Ji Zongwen, who is exactly forty years old this year.
Many people regard him as the future Star Emperor.
And Ji Zongwen indeed has great ambition.
His own achievements in Martial Arts are outstanding, with a cultivation at the Ninth Layer of the Tongtian Realm, but his actual combat power is enough to rival the Tribulation Transformation Realm.
Forty years old, with the combat power of the Tribulation Transformation Realm.
This is obviously extremely astonishing.
Most importantly.
Ji Zongwen is also very strong in terms of connections and resources.
He is like a born emperor, not only superior by birth but also very hardworking.
Lin Songyun turned around and glanced at Ji Zongwen, her gaze emotionless.
Ji Zongwen didnât mind, smiling slightly, "Song Yun, Iâve been entangled in miscellaneous affairs and been extremely busy these days, so Iâve come less often. Please donât be angry with me."
Lin Songyun withdrew her gaze, continuing to look at the lake in front, responding quite casually, "Itâs nothing."
This perfunctory attitude made Aunt Qingâs expression slightly change.
She smoothed things over, "The Eldest Prince is looking more and more majestic these days. In seven days, it will be your and Song Yunâs wedding. At that time, the Eldest Princeâs demeanor will surely astonish the Great Star."
Ji Zongwen smiled and said, "Aunt Qing praises me too much."
His eyes, in peripheral vision, stared at Lin Songyun, a bit sinister.
In fact, this wasnât the first time Lin Songyun had been indifferent to him.
From the first time he met Lin Songyun till today, Lin Songyun had always held this attitude.
On the surface, Ji Zongwen naturally wouldnât say anything.
But in his heart, he was naturally very displeased.
With Ji Zongwenâs status and position, many vied to be his woman.
Yet Lin Songyun was extremely cold towards him.
Ji Zongwen just didnât say anything, but in his heart, grievances accumulated greatly.
"After the wedding in seven days, I will make you âwake up.â"
Ji Zongwen thought darkly in his heart.
"Today Song Yun doesnât seem to be feeling well, I will visit another day." Ji Zongwen looked at Aunt Qing.
He naturally didnât like warm faces plastered against cold ones.
Aunt Qing said, "Alright, the Eldest Prince is welcome anytime."
Ji Zongwen left.
Aunt Qing immediately said to Lin Songyun, "Song Yun, how many times have I told you, you cannot treat Ji Zongwen with such an attitude."
"Then what kind of attitude should I have?"
Lin Songyun turned her head, questioning Aunt Qing.
Aunt Qing said, "Ji Zongwen is now very powerful, and the matter is settled, it canât be changed."
"I know you always couldnât forget that Qin Chen, but isnât Ji Zongwen better than Qin Chen?"
"One day, when Ji Zongwen rules the throne, you will be the Empress, does this not surpass being with Qin Chen?"
"No one compares to Qin Chen!"
Lin Songyunâs gaze was firm, "Aunt Qing, have you forgotten the Great Origin Dynastyâs Competition Ceremony, that moment when he topped the list, that scene, have you forgotten?"
At the Competition Ceremony, Qin Chenâs victory moment, declaring to the world, also astonished the world.
From that moment on.
Lin Songyun was very certain.
Qin Chen was the man worth entrusting her life to.
Aunt Qing sighed, "I admit, Qin Chenâs affection for you is true, but now things are like this, you donât have the power to change it, and neither do I."
"No one has the power to change it."
"This is already a done deal, why canât you just forget Qin Chen?"
Lin Songyun smiled and shook her head, "I canât forget."
She stared at the calm lake, "Aunt Qing, you go ahead, leave me for a while alone, rest assured, I know what I shoulder, even if itâs an act, I will play this part well."
Aunt Qing sighed.
She shook her head.
Ever since she brought Lin Songyun back from the Blood Continent Islands.
She had been guiding Lin Songyun.
She had no daughter, and almost treated Lin Songyun as her own daughter.
If possible, of course, she also hoped to fulfill Qin Chen and Lin Songyun.
But.
It was impossible.
Force majeure.
After Aunt Qing left.
Tears rolled down Lin Songyunâs cheeks, crying in silence.
Amidst the seamless horizon.
The girlâs tears were particularly heart-wrenching.
"Father, Mother, where are you? If you were here, would you let me marry Ji Zongwen?"
"And Qin Chen, where are you? Do you know? In seven days, everything will be irreversible, I really want to see you..."
Lin Songyunâs eyes turned red, crying alone.
She didnât know where her parents were.
In the Spirit God Clan it was always Aunt Qing taking care of her.
Coming here, she became the Saintess without rhyme or reason.
She never experienced fatherly or motherly love, being very independent from childhood to adulthood, so much so that at the most critical moment of her life, her ever-resilient heart finally experienced feelings of helplessness.
In her tears.
She kept recalling her first meeting with Qin Chen, defeating a Sea Beast, finally cultivating together at the Blood Continent Sect, scene after scene, making Lin Songyun more pained.
She had not tried not to forget Qin Chen.
But.
She really couldnât do it.
"Saintess, the President of the Great Star Telekinesis Master Association requests a visit."
A voice sounded behind Lin Songyun.
"Just say Iâm not here."
Lin Songyun hurriedly wiped the tears from her face, she didnât want others to see her like this, strong to the point of heartache, speaking with her back turned to that person.
At this moment, of course, she wouldnât meet any President of the Great Star Telekinesis Master Association.
That person said, "But the other party said you must see him, and also gave me this."
He opened his hand; in his palm was a Token.
This Token was the one Aunt Qing had given to Qin Chen at that time.
Lin Songyun did not pay much attention initially, but when she saw this Token, her eyes instantly froze.
Subsequently.
She ran frenziedly to the person, taking the Token in her hand to scrutinize.
The messenger looked puzzled.
He had never seen Lin Songyun like this.
Lin Songyun looked at the Token, her hands started to tremble, eyes gradually welling with uncontrollable tears.
"Where is he?!"
Lin Songyun raised her head to inquire.
The reporter hesitated, "Outside the palace, Saintess are you alright?"
He found it a bit strange.
It was just a Token.
Why such a big reaction?
"Whoosh!"
Lin Songyunâs figure transformed into a gentle breeze in an instant, extremely fast, and immediately arrived at the palace entrance.
At the door.
Stood a white figure.
Seeing the somewhat hurried girl rushing out, Qin Chenâs face blossomed with a smile, this smile immediately broke Lin Songyunâs tears.
She seemed somewhat incredulous, even rubbing her eyes.
"Donât rub."
"Itâs me, Song Yun."
Qin Chen stepped forward and directly embraced Lin Songyun, gently patting her back, whispering, "Iâm sorry, Iâm late."