No. 465 Magnolia non-flower
Mrs. Ji didn't think it was funny at all, her body was sick and weak, not weak, "You girl is going around, I don't know what to say." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoI know you, I don't know you, I can't even see Baofan a few times a year, do I still want to ask you to be close? β
Jienan saw that Mao changed color, "The younger generation doesn't dare, I just want to know how much the eldest lady knows about me, maybe I don't need to say much, just take out something." β
Mrs. Ji smiled coldly, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I'm really isolated from the world, and I'm not very interested in anything, you can say it or not, the result is four words - I can't help you." β
Although there is a big difference from what he imagined, Jienan didn't care, "In that case, please forgive the junior for asking directly." The eldest lady's maiden family can be surnamed Bai? β
Mrs. Ji's fine eyes drooped slightly, and she said lightly, "The daughter of Bai Song of the Beiyue Sword Sect, naturally her surname is Bai. β
Her pronunciation was so clear that it was impossible for this lady to mishear it, but she was afraid that she was sloppy. Jienan smiled and asked a series of questions, "The eldest lady's name is Bai Lan?" In fact, the surname Zhao? The eldest lady and the white sect master are not biological father and daughter? The biological parents of the eldest lady are General Zhao and his wife-"
"Shut up." The voice was steep, and she could no longer face it coldly, and Mrs. Ji finally showed a shocked look.
A series of questions, in fact, are not questions, but statements of facts.
Magnolia Forest, not a place, is a person's name.
The name of the only daughter of the Zhao family.
Zhao Bailan.
When Granny Crow told her where Zhao Bailan was, Jienan's shock was by no means less than that of Mrs. Ji at this time. Unexpectedly, the only remaining bloodline of the Zhao family was the daughter-in-law of the Jiangling Ji family, and she would have such a close relationship with herself. However, according to her temptation, Mrs. Ji did not seem to know the appearance of Qingya Mountain, and her reaction to knowing her identity was not panic, but resistance and resistance.
Granny Crow only said that she was sorry for her daughter, but did not elaborate on how to be sorry.
Jienan thought that he had not been able to accompany his daughter to the end, but at this time, he realized that he was afraid that there was a deeper inner story.
"Get out." After being shocked, Mrs. Ji's tone was extremely unfriendly.
Jienan is not sticky, turn around and leave.
Hiding the secret from my in-law's family, after so many years, suddenly let a completely unfamiliar person tell it, and it is absolutely reasonable to drive people away.
She's not in a hurry, she can afford to wait.
"Wait! Who do you listen to? "It's tantamount to admitting it personally.
"Your mother." Jienan stopped, turned around, and replied.
"My mother?" Mrs. Ji coughed and laughed, "Miss Nan almost made me think that you had any real evidence, but it turned out to be hearsay." Who in the world does not know that General Zhao and his sons were killed in the Battle of the Northern Capital, and the general's mansion was killed by the soldiers today, and no one survived. I don't think you're very old, and you should still be a little girl in the year of the Northern Capital War. Even if you escaped from the Zhao Mansion, why did the general's wife tell you such a thing. β
"The eldest lady's question is very strange." A certain nine is not there, and a certain mountain's brain speed is the first, "Everyone in the world knows that General Zhao has no daughters under his knees, but you only ask me for my credentials, and I am not surprised that the Zhao family has a daughter." β
Mrs. Ji was dumbfounded, and it took a while to barely find an excuse, "I don't know if the Zhao family has a daughter, it's just that you said that Mrs. Zhao told you this, but you think it's ridiculous." β
"That's what Mrs. Zhao told me. Mrs. Zhao did not die in the Battle of the Northern Capital, but lived incognito and lived in Qingya Mountain opposite Jue Town, guarding the secrets entrusted to her by General Zhao. β
Sure enough, not surprisingly, when Mrs. Ji heard the news that her mother was still alive, a hint of joy seeped into her pale face.
Jienan decided that the long pain was better than the short pain, "Because I solved the mystery set by General Zhao, Dr. Zhao told me about you, and then she lured the enemy into the general's mausoleum, and died with the enemy, and also fulfilled her wish to be buried with the general." β
The ruddy color suddenly receded, and Mrs. Ji stood up suddenly, and the stove fell to the ground with a clatter.
Huan'er was busy asking outside, "Big lady, what's wrong?" β
Jienan's eyes were full of apologies, "I'm sorry, I didn't have time to stop your mother, she actually doesn't have to do that, even if Ah Yong said that being buried with General Zhao was her last wish, she had already decided that she would not leave Qingya Mountain." Pantothenic acid in her eyes, thinking of those people she couldn't save, "Although a selfish person like me can't understand the idea of choosing death rather than living, everyone has their own choices and beliefs in their hearts." β
Huan'er asked what was going on.
Mrs. Ji raised her voice, with a choked nasal voice, "It's okay." β
It's quiet outside.
"Sit down and tell me the whole thing in detail." Mrs. Ji believed in Jienan.
Jienan walked back according to his words, not in a hurry to sit, but leaned over to pick up the stove and put it back in the hands of Mrs. Ji, then sat aside, left General Zhao with a secret weapon, and used the four pictures as clues, how she got the map, how to crack it, how to find the Green Crow Mountain, saw the last Zhao family army, and the crow mother-in-law, broke the formation and took four things, in exchange for the name Zhao Bailan.
After listening, Mrs. Ji couldn't cry.
Jienan did not persuade or urge, and guarded silently.
After a long time, Dr. Ji opened his mouth, "I hate my father." β
Jienan's expression was calm, "I hate my dad too." β
Mrs. Ji shook her head, "No, you won't understand." Others only boast about the door out of the tiger, but I don't know that my grandmother is patriarchal and superstitious. There was a Taoist priest who said that the Zhao family would be destroyed at the hands of his daughter, and not long after my grandmother gave birth to my little aunt, my great-grandfather and grandfather died on the battlefield. The grandmother was radical from then on, and the family had no daughter's share in speaking, and the two aunts were married off early, because the marriage was decided hastily, and life was very bad, and they left before they lived past thirty. My father is the eldest son, we live with my grandmother, I was born to my mother's firstborn, because it is a daughter, my mother and I were treated badly by my grandmother, and my grandmother did not even allow the whole family to mention my daughter to the outside world, until the eldest brother was born, and my mother's life was better. But my grandmother still didn't like me, and she didn't help me in the name of Zhao's daughter, nor did she allow my father and mother to love me at all, until the Bai sect master and his wife appeared and wanted to take me as an apprentice, and my grandmother simply sent me away. That year, I was seven years old, and I was just a shadow in the Zhao family, and I didn't exist at all. β
Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and the scripture of the Zhao family is as difficult to read as the Sang family scripture.
Mrs. Ji continued, "I am about fifteen years old, my grandmother is gone, and my father and mother want to recognize meβ"
"But there's no going back." Jienan understands.
"Yes, I can't go back!" Mrs. Ji was a little emotional, "My adoptive parents treated me as their own, but my biological parents didn't do anything for me - even if they did, they couldn't stick to it and gave up on me. In the end, the Zhao family was ruined, and I really wanted to ask my grandmother if it was destroyed in my hands! β