The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law

Alas, Ye Zhen seemed completely oblivious to that point.

Upon hearing his parents’ words, Ye Zhen merely gave a token response, "Then I hope my brother-in-law will take good care of me in the future."

His words were exceedingly perfunctory, audible to anyone.

Ye Yuan and his wife were very dissatisfied with Ye Zhen’s attitude.

But they also understood that they couldn’t linger on this issue forever.

If they kept at it and this foolish son of theirs still didn’t wake up, saying something he shouldn’t, then everything would truly be over.

So, Ye Yuan decisively changed the topic, "Chen Feng, let’s not dwell on the past. From now on, we’re family. You and Zhiqiu can discuss the wedding yourselves and just notify us, what do you think?"

"Alright."

Long Chen’s reply was simple and clear.

But at that moment, Long Chen felt a pang of reflection.

This was the advantage that strength brought.

If he were still the same person who couldn’t practice Martial Arts, would Ye Yuan be doing this?

The answer was undoubtedly negative, Ye Yuan would not!

This, indeed, made Long Chen realize a lot.

Ye Zhiqiu was just as deeply moved.

Her initial desperate act to reveal the truth was to tarnish not only her family’s but also the Yan Royal Mansion’s reputation, and then end her life, refusing to let the Yan Royal Mansion succeed even in death.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, Long Chen emerged, turning the tides.

Even the unassailable Prince of Imperial City was forced to kneel, helpless to resist.

Even if this was just a temporary suppression, Long Chen’s performance was against the heavens.

"Chen Feng, let’s find somewhere else to talk properly," Ye Zhiqiu said to Long Chen.

She had many questions she wanted to ask Long Chen.

"Alright."

Long Chen nodded.

"Follow me."

Ye Zhiqiu led Long Chen upstairs to her room.

Meanwhile, back in the banquet hall, Ye He, Ye Yuan and his wife, and Ye Zhen looked at each other in dismay.

"Who would have thought that in the end it would be this person whom we all looked down on who disrupted all our plans, forcing me to exclaim that life indeed is full of uncertainties," Ye He sighed.

"Indeed," Ye Yuan also sighed, and then added, "However, fortunately, the end result isn’t too bad for our Ye Family."

"Murong Xiu handled the situation very well; at the crucial moment, she was able to stand up and speak for Long Chen firmly taking his side. Such magnanimity, I admit, even I lack. Murong Xiu, why were you able to make that decision at that time? You must know, had you lost the bet, and Long Chen failed to make the Prince submit, the consequences we would have had to face would have been severe."

Ye He turned his gaze to Murong Xiu.

Murong Xiu smiled and said, "Father, at that time I really didn’t think too much. I didn’t consider whether Long Chen could suppress the Prince or not.

What I thought then was that Zhiqiu, this girl, was willing to risk her life to stand with Long Chen. Such a divine romance, I fantasized about it when I was young but never achieved it. My daughter has it now, so as a mother, how could I not stand with her?

Of course, I can’t deny that I was indeed influenced by Long Chen’s assertiveness, which subconsciously led me to make the right choice.

Regardless of the outcome, once I made that decision, I had already thought it through that no matter what, I would have no regrets. It’s that simple, not too complicated."

"You, you’ve changed a bit," Ye He said, his expression complex.

The Murong Xiu he knew wasn’t like this; in his eyes, his daughter-in-law had always been a cunning and gloomy figure.

But this incident changed Ye He’s mind.

Murong Xiu smiled and said, "Nowadays, I may still look young, but I’m already over fifty. If I keep in good health, maybe I can live another twenty or thirty years. If my health deteriorates, I might die sooner. So why let my own daughter resent me until death? Father, don’t you agree?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Ye He gave a thumbs-up, "You’ve changed, and it’s time I reflect as well. You’re right, even you could foresee this; and here I am, an old man with one foot in the grave, yet still refusing to see reason. It’s not right. We owe Zhiqiu an apology; her judgment is better than all of ours."

"Now, I also believe Zhiqiu’s perseverance was correct," Ye Yuan slowly added.

"I don’t think so," Ye Zhen said. "He has offended the Prince, and who is the Prince? He’s the man who has stood unshakable in Imperial City for decades. What great figure in Martial Arts hasn’t he seen?

The Prince’s temporary retreat doesn’t mean he has no way to deal with Long Chen. Dad, Mom, Grandpa, I hope you’ll carefully consider leaving a way out for our Ye Family."

Ye Zhen spoke earnestly, naively believing his own cleverness as he delivered these words.

Ye He glanced at Ye Zhen, shook his head, and felt very disappointed in him.

Ye Yuan furrowed his brow even more, scolding, "Stop trying to be cunning here. Have you ever considered that we have already made our stance clear by standing with Long Chen? At this point, do you really want us to go to the Yan Royal Mansion to apologize and then be killed like dogs or chased out? Do you think the Yan Royal Mansion is foolish?"

"Zhen’er, you still have much to learn. Don’t let petty cleverness and willfulness ruin your life. I’m your mother, and I hope you will be humble and eager to learn. With a modest heart, you will surely be able to learn from your brother-in-law things that will benefit you for life."

Murong Xiu solemnly admonished.

Ye Zhen lowered his head, clenching his teeth tightly.

He was unconvinced because he felt that Long Chen was just a bit stronger in Martial Arts.

In other aspects, he believed he was not weaker than Long Chen.

But now, Ye Zhen dared not voice such thoughts anymore.

...

Upstairs, Ye Zhiqiu held onto Long Chen, inquiring in detail about how he had recovered.

Long Chen gave a lot of face to Ye Zhiqiu, talking about many of his cultivation practices, but he did not reveal that he was not a Martial Practitioner but an Immortal Cultivator!

Such a revelation would be hard for Ye Zhiqiu to understand, and it would take much effort to explain. Long Chen didn’t want to bother.

After listening to Long Chen’s words, Ye Zhiqiu fell silent for a few seconds before he cautiously asked, "Then your memory, has it truly not returned?"

"It hasn’t." Long Chen frowned as he was reminded of this by Ye Zhiqiu, "The temple’s abbot said that once I returned to my peak condition, my memory should come back. But now, although I’ve recovered, there are no signs of my memory returning. I’m beginning to wonder if I have completely lost that part of my past?"

"That won’t be the case. You’ll definitely be able to recover your memory. I think you might need to get in touch with some people from your past in order to regain it."

Ye Zhiqiu spoke softly.

"People from the past?"

Long Chen sighed, "Now, I can’t remember anything, how would I even remember anyone from the past? Am I supposed to get on the news or appear on TV to let old acquaintances see me and then seek me out? That would be ridiculous."

"That won’t be necessary, I can guide you."

Ye Zhiqiu bit her lip lightly. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

She was torn and felt very complicated.

If she guided Long Chen and he went to them and regained his memory, would she still have a place in his heart?

Ye Zhiqiu felt that once Long Chen recovered his memory, it would be difficult for her to have any interaction with him again.

Yet, not informing Long Chen would be too selfish, and Ye Zhiqiu did not want to be that selfish.

After much thought, Ye Zhiqiu decided she should tell Long Chen, regardless of the outcome.

Long Chen watched Ye Zhiqiu, also very happy.

He reached out, excitedly wrapping his arms around Ye Zhiqiu’s shoulders, whispering, "Zhiqiu, then tell me quickly."

"Your acquaintances, I don’t know them very well. I only know of two, one is Zhao Churan and the other is Li Yuechan. They are both key leaders of the Eastern Dragon Shadow Group in Qianzhou, both hold high positions, and... it seems like they’re both your women. You can look for them; it might help you regain your memory."

"Is that so? They are both my women?"

Long Chen was astonished.

"Most likely," Ye Zhiqiu averted her gaze slightly.

"Zhiqiu, you..."

Long Chen hesitated.

"Chen Feng, truth is, the people from Yan Royal Mansion were not wrong. Your real name is indeed Long Chen, not Chen Feng. I’ve lied to you. Moreover, before you lost your memory, I was not your fiancée. It was only after you lost your memory. And initially, I was only entrusted to take care of you, but then I found myself truly falling in love with you. I’m telling you all this because I don’t want to hide anything from you anymore. If you are angry and choose to ignore me, I have no regrets."

Ye Zhiqiu revealed all the truth in one breath.

Long Chen, after hearing this, did indeed feel shocked. Was this a confession?

But Long Chen didn’t blame Ye Zhiqiu for it.

"Zhiqiu, no matter how we came to be together, I only know that if you wish to follow me in the future, I will never let you down. Whether before the memory loss, after, or even after recovering my memory, I stand by these words,"

Long Chen said softly.

Ye Zhiqiu, with tears in her eyes, felt that even if she were to die now, having heard these words from Long Chen, it would be worth it!