Chapter 117 Extra 14 – Wen Qiyan’s Rebirth Arc

Chapter 117 Extra 14: Wen Qiyan's Rebirth Side Story

Meeting the man's piercingly cold gaze, Ji Wanyuan felt, for the first time in her life, a pang of guilt.

Although she had done nothing wrong, Wen Yunqin was still holding her hand, and he had just proposed such a thing to her.

He actually asked her to take another live-in son-in-law, to enjoy the blessings of having two husbands.

His words had startled her so much that she didn't know how to respond. Before she could even gather her thoughts, Wen Qiyan suddenly appeared here.

Ever since the Wen family's visit and their return, he had told her to wait for him. Since then, he had sent gifts and letters daily but hadn't met with her in person.

So why now...?

His sudden appearance, coupled with the fact he'd witnessed Wen Yunqin holding her hand and proposing to be a live-in son-in-law—how could this be happening?

There was no need to wonder if Wen Qiyan had heard. His face was so cold, and he had just called her by her full name—he must have heard everything.

Ji Wanyuan struggled, hurriedly telling Wen Yunqin to let go of her. But Wen Yunqin not only didn't release her, he gripped her even tighter.

"What... what are you doing?" She used both hands, trying to make Wen Yunqin let go.

Wen Qiyan's gaze was truly terrifying. When it swept over her, she felt goosebumps all over her body.

But Wen Yunqin, acting out of character, insisted on clutching her wrist.

Ji Wanyuan could only put on a stern face and stomp her foot. "You! Wen Yunqin, if you don't let go, I'll be furious!"

Yet Wen Yunqin still refused to release her. His brow darkened, his expression equally icy as he looked at the man approaching.

Two strikingly handsome faces, each colder than the last.

Jadeite was also anxious on the side, urging Wen Yunqin to let go.

It wasn't until Wen Qiyan approached, seizing Ji Wanyuan's other hand and pulling her toward him, that he spoke to Wen Yunqin with a chilling tone, "She told you to let go. Didn't you hear?"

Ji Wanyuan's hands were each held by a man. She didn't know where to look, her heart pounding fiercely.

Stuck in the middle, she glanced at the man on her left, then at the one on her right. "..."

Both men were so tall, like two mountains trapping her. It felt more like they were fighting over a precious treasure—neither willing to let go.

The atmosphere was charged, yet surprisingly considerate. The grip on her wrists was just enough to restrain her without causing pain.

Jadeite was frantic, pacing in circles. "Eldest Young Master Wen, Second Young Master, please let go of my young lady. If anyone sees this, it will cause a huge scandal."

But no one paid any attention to Jadeite, and she didn't dare step forward.

Ji Wanyuan looked at Wen Qiyan. He was staring intently at Wen Yunqin, the coldness at the corner of his lips only growing.

Wen Yunqin was equally unyielding, glaring at his elder brother—no, that look wasn't one for a brother but more like for an enemy.

Ji Wanyuan felt helpless. "What exactly do you two want?"

This "blessing of two husbands" was something she couldn't handle.

Nothing had even happened yet, and they were already making such a scene. If it really came to that...! She was afraid she'd be fought over every day! Just the thought sent shivers of fear down her spine.

"Um... can we talk this over properly?" she pleaded with both of them.

"Please let me go."

Neither released her, as if they hadn't heard.

Ji Wanyuan was truly at a loss. She sighed in despair. "What exactly do you want?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a silver needle suddenly whizzed past her, aimed at Wen Yunqin.

Ji Wanyuan, "!!!"

Before she could fully process it, several more silver needles flew out in quick succession. Cold glints flashed before her eyes, all aimed at Wen Yunqin's vital points.

Not only that, but Wen Qiyan also pulled her toward him, his long leg kicking at Wen Yunqin's legs.

Attacking from above and below simultaneously left Wen Yunqin with no choice but to release her to defend himself.

It was at that moment that Ji Wanyuan was yanked into Wen Qiyan's embrace.

After dodging and stepping back, Wen Yunqin saw that she had been taken away. His face darkened, and he immediately launched an attack.

Wen Qiyan held Ji Wanyuan and spun to evade. She was completely stunned, afraid of getting caught in the crossfire. Clutching the man's sleeve, her heart was in her throat.

Even while holding her and fighting Wen Yunqin, Wen Qiyan didn't fall behind. He kicked and struck Wen Yunqin, leveraging his long, powerful legs and hidden weapons, forcing Wen Yunqin to retreat step by step.

The two fought more and more fiercely, their moves exuding ruthlessness as if they intended to kill each other.

It wasn't until a shocked and authoritative "Stop!" rang out that they reluctantly halted.

Ji Wanyuan's heart was pounding in her throat. She was utterly dumbfounded, held tightly in the man's arms, unable to speak a word, her mouth agape as she gasped for air.

"What are you two doing!?" Chancellor Ji, having weathered many storms in the political arena, was still shocked by the scene before him.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it!

The two sons of the Wen family, fighting over his daughter, actually came to blows at the back door of the Ji residence.

Looking at the shattered objects around them and the cold, hateful expressions on their faces, it was simply...!!!!

It seemed as if they intended to kill each other. Weren't they brothers? What was this about?

Not only Chancellor Ji, but even Mrs. Ji and the maids and servants who had followed were all wide-eyed and stunned, their jaws dropping to the floor!

Earlier, Jadeite had rushed back, saying that the Wen family's eldest and second young masters were fighting fiercely at the back door over who would become the live-in son-in-law for his daughter, their moves so vicious it seemed like a fight to the death.

Mrs. Ji said it was impossible, and Chancellor Ji found it laughable. He remarked that Wen Yunqin was still outside, wasn't he?

But Jadeite was sweating profusely in anxiety, pointing outside and insisting it was true. She urged them to hurry and stop it, warning that if they were late, there might be bloodshed.

Chancellor Ji and Mrs. Ji still came, never expecting it to all be true.

"..."

By the time the news reached the Wen family and Wen's father and mother arrived, Chancellor Ji and Mrs. Ji still hadn't fully processed or understood the situation.

On the way, Wen's mother thought it was a joke. How could Wen Qiyan fight with his younger brother?

And Wen Yunqin had always respected Wen Qiyan. How could he possibly fight over someone his elder brother liked?

But upon arriving at the main hall of the Ji residence and seeing the expressions on their faces, along with the injuries on Wen Yunqin, she felt dizzy, her vision darkening as she swayed backward. Wen's father exclaimed in alarm, "Madam!"

Mrs. Ji and Chancellor Ji jumped to their feet in alarm and sent for a doctor right away.

Mrs. Wen was at her limit—this shame had reached the Ji household. She wished she could find a beam to hang herself; these two unfilial sons had actually fought over a woman right outside someone else’s gate, causing this shameful spectacle of brother against brother.

After the doctor arrived and gave Mrs. Wen a restorative pill, she finally came around.

Ji Wanyuan stood beside Mrs. Ji, not daring to utter a word or even lift her head. Yet her eyes kept observing, and she noticed Wen Qiyan’s dark, silent gaze fixed on her.

She glanced back at him once, then quickly averted her eyes, not daring to meet his look again.

It wasn’t just Wen Qiyan watching her; Wen Yunqin’s gaze also remained steadily on her.

However, Wen Yunqin had his own troubles to deal with. Mrs. Wen was beyond caring about propriety; right in front of the girl's parents, in the Ji family home, she directly berated Wen Yunqin and Wen Qiyan.

Since it was Mrs. Wen who spoke first, Chancellor Ji couldn’t very well say much. Mrs. Ji stepped forward to smooth things over, suggesting there must be some misunderstanding and urging Mrs. Wen not to get too angry, for the sake of her health.

“Yes, yes,” Chancellor Ji chimed in agreement.

Mr. Wen rubbed Mrs. Wen’s back, trying to calm her down, saying things hadn’t reached the worst point yet.

After Mrs. Wen came to her senses, she felt too ashamed to stay any longer. She stood up and said her farewells: “We have truly disturbed you today. I hope you, Chancellor, and you, Madam, will not take offense.”

Chancellor Ji and Mrs. Ji assured her it was no trouble and that they would not spread the matter outside.

Mrs. Wen and Mr. Wen told the two sons to leave, not wanting them to disgrace themselves further. Wen Qiyan didn’t move, and Wen Yunqin refused to go as well.

Chancellor Ji and Mrs. Ji didn’t know what to say. Just as Mrs. Wen was about to speak, Wen Qiyan handed a brocade box to Ji Wanyuan.

Ji Wanyuan didn’t move, but he kept waiting, and with everyone watching, she finally steeled herself and accepted it.

Only after she took it did Wen Qiyan leave. Once Wen Qiyan moved, Wen Yunqin finally followed.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ji and Chancellor Ji exchanged a look.

After the visitors had left, the mood remained heavy. Mrs. Ji asked Ji Wanyuan what exactly was going on.

Ji Wanyuan pouted, “I don’t know what’s going on either.”

“You don’t know, yet the two Wen sons fought over you?”

Actually, Feicui had already explained most of it, but Mrs. Ji still wanted to hear her version. Ji Wanyuan stammered her way through recounting the incident.

After listening, Chancellor Ji raised an eyebrow and remained silent.

Over at the Wen residence, the doors to the ancestral hall were thrown open.

The two brothers knelt on opposite sides. Mr. Wen fetched a rattan cane and began whipping them fiercely, putting great force into each swing. The sharp whistle of the cane cutting through the air made Mrs. Wen tremble with fear.

But she didn’t try to stop him, because they truly deserved this beating—and a severe one at that.

Mr. Wen showed no mercy. Soon, bloodstains seeped through the brothers’ robes at the shoulders. Mr. Wen, exhausted, finally paused. He drank a cup of tea, then asked if the two of them admitted their wrongdoing.

Yet neither of them spoke.

Furious, Mr. Wen uttered “good” three times in a row and resumed the whipping, this time even harder than before.

The fabric of their clothes was driven into their flesh by the force of the blows, and blood began to spatter.

Mrs. Wen’s heart ached seeing this, and she quickly urged Mr. Wen to stop—wasn’t that enough? But Mr. Wen deliberately retorted that it would be better to beat them to death, for living in this world was nothing but a disgrace.

Somehow, his words dissolved the anger in Mrs. Wen’s heart, and she gradually came to accept the fact that the two had fought. She told Mr. Wen that since things had already come to this, they should properly discuss what to do next, and not beat them so badly that it would become a scandal if word got out.

“Then what do you suggest, Madam?” Seeing that Mrs. Wen’s temper had settled, Mr. Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

How would Mrs. Wen know what to do?

She still hadn’t fully grasped what had happened. She signaled to a maid to go fetch medicine.

Then she asked the two, “Why did you fight? As flesh and blood of the same family, shouldn’t you respect and care for each other?”

“Elder brother is cunning and sinister—why shouldn’t I fight him?” He had wanted to fight for a long time.

Back then, his elder brother had used a high-sounding excuse to send him away, and now he had taken advantage of the situation to sneak in—what a petty man!

Thinking of this, Wen Yunqin glared at Wen Qiyan, who remained composed and indifferent, ignoring him.

Mrs. Wen asked, “How is your elder brother cunning and sinister?”

But Wen Yunqin avoided the question and stated directly, “Mother, I also wish to marry into the Ji family.”