TSFLIP Chapter 598

Because of her sudden outburst, Xia Fengxue paused for a second before calmly explaining everything: how he had arranged for someone to assume his identity, how he had roamed the martial world under the alias Si Jia, and finally, how he had declared to the Xia Empire his unwavering determination to marry her.

Fengguang listened quietly to the entire account, then let out a few cold laughs. “Impressive. In the palace, you’re the high and mighty Crown Prince. Outside of it, you’re the mysterious, legendary master of Wuji Tower. So tell me—should I call you Si Jia, or Xia Fengxue, or maybe… Royal Brother?”

“No matter what you choose to call me, I’ll be happy all the same.”

“You—!” Her face turned pale with rage, too furious to speak.

He gently patted her back, not wanting her to get too worked up. “If you’re angry, Fengguang, just hit me to vent. Don’t take it out on yourself.”

Upon hearing that, the fury she’d been holding in her chest suddenly got stuck—neither rising nor settling. She’d never imagined that Si Jia was just a false identity of her royal brother. What’s more, this so-called hidden backstory wasn’t even in the original plot! The system never told her the second male lead had a double identity. Then again, maybe it was the butterfly effect at play… but wasn’t this butterfly flapping a little too wildly?

Wait a second—shouldn’t the real issue here be that she somehow ended up romancing her brother?!

“Si Jia… Royal Brother…” She was nearly in tears, stumbling over her words. “We’re siblings! Why didn’t you tell me sooner? If you had, I wouldn’t have fallen for you!”

She couldn’t accept some twisted incestuous romance!

Xia Fengxue froze for a moment at her reaction. Seeing how she now seemed desperate to erase all feelings for him, he finally said, “I didn’t mention it earlier, but… there’s no blood relation between us.”

“You mean my father was… cheated on?”

His expression turned oddly complicated. “That… is one way to put it.”

Fengguang should’ve been feeling sorry for her father, but instead, she let out a huge sigh of relief. Her body, which had been tense just moments ago, melted into Xia Fengxue’s arms as she murmured, “That’s such a relief…”

Taken in context—sighing in relief over her father being cuckolded—her reaction was a bit… disrespectful.

Xia Fengxue picked her up and sat down on a stone bench, settling her on his lap and letting her lean into his chest. “Fengguang, don’t worry. Our relationship doesn’t break any moral boundaries.”

Even if they were siblings, he had a thousand ways to convince her they weren’t.

Fengguang still wanted to confront him properly, but a thought struck her. “Wait… what about the person who was pretending to be you in the palace? Where did he go?”

Xia Fengxue narrowed his eyes. “You’re very concerned about him?”

“Of course I am! I called him Royal Brother for ten years. He took care of me for ten years. That makes him practically half my brother. Tell me the truth—did you… did you kill him?” She didn’t finish the sentence but gripped his robe tightly, staring into his eyes. She knew exactly the kind of man he was, which was why she feared the worst.

Fengguang was a sentimental person—it was only natural she’d care about that man. Xia Fengxue told himself not to get jealous, not to overthink it, to stay calm. After regaining his composure, he said, “I merely sent him back to Wuji Tower.”

“You didn’t kill him… good.” She finally let out a breath of relief.