Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 1002

Qin Su looked at Huan Zicheng in a dazed, dazed manner, as if she didn't understand what he said.

"I think you must be surprised in your heart." Huan Zicheng's voice was very gentle, his eyes were like candles fainting, and they were lightly on Qin Su's face: "In the secret compartment of the Qin family's big study, there is a A booklet written by Qin Shizhang. On it, it roughly stated the whole story of his acquaintance with Miao Ji, and there were two personal letters between him and Miao Ji. It was only after reading the booklet and the letter that I realized that Miao Ji The person Ji wants to steal is actually me."

"Is this...really?" Qin Su's voice was delayed, her expression blank.

That trance feeling was gradually leaving her, the cold wind was blowing, and snow flakes fell on the skirt.

She lowered her head, looked at the melting snowflakes on the corner of her skirt, and frowned: "Then... why did she steal me... Thirteen Niangs away?"

Huan Zicheng sighed, and said softly: "Zhen Zhen doesn't know, my grandfather is a shrewd and cautious person. After he was exiled in western Liaoning, his old man took a very close look at his young men. Every young man has a master by his side. Guard. That Miao Ji originally knew some martial arts, but because of her beauty, her father took over the house. She was bought with a lot of money, and she was asked to steal the eldest grandson of the Huan family—that is, for my brother and me. But, at that time I was guarding the dumb slave by my side, and Meng Zong and Lu Zong were by my side, Miao Ji tried several times, but all failed. In desperation, she had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and steal you away."

Qin Su listened silently, feeling that all this was so unbelievable.

Not only is she the thirteenth wife of the Huan family, but when she was stolen back then, it was not the other party's intention, but the result of a compromise.

She couldn't help curling her lips, feeling a little desolate in her heart.

This is her life.

From the beginning of her birth, she has been in the trap of others, unable to control herself, and her life has been ups and downs.

"Brother... I'm really sorry for you." Huan Zicheng's voice sounded in my ears, slow and concentrating, as if he was being held back by something: "In the past and present, I owed you a lot for my brother. Zhenzhen is right to be angry. Yes, you should really hate Brother Wei. Brother Wei never fulfilled his elder brother's responsibilities, leaving the former Zhen Zhen alone all his life. Brother Wei...I'm sorry for you."

Qin Su turned her head and stared at him.

Huan Zicheng was also looking at her.

At that moment, in the depths of his eyes, there was a faint glint of water.

Qin Su looked at him strangely.

Huan Zicheng in front of her was already a little unrecognizable to her.

No matter in the past or now, the Huan Zicheng in her memory is always calm and expressionless, even when she smiles, she smiles so loftily that people have to look up.

But now, he showed such a weak side in front of her.

Not for the Huan family, nor for himself, but for her.

For some reason, looking at Huan Zicheng like this, the block of ice that had been sticking to Qin Su's chest, making her almost go crazy, seemed to be showing signs of melting.

At that moment, the tears that never flowed from those icy and snowy eyes seemed to flow into her heart.

Soothingly, gently, and gently, filter through many gullies and penetrate into the heart.

After staring at Huan Zicheng for a long time, she finally let out a sigh.

"It's...not your fault, you...were just a child at that time." Qin Su said in a low voice, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.

When she was stolen, Huan Zicheng was only six or seven years old, what did he know?
Whether the Huan family looked for her, or did they try their best to find her, Huan Zicheng, who is only six or seven years old, probably has no room to comment.

How could she blame him?
If you want to blame, you can only blame the head of the Huan clan who was in charge of the family at that time and her biological parents, these so-called elders did not take her seriously.

A self-deprecating smile gradually appeared on Qin Su's face.

She really wasn't tough enough.

Huan Zicheng only faintly expressed remorse, and she immediately softened her heart.

There is simply no cure.

Qin Su grinned and lowered her head.

"Even if Zhen Zhen doesn't blame you, brother can't just forgive my sin." Huan Zicheng's voice came from Huan Zicheng's voice, which didn't seem to be emotional ups and downs just now, but returned to his usual indifference: "In the past, I was devoted to my brother. Thinking of taking down the position of Lord Huan, all he thinks about is the so-called state affairs, but he never pays more attention to the lost sister, even after the fake thirteenth mother entered the mansion, Brother Wei has never looked at her more than once, let alone think that there is anything unusual about her. Brother Wei... really did something wrong, very wrong."

He curled his lips, his face slightly cold: "Now that I think about it, the Huan family suffered a great disaster in the previous life. Maybe this is God's punishment, punishing me, Huan family, for ignoring the suffering of the young girls in the family and ignoring the family members who are living outside. Ask, as long as I enjoy the wealth and honor, I am really ashamed of the name of the noble family. My Huan family destroyed the family, and it is... deserved."

What he said was very serious, but in Qin Su's ears, the ice in her heart melted again.

Looking at the melting snowflakes on the skirt, Qin Su sighed again.

What's the point of mentioning these now?

The life she lived had really existed after all, even if she lived it again, those dark and muddy memories could not be erased.

At this time, looking into the past again will have no other effect except to make people feel blocked.

The past life is gone, she is living in the present.

At least at this moment, she is still alive, living with dignity and pride, and it seems that she can also feel a little bit of warmth.

With this thought, Qin Su's aura instantly softened.

Huan Zicheng looked sideways at her.

She still lowered her head, and from his angle, she could only see a corner of her beautiful jaw, which was weak and slender, like light snow falling on the lake, which was about to melt away when a gust of wind came.

Huan Zicheng's heart ached again.

This winter in the previous life, she... should have been taken captive to the hidden hall.

He was thinking in a daze, and the hand behind his back twitched uncontrollably.

On such a snowy day, and the weather is so cold, I don't know if his little sister in the previous life was dressed warmly, and did she have a full meal?How did the people in the hidden hall treat her?

Huan Zicheng closed his eyes, and pressed his hand against the vermilion lacquer railing, his finger bones turned pale, his face became fierce for a moment.

Ever since he knew where she came from, he never asked Li Xuandu about the hidden hall.

In the eyes of others, he had other plans, but only he himself knew the real reason.

He was actually... a little scared.

Afraid of her fate when touched in a previous life.

The crueler her fate, the deeper his self-blame.

Especially in this life, seeing her struggling step by step to the present, the feeling of self-blame will become stronger.

(End of this chapter)