Transmigration; Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Uncle-Chapter 257; Lu Yuze 9

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Long Chen finished his chat with his sister, thoroughly amused. His sister was no young girl, she was an ancient mystical creature who had lived longer than anyone on Earth.

She’d seen centuries of men come and go. So what, he wondered, did this Lu Yuze have that caught her eye?

Yes, the man was beautiful, ethereal, even. But Long Chen had just finished reading his file. Lu Yuze’s wife had died in childbirth twelve years earlier, and only now was he showing interest in women again? Long Chen didn’t trust it.

Still, knowing where his sister was brought him peace. Nothing compared to the joy he’d felt when he sensed her magic earlier, that familiar signature he’d recognize anywhere, across any distance. He’d known instantly it was her.

The face was a little different, but he could still see her beneath it. When had she learned to take over someone’s appearance so completely?

According to the data, she’d married Lu Yuze only a week ago. There was no record of her for the last three years on land, or the five before that, under the sea. The years and has been missing. And now she was here, playing human.

He walked to the sink and ran the water, using its surface to contact his father. The water shimmered, rippling with magic, and soon his father’s face appeared in the liquid mirror.

"Father," Long Chen said softly, voice tinged with playful accusation, "you’re not a good person."

His father sat in a dimly lit bedroom, his wife asleep beside him, her breathing slow and even. He kept his voice low. "What have I done now, my dear? Have the Earthlings finally captured your interest? You spend more time there than here. Come back home."

"How could you not tell me our sister contacted you?" Long Chen’s tone sharpened. "You know how long we’ve been searching for her."

"Hehehe..." His father chuckled weakly, scrambling for an excuse. "I hadn’t confirmed it yet. How could I tell you so suddenly?" He paused. "She asked me to wait a month, to let her handle whatever she’s dealing with before coming back."

"I saw her today." Long Chen’s voice softened with genuine warmth. "She looks just as young as always. Healthier, even." That brief glimpse had meant everything.

"I wish to see her too, but you know your mother’s health..." His father’s gaze drifted to the sleeping woman beside him, frail beneath the covers. Her fragile condition was the real reason he’d kept quiet, one more shock might be too much for her heart to bear.

"I know, I know. She’ll come visit. She promised." Long Chen paused, then couldn’t suppress a giggle. "But you should know, the matter she’s handling? She has a human husband now. She got married. Even has stepchildren."

Their father had never managed to marry off their sister. Every other sibling had found partners, started families, given him grandchildren, but not her. She’d always been different. Uninterested. She’d hated men, shown no inclination toward romance at all.

"Hehehe... Are you telling me my golden tree is finally blooming?" His father sounded amused but deeply skeptical. His daughter toying with a human for her own entertainment seemed far more likely than actual attachment.

"You’ll be surprised," Long Chen said, his tone turning meaningful. "I saw how protective she was at the hospital today. She wouldn’t even let me get close to him."

The silence stretched, rich with unspoken understanding. Then, his father’s expression shifted, surprise melting into something softer. Pride, perhaps. Or a fragile, long-buried hope.

"Protective..." his father murmured, as if tasting the unfamiliar word. "She’s never been protective of anyone but family."

"Exactly." A wide grin spread across Long Chen’s face. "I think our ice princess might actually be melting, Father."

"This I must see for myself. When..."

"Give her the month she asked for," Long Chen interjected, though his tone was sympathetic. He knew his father’s restless heart. "She said she’d come. You know she keeps her word."

His father nodded slowly, the wonder still settling over him like a new skin. "A husband. Stepchildren. Our daughter..." He shook his head, a soft laugh escaping him. "Your brothers won’t believe it."

"Don’t tell them yet," Long Chen warned, leaning forward. "You know how they are. They’ll descend on her like a tidal wave, interrogating the poor man, making theatrical threats. Let her handle whatever this is first."

"Agreed." His father’s gaze drifted back to his wife, her chest rising and falling in a steady, delicate rhythm. "And your mother... I’ll wait until your sister visits. Seeing her in person will be better than just hearing about it. Safer for her heart."

"Good idea." Long Chen’s smile softened. "Get some rest, Father. I’ll keep watch from a distance."

"You’re staying on Earth, then?"

"For now. Just to make sure she’s safe." Long Chen’s expression turned mischievous. "And maybe to figure out what makes this Lu Yuze so... special."

His father chuckled, the sound low and warm. "Don’t frighten the man too much. If your sister actually likes him, we don’t want you scaring him off."

"Me? I’m the reasonable one." Long Chen laughed. "Wait until the others find out."

They exchanged quite goodbyes, and the water’s surface stilled, its shimmer gone, leaving only a quiet reflection of the room. Long Chen turned off the tap, his mind already weaving plans for discreet observation.

Behind him, in the reflected bedroom, his father settled back against the pillows with a weary, hopeful sigh.

The woman beside him did not move. Her breathing remained slow, even, and deep. Her eyes stayed peacefully closed.

But beneath the silken covers, her hand was pressed against her chest, her fingers trembling ever so slightly.

Alive.

The word was a seismic shift in her soul, cracking open a vault that had been frozen solid for several long, hollow years. My daughter is alive.

A single, hot tear escaped the seam of her eyelid, tracing a slow path down her temple and disappearing into her silver-streaked hair.