Chapter 1963

"Big Sister Zhu, these two say they're your family!" Bi said. "That's why I brought them back."

Upon hearing this, Zhu immediately went on guard.

Although she had always wanted to know who her parents were, these two clearly didn't match the right age.

Mu Wanjing said calmly: "Stars in the sky, glittering bright, forever radiant, forever at peace."

Zhu froze, stunned: "How do you know that?"

Mu Wanjing added: "I also know there's a 'Duan' character on your shoulder."

Zhu's eyes instantly reddened, tears blurring her vision.

Bi, seeing this, was utterly shocked.

These two truly know Big Sister Zhu's origins.

"Big Sister Zhu, this isn't a place to talk. Why not go inside?"

Zhu quickly composed herself, wiped away her tears, and said: "Please, come in."

They entered the waterside pavilion.

Once seated, Zhu asked: "May I ask, how did you two come to know my origins?"

Mu Wanjing sighed: "This is a long story."

Zhong Ling looked at Zhu and asked: "Big Sister Mu, is Zhu my sister?"

Zhu looked at Zhong Ling.

22 With that one "sister," looking at the girl before her, she felt more and more familiar.

"This young lady is my sister?"

Mu Wanjing nodded.

Zhong Ling cheered: "I have another sister! Actually, Big Sister Mu is also Big Sister Zhu's sister!"

Zhu was utterly stunned.

After asking Mu Wanjing's age, they confirmed the sisterly titles.

"Huh? Big Sister Mu is older than Big Sister Zhu?"

Zhong Ling was surprised—she had wanted to see Big Sister Mu call Big Sister Zhu "sister."

That would surely be amusing.

Mu Wanjing knew exactly what she was thinking, shot her a look, and Zhong Ling instantly became well-behaved.

In truth, Mu Wanjing was also very curious.

According to Su Xiao's words, in the other world, Zhu was the eldest sister, but in this world, she had become the eldest of the sisters.

'This must be the difference between worlds!'

Zhu asked: "Big Sister Mu, who are our parents?"

Mu Wanjing looked at Bi.

Bi understood: "I'll go for a walk outside."

She deeply understood—this was their family matter; she shouldn't eavesdrop.

Once Bi closed the door and walked far away, Mu Wanjing said: "We are half-sisters, sharing the same father—Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Dali's Southern March. Your mother is Ruan Xingzhu. You also have another younger sister in Ding Chunqiu's Starry Host Sect."

"Prince of Dali's Southern March?" Zhu frowned. "If he's a Prince, why did he abandon me and my sister?"

By common sense, even if the Prince couldn't give us official status, he could still afford to support a few people.

Zhong Ling sighed: "The Prince of the Southern March is terrified of his wife. No one else is allowed into the Wang Fu, so neither I nor any of you sisters live there."

Zhu froze—were these two young girls also abandoned outside?

That was too cruel.

"By the way, my sister Zi—how did she end up in the Starry Host Sect?"

Mu Wanjing sighed: "I don't know. The fact that she's still alive is already good enough. When we have time, we'll go fetch her back."

Zhu nodded: "Then I'll ask the Young Master—he'll surely be able to rescue my sister."

Mu Wanjing found this amusing inside.

Southern Murong?

That fraud? Facing Ding Chunqiu, he'd stand little chance.

After all, Ding Chunqiu's Wu Gong is no joke, and with his poison arts, he'd surely make Murong Fu drink a bitter cup.

Zhong Ling chuckled: "Do we sisters even need to beg others? If Big Sister Mu acts, Ding Chunqiu won't be a problem!"

Having witnessed Mu Wanjing's ability to fly and vanish, Zhong Ling had full confidence in her.

Zhu recalled the black horse walking on water—her heart trembled: "Was that Ma Er not just some trick?"

Even as she said it, she found it hard to believe.