Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Chapter 993: Changing His Fate

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Ling Sheng also felt that since her voice was quite soft, it was fine if he had not heard her clearly. Upon hearing his question, she nodded, then shook her head. “Not really. Second Uncle, you don’t have to say anything if it’s inconvenient.”

Actually, things weren’t that complicated. It was just that the two families had set up an arranged marriage. When they were to meet though, Dongfang Chu had asked Wen Ruoshui to replace her. In the end, Wen Ruoshui and Yan Yuanfei had fallen in love at first sight. Their feelings also grew out of control.

While the two of them had been dating, Dongfang Chu had never expressed her stand either in the beginning or when the two families had stepped forward to stop them.

Later, she had fallen ill and died from a serious illness. Everyone had thought that it was because of Yan Yuanfei and Wen Ruoshui that she had fallen sick from grief. A beautiful woman often suffers an unfortunate life. She was only 28 years old when she became seriously ill and bedridden. Then, she died.

“I’ve never felt guilty about my conduct or the way I did anything in my life. But I’ve always felt that I owe her,” Yan Yuanfei sighed deeply. “If it weren’t for us, she wouldn’t have passed away so early in life.”

The biggest knot in his heart with Ruoshui was Dongfang Chu. The duo did not say anything, but they knew that deep down, especially Ruoshui, Dongfang Chu treated her very well and doted on her like a biological younger sister. The two of them had even grown up together.

Ruoshui was the saddest about the way she ended up. She had withdrawn from the secular world and turned to Buddhism not only because of him but also because of Dongfang Chu.

She had always said that she had committed too many sins and had let Dongfang Chu down. Everything she had was given to her by Dongfang Chu. In the end, she had gotten her happiness, but Dongfang Chu had died.

“Second Uncle, have you thought about it? Since she didn’t stop or blame the two of you, perhaps the person she liked wasn’t you at all?” Ling Sheng thought about the Dongfang Chu she had seen. She was a very gentle girl.

Second Uncle was right. It was because she had not blamed them, uttered a word of complaint, distanced herself or hated Auntie Ruoshui that they felt even guiltier, as though they owed her. She had fulfilled their love.

Besides, everyone in the capital thought that the person Dongfang Chu loved was Second Uncle. In the end, she had succumbed to grief because she had been trapped by love and could not walk out of it. That was why the whole situation ended up like this.

“Sheng Sheng, what do you want to say?” Yan Yuanfei’s voice was slightly hoarse, but after hearing her words, his mind cleared up instantly.

Everyone in the capital had said that Dongfang Chu had ended up miserably because of her deep affection for him. He had always thought so too.

“Second Uncle, let me ask you something.” Ling Sheng looked at him seriously. “What kind of look does Ms. Dongfang watch you with? Does it feel the same as when Auntie Ruoshui looks at you?”

Second Uncle was a meticulous man so he would definitely notice these.

“I haven’t met her many times.” Yan Yuanfei frowned slightly and realized that there was only a blurry figure in his mind. He could not even remember her specific appearance anymore.

“Second Uncle, how can you guys be sure that she had strong affection for you when she didn’t even meet you that many times? It couldn’t be that the people in the capital know more about your relationship than you guys?” Ling Sheng felt really helpless.

This was not the ancient times either, where one’s heart would belong to another after a single look. They could not meet, and their parents prevented them from being together. Bound by etiquette and manners, one would fall sick from longing and depart from this world in the end.

This was the modern era. And Ms. Dongfang did not look like the kind of person who had a feudalistic outlook. How could she love someone so much and not fight for it? Even a saint had to have a limit. A fair competition was good too. How could she just hand over the person she loved at her own expense?

Besides, even if she did not have such thoughts, her younger sister, Dongfang Meng, could not possibly be pacified so easily. She would likely come up with ideas to encourage her to make a move!

“Three people make a tiger1,” Yan Yuanfei smiled. “It’s already in the past. Let bygones be bygones. It doesn’t matter if she liked me or not. Perhaps when I also pass away one day and meet her on the road to hell, I’ll ask her properly.”

“Three people make a tiger1.” Yan Yuanfei smiled. “It’s already in the past. Let bygones be bygones. It doesn’t matter if she liked me or not. Perhaps when I also pass away one day and meet her on the road to hell, I’ll ask her properly.”

“You believe in reincarnation?” Ling Sheng smiled on the surface, but she felt a little suffocated within.

The Third Master had said that there was no such thing as reincarnation for characters in a book. If they died, they vanished and would never appear again.

The Third Master had said that when Song Yiyan woke up, there might be a way. She was proficient in Feng Shui divination, so she might be able to change his fate and save his life.

“There are some things that you can’t not believe or believe entirely.” Yan Yuanfei looked at her. “Sheng Sheng, when you get older, you’ll understand.”

Ling Sheng thought, I understand very well. I really understand more than all of you. She hummed an acknowledgment obediently. “Second Uncle, don’t keep feeling sorry for Ms. Dongfang either. Everyone has their own fate. Her illness is her fate too. It has nothing to do with you and Auntie Ruoshui.”

The fate of all the characters had been arranged by the author. Perhaps the author had not felt anything when he had arranged it, but he had truly inflicted pain and torment on the relevant characters, causing them to live with this kind of fate their whole lives.

“How could it not matter?” Yan Yuanfei turned to look out of the window and muttered softly. His smile was a little bitter as he sighed in a low, almost inaudible voice. “How could it not matter!”

Upon seeing the man’s emaciated and lonely figure, Ling Sheng thought that she had to awaken Song Yiyan quickly to see if she could treat Second Uncle’s illness.

If the Third Master had said that, then Song Yiyan was quite impressive. She was a powerful great master-level character who could defy the heavens and change fate. Why had she become so weak after transmigrating then?

The car stopped in a cemetery.

Ling Sheng had not expected them to come to the cemetery.

“Today is Dongfang Chu’s death anniversary. I want to come and take a look.” Yan Yuanfei looked at Ling Sheng. “If you don’t want to get down, wait in the car. I’ll be back soon.”

Ever since she had passed away, this was the first time he had come. It might be the last time too.

Since Ling Sheng had already come, she would naturally accompany him. She took the bouquet from Jiang Pei and held it in her hand. It was a beautiful bouquet of daisies.

At this time, the cemetery was very quiet. Not many people would choose to come and pay their respects at noon, especially the deceased’s relatives. They believed that when the Yang1 energy was strong, the deceased would not appear or see their family members.

Therefore, Yan Yuanfei had chosen this time because he was afraid of meeting someone he was familiar with. It would not be good if anyone recognized him. He was already a dying man, so he did not want to cause more trouble.

The photo on the tombstone was the last thing Ling Sheng had seen when she had returned. Her facial features were delicate, and her eyes were big and bright. She was smiling, and there were also two dimples on her cheeks, making her look even sweeter.