Bi Xia was startled, "You have a sister?"
Qin Zhan smiled faintly, "Yes, I have a sister, her name is Qin Qing."
"Oh?" Bi Xia's eyes widened, "Shuimu Zhanqinghua? Xie Hun's 'Travels to the Western Pond'?"
Looking down at Bi Xia, Qin Zhan smiled and kissed Bi Xia, "So smart!"
"My Zhan, sister's Qing, both come from that line. In the Qin Family, whether in the family on the side of Country A, we have seen all sorts of murkiness, and mother hoped that my sister and I could remain clear and bright, not tainted by those dark impurities."
"But..." His phoenix eyes suddenly darkened, devoid of any emotion, "I still ended up going in the opposite direction of what mother hoped."
Feeling a pang in his heart, Bi Xia tightly furrowed his brow and grasped Qin Zhan's hand. Qin Zhan shook his head at Bi Xia and continued, "Qin Qing and I were like that, one in Country A, one in Country C, and I was always raised by the old man."
