she said, "Grandpa, you go back first, I’ll stay here for a few days to watch over Grandpa Ji, just in case anything unusual happens, so we can respond quickly."

Mr. Mo thought Lan Tian’s reasoning was sound, but still pulled Lan Tian aside to speak, "Girl, you and Ji... never mind, I can’t manage the affairs of you young people, just be sure you know what you’re doing, pay more attention to your Grandpa Ji’s health, don’t overwork yourself, I’m heading back."

He took a few steps, then turned back to ask, "Do you have any messages to send?" This was asked on behalf of Mo Junhua.

Lan Tian thought for a moment, then said, "Take care, grandpa."

He didn’t mention Mo Junhua, not even half a word about caring for him, though he had forgotten this person. Mr. Mo looked at Lan Tian for a few seconds, then sighed and left, feeling anxious for Mo Junhua. His eyes weren’t so old that he couldn’t see; the girl cared much more for the Ji Family’s boy than for Mo Junhua.

It was a matter of young people’s affections, and he couldn’t interfere.

Mei Lan looked deeply at Ji Feng, only to see that Ji Feng’s attentions were fixed on Lan Tian. With a shadow in her eyes and staying silent, she quietly left with her master.

Lan Tian glanced at Mei Lan, placing a Divine Sense mark on her, ensuring that as long as Mei Lan didn’t leave Beijing, every move she made was under her control.

Having sent everyone away, Ji Feng returned to find Lan Tian sitting in the hall, lost in thought, with the tea on the side table already cold. He went over, drank the cold tea, and brewed a fresh cup for her.

"What are you thinking about, being so lost in thought?" He asked once Lan Tian came back to her senses. Having been together for decades in a past life, not only did Lan Tian understand Ji Feng, but he also deeply understood her. Her sudden decision to stay must be due to some other matter.

"I’m back, and I have something to ask you. Are there any cultivators in Beijing?" Lan Tian was unsure about the situation in Beijing and asked Ji Feng, the local tyrant of the area. She only realized after asking that Ji Feng had returned even later than her, and he had spent the previous twenty-odd years confined in his house, so he didn’t know more about Beijing than her.

"Why do you ask that? Of course..." There aren’t any. Ji Feng suddenly narrowed his eyes, swallowing the next three words and looking at Lan Tian in astonishment, "Are there cultivators in Beijing?"

Ji Feng was extraordinarily shocked. Lan Tian asking him this indicated that she had already encountered a cultivator recently, perhaps even within the last few days.

Lan Tian nodded, not fearing to scare him as she continued to reveal, "Mei Lan is a cultivator. Her cultivation is at the peak of the Second Level of Qi Refining and is about to step into the Third Level."

"Mei Lan is a cultivator!" Ji Feng stood up uncontrollably, "Impossible, how could she be a cultivator?"

"If I, as a cultivator, exist, then why couldn’t there be other cultivators? Why are you so surprised!" Lan Tian looked at Ji Feng, puzzled.

Lan Tian didn’t know that Mei Lan was his wife in his past life, and in that life, Lan Tian didn’t marry him, so naturally, she couldn’t go to the Ji Family’s Ancestral Hall and didn’t know that the portraits of the Ji family’s wives were preserved there. After getting to know Lan Tian, Ji Feng intentionally concealed this fact, and therefore Lan Tian didn’t recognize Mei Lan.

Of course, Ji Feng was shocked. After Mei Lan married him in a previous life, she had never hinted at her identity as a cultivator in front of him, not even when he was tormented to unconsciousness by gu insects. However, he remembered that once he regained consciousness, Mei Lan would prepare medicine for him to take, and after taking it, the pain would temporarily subside.

In his previous life, Mei Lan had also followed Mr. Jiao there two years prior, to treat the old man. Then, gradually, the two of them got to know each other. The old man was a pillar of the Ji Faction like Mount Tai. After his passing, with the pillar fallen and the support gone, and with only Ji Feng as the direct descendant without military contributions, it was hard to maintain the giant scheme, and the Ji Faction was severely suppressed. Ji Feng went to the army in Shanghai and started from the bottom.

When Mei Lan knew he was leaving, she suddenly confessed her feelings and said she wanted to go with him. This was so sudden and unexpected. Everyone else wished to avoid him, but only Mei Lan approached him. At that time, it was the lowest and darkest period of his life. Even though he wasn’t in love, he coveted that tenderness and tacitly accepted Mei Lan’s approach. After climbing to the top of the pyramid, she returned with him to the mansion until his death, never once revealing her identity as a cultivator.

In this life, he did not accept Mei Lan, and their relationship remained merely as doctor and patient. The old man was still around, and Mei Lan had not yet confessed her feelings to him since the time wasn’t right, which was still more than three months away. But now, Lan Tian was telling him that Mei Lan was a cultivator.

The fact that Mei Lan was a cultivator raised a big question. If Mei Lan was a cultivator in his past life too, why did she hide beside him? What was her purpose in concealing her identity as a cultivator? That woman who professed her love for him, who could forsake her life for him, watched him suffer agonizing pain without ever using her Spiritual Energy to treat him—her motives merited deep contemplation.

She had been deceiving him all along. Ji Feng felt that he should be angry or furious, but after the initial surprise, he was able to gradually calm down and analyze the entire situation.

Once he suspected her motives weren’t pure, Ji Feng revisited the whole matter and discovered many doubts. Mei Lan would disappear for a few days every once in a while, saying she was visiting friends. Ji Feng, due to health reasons, had never accompanied her. Where she went during these days, whether she was truly visiting friends, he had no way of knowing.

Every time he passed out in pain and woke up to see Mei Lan preparing medicine for him, which would make him drowsy and sleep for days. Mei Lan explained that it was to nourish his body, but looking at it now, her actions seemed dubious. If it was to nourish his body, why not do it regularly instead of only at such times as if to prepare him for the next bout of agony?