"At first, when the child didn't come, I just felt that I had to force myself to do something that Chang's descendants should do. But since the child was sent to the house, I have long forgotten those original thoughts, and I have guarded him wholeheartedly, watching him cry and laughing. Gradually, unconsciously, raising children has become the most willing thing for me. Sometimes looking at his sleeping face, watching him grow day by day, I sometimes think, maybe this is fate......"

Su Xiaochen rarely heard his aunt mention what happened when he was a child, because his aunt would always say that he couldn't remember clearly. It was the first time he had heard his aunt Ken speak so carefully, and he couldn't help but hear it.

"I remember that in the first two months I saw that the child's face was always red, because he had never been a mother and didn't know much, he just thought it was good-looking, but then I found that the flush on his face always did not fade, and it became more and more red, and sometimes it would heat up to the touch. After another month, I noticed that the child was eating less and less, and he often cried and vomited after eating. I thought it was because of a bad spleen and stomach, so I boiled all kinds of soup for him, and held him day and night, for fear that he would cough when he slept. Your uncle was young at the time, and he was anxious when he saw this, for fear that something would go wrong......"

"Is there something wrong with it?"

"About...... However, we secretly invited a few doctors, many of whom were famous doctors in the imperial capital, but they couldn't see what the cause was, only one doctor said that his complexion was too ruddy, and he might have eaten something that should not be eaten, but after smelling the diet, he felt that there was no unusual food, and he was helpless. Your uncle was anxious and forced the doctor to heal, so the doctor could only prescribe some soothing prescriptions, but it didn't work. ”

"And such a thing...... This is really a burden on my aunt. Su Xiaochen thought to himself that there was nothing wrong with his strong body later, so he was naturally cured. So he asked, "Then how did the illness get better?" Su Xiaochen has no memory of this past at all.

Mrs. Ye looked at him and said word by word: "Later...... The illness is not cured. Half a month later, the child had a high fever and died. ”

"Dead?!" Su Xiaochen felt like he had been hit with a hammer in the back of his head, and he was so stunned that he couldn't speak.

Isn't the child Wen Lan sent by herself? If this child dies, who am I?

"Uncle, then I'm ......"

Mrs. Ye gestured for him to listen first.

"I put the child's body next to my bed and cried all night...... I didn't think much about what Chang's would do in the future, but this child was raised by himself for half a year, and he was already worried about it...... And your uncle is anxious and afraid, he is afraid that Wen Lan will not give up after discovering this matter, how to say that it is also the only bloodline of the lord of Chakdo, and now he has died in his own hands, I am afraid that as soon as Wen Lan turns his face, the Chang family will have no hope of recovering the country. Then your uncle came up with a plan, he told me not to be quiet, not to mourn, but to bury the child's body quietly and stay at home, but he hurried out alone. Seven or eight days later, he came home again, and gave me a baby boy about the same age, and I later heard him know that he had gone out looking for the child. ”

Su Xiaochen listened to it with his hairs standing upside down, and cold sweat flowed. This is the second time he has felt this way, and the last time was in the "Ye Mansion" in Shakoye Dadu.

"So...... I'm not ......."

Mrs. Ye nodded and said with tears in her eyes: "Yes, the child of the lord of the Chakdo country has already died. You're not a child of Chactador...... Your uncle knows that once the child dies, Wen Lan is shrewd, and it is inevitable that he will not find out in the future. He knew that there were occasional Imurans near Jingzhou, so he could only rush over to see if he could find an Imuran child to take back to hide his eyes. Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived near Gyeongju, I met an Imuram lying dying on the side of the road, saying that he had been robbed and that there was a baby who was still swaddling beside him. The Imulans said that they had no hope of survival, but hoped that they would be able to entrust their children. Your uncle was suspicious at first, and he was not sure whether the infant child was an Imuran or not, so he deliberately said that it was not an Imuran child and would not take it in. The man said that the child was not only an Imuran, but also a child of the Eagle Clan, and that there was a depression in the back of the child's waist as evidence, and that the descendants of the warriors of the Eagle Clan had such a depression. Your uncle knew that the lord of Chakdor was an eagle tribe, and remembered that the dead baby boy also had such a depression in his waist, so he believed it. ”

"How could such a coincidence?" Su Xiaochen was dumbfounded when he heard this. Hunying told him about the dented bones around his waist, and explained that it was a symbol of the descendants of the Eagle Clan's warriors. But the whole thing is still unspeakably weird, and all this is still from the mouth of my aunt, although my uncle is scheming, but he will never believe that his aunt is lying to himself.

"It's a coincidence, it's a strange thing. At that time, your uncle had no choice at all, he knew that Wen Lan had many eyes and ears, and he was afraid that the truth would be discovered too late, so he rushed back to the imperial capital with the child overnight. Xiaochen ...... You should be able to understand by now, what kind of background you are, right? ”

"I ...... I ......" Su Xiaochen already felt that the world was spinning.

I'm not Chaktor's son, and I'm not Hunying's nephew? Naturally, I shouldn't be the lord of Imulan...... So Wen Lan's revenge for killing her father is still there? Am I going to hate him like that? If I don't hate him, what should I do with the agreement with Qi Lie?

Who the hell am I?

Mrs. Ye saw that he was at a loss, stared at the ground, and sighed.

"Your uncle...... To live for one obsession all your life, that is to restore the country. He knew from the beginning that you were not Chacteau's son. But he didn't care, he said that as long as he could make Wen Lan think that you were, you were. Even if you don't have the blood of the Lord of Imuran, he wants to promise Yin'er to you. ”

"Just because I can become the lord of the country in the future?" Su Xiaochen gritted his teeth and asked, "So in his heart, I am just a tool, a tool to restore the country for him." In order to make this tool more perfect, he even did not hesitate to hang the last bit of Chang's blood on Yinmei's body on me, a wild boy who came from nowhere?! ”

Mrs. Ye was said to be like a knife, "Xiaochen...... Your uncle is very wrong, I don't defend him, I just hope you can understand one thing, in your aunt's heart, it doesn't matter what your surname is or whose blood you are, you are my child, and you will always be my child. ”

"Auntie...... Why are you telling me this...... The child's heart is so bitter. I thought that my uncle would have at least a little bit of ...... for me in the past ten years," Su Xiaochen couldn't say any more, and tears rolled down.

"My aunt knows that it will hurt you to tell you this, but my aunt has to tell you this. Because my aunt never wants you to follow your uncle's old path, and you have delayed your life for those revenge or obsession with recovering the country that have nothing to do with you! ”

"Auntie ......"

"Xiaochen...... All these years, I have always felt guilty about the child who died young, such an innocent child, but watched his body grow cold in my arms...... That's why my aunt swore that I would take good care of you, so that I could alleviate some of my previous sins. But in order to prevent Wen Lan from discovering it, your uncle didn't even let a piece of paper money be burned, and he didn't dare to use a coffin to bury it, so he just found a small wooden box and put the child's body in it......"

"And then?"

"In the yard where you used to live, there was a plum tree, do you remember?"

Su Xiaochen suddenly felt a chill hit his back.

"Mo is not ......"

"Yes, the son of the lord of Chakdor is buried under the plum tree. For this matter, your uncle has lived on Yanbo Street for so many years, and he never dared to move, and now I have finally told the secret. Son, I hope you can do one thing for your aunt. Since the collapse of the Snow House, the Ye Mansion has been sealed by your uncle. After the city falls, can you go back to the old house on Yanbo Street, and go to that small courtyard to re-bury the child's body for your aunt and mother, okay? This is one of the things that my aunt has often dreamed of in the middle of the night for more than ten years, and if you can't help my aunt with this, my aunt will really feel uneasy......

"Okay, I promise my aunt that I will bury the child well." Su Xiaochen nodded with difficulty.

Mrs. Ye stroked Su Xiaochen's forehead, and said with a soft gaze: "No matter what kind of person you become in the future, or what you want to do, my aunt's only hope is that you don't suffer yourself, you remember, although I am not your biological mother, you will always be my child." ”

"Aunt......" Su Xiaochen knelt on Mrs. Ye's lap, "Auntie, don't worry, I will take good care of you in the future." ”

"Your child's mind, my aunt has always believed in it. It's just that my aunt said this, and I was a little tired and wanted to lie down for a while, okay? ”

Su Xiaochen saw that Mrs. Ye looked tired, nodded and said, "Okay, that kid will come over after dawn." ”

Mrs. Ye saw Su Xiaochen's tall body out of the tent, and muttered, "Sure enough, he has grown taller again." ”

The fire in the high part of Miaodai Mountain in the distance was still there, and Mrs. Ye looked at the red corner of the northwest outside the tent, stretched out her hand and touched her face, not feeling the tears.

Zhiqiu, do you know, I have always been reluctant for you to call me the county lord.

I'm Mrs. Ye, and anything other than that doesn't matter to me.

You said you would marry me, and I rejoiced.

You said that you want to change your surname to Ye, and I will leave it to you.

You said that the surname Ye is to remember the family hatred and national hatred, but do you know the word Ye, what is the meaning in my heart?

The recitation has leaf rhyme, which is for harmony. I only want to be with you in this life, and I want nothing else. The word leaf is a token of following you in my life.

Restoration is your obsession, and my obsession is you.

So...... I cannot be separated from you.

The world won't understand, and they don't need to, just you.

Mrs. Ye slowly paced back to the side of the couch and took out a small jade bottle from her arms, which was something she had been with her since the night she left Ye's Mansion. She thought that there would be such a day, and it was not surprising that it would come.

She leaned her neck and swallowed the contents of the jade bottle, drank another sip of ginger soup that was already cold and sent it down her throat, and then slowly lay down and closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Knowing autumn, the yellow leaves have fallen, let's go.

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The dead leaves are scorched, and the ashes are gone.

The twenty-ninth volume of "Lu Cong Tonight White" was closed today in the fire of the imperial capital, and the history of Shenzhou finally ushered in the final volume of "The Lights of the Mountains".

Thank you to all the book friends who have accompanied the characters in the book all the way, and see you in Hanjiang tomorrow.