Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 998 Huan Family Daughter

Qin Su waited for a while, seeing that Huan Zicheng did not continue to speak, she couldn't help feeling a little surprised, looked up at him, and saw that his face was stern, it seemed that he didn't intend to explain in detail at all.

What's going on here?
Could it be that Huan Zicheng still wants to hide it from her?
It shouldn't be.

Qin Su looked at Huan Zicheng carefully.

After looking at it, she realized that Huan Zicheng's expression today seemed to be much richer than before, no longer a cold face, but a pensive expression, as if he was thinking about something difficult.

Sensing Qin Su's probing gaze, Huan Zicheng turned to look at her, with a momentary hesitation on his face.

"What's the matter?" Qin Su asked, with some puzzlement in his eyes: "What happened?"

Huan Zicheng tightly clenched his hands behind his back.

That grip seemed to use a lot of strength, and several fingerprints were pressed on the back of the hand in an instant, but he didn't realize it.

He looked directly at Qin Su, and the expression on his handsome face suddenly softened.

"What I'm going to say next, His Highness may be angry after listening to it." He said in a very low voice, there was no coldness in his voice, only the incomprehensible sadness: "It's just, if I don't say this , Your Highness may be even more angry, so I think it's better to speak out."

Qin Su listened to his words quietly and did not interrupt him.

Huan Zicheng was not in a hurry to continue, but stopped, wiped his big sleeves towards the lintel of the stool under the porch, motioned for Qin Su to sit down, and then stood in front of Qin Su to block the wind for her. Facing the occasional slightly cold wind, she slowly opened her mouth: "I want to tell Your Highness that, Your Highness...actually, her surname is Huan, and she is the youngest girl in my Huan family. .”

Sparse snow particles drifted into the corridor, fell on Qin Suyue's white skirt, turned into water droplets, and slowly blew into a small ball of wet stains.

At that moment, Qin Su felt like he was dreaming.

Very unreal, very unreal.

However, in her mind, the words and sentences were so clear, as if someone had repeatedly said the same words in her ears.

Her surname is Huan.

She is Huan Shisanniang.

She subconsciously went to look at Huan Zicheng.

At that moment, she inexplicably hoped that this was a joke.

"You are my thirteenth younger sister. When you were born, your mother gave you a nickname, Zhenzhen." He looked at her with a faint pity in his eyes.

Qin Su's complexion turned pale little by little.

"It shouldn't be true, right?" She shook her head, as if she wanted to shake off the emotions that came with it.Shake it, shake it again.

"It's impossible, Lord Governor, don't make jokes." She continued to shake her head, and on her pale face, there was a smile that was about to bloom and had already faded, "Stop joking, this joke is not funny."

After saying this, Qin Su stood up, held the green umbrella beside her, and spoke in a soft voice like flying smoke: "I have to... I have to go first, let's talk later if we have anything to say." As she spoke, she turned and walked back.

Today is really not a good day to hear such a boring joke.

"Zhen Zhen."

Her sleeve was pulled by something, followed by a very soft call.

It was very light, but very loud, like a thunderclap, exploding deep in her mind.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand to press her forehead, and the green umbrella fell to the ground with a "snap", half of the umbrella surface was flattened on the ground, and green paint splashed out.

"I'm not a Zhenzhen from your family, I really am not." Qin Su pressed her forehead, her voice became lower and lower, her eyes were dry and painful, "Master Dudu, don't..."

"You are Zhenzhen, you are my younger sister." Before she could finish speaking, Huan Zicheng interrupted her.

He took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, and gently but firmly opened her hand covering her forehead, while leaning slightly, looking into her eyes, his gentle eyes closed on her body.

"I am your elder brother. You are my little sister." His voice was as soft as a whisper, as if being softened by the fluttering fine snow.

Qin Su stood stiffly in the corridor, motionless.

She is Huan Shisanniang.

It turned out that her real surname was Huan.

She grinned, trying to pull out a smile, but suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if someone was poking it in with an awl.

She is really Huan's girl.

She wasn't dreaming, her surname was indeed Huan, Huan Zicheng said it himself.

Nothing he said was wrong.

But in fact, she already felt this way, didn't she?

On the night when she was trapped in the Shoucheng Palace, when the third prince was triumphantly telling the story of Huan's return after finding her daughter, when she heard Hu Yu's story about Yu's in Baima Temple for the second time.

At that time, she actually already had a vague feeling, didn't she?
However, whenever she wants to think in this direction, there will be a greater force that prevents her from thinking in this way.

That was her in her previous life.

Or rather, it was all that she had suffered in her previous life, preventing her from thinking about it.

She's just a lowly outsider.

Born humble.

Life is also humble.

She resigned.

She even felt that it was no big deal.

It is normal for humble people to walk the path of humbleness.

She is used to such humbleness, and she has always firmly believed that she is an extremely humble little person.

Even though she told a big lie and suddenly became a princess; even though she climbed to the high position of the third wife in her previous life, she was almost the mother of the world.

But in her heart, she is just an outsider who is lowly in the dust. No matter how glamorous she looks, her foundation is always stuck in the mud all over the place.

She really took a lot of effort and exhausted all her strength to make herself agree with this.

But now someone came to tell her that she was actually noble.

In her body, the most noble blood in the world flows, and she comes from an honorable background, so she is the most respected girl in Chen Dachen.

Qin Su suddenly wanted to laugh.

This is really a big joke that people can't help laughing at.

She is noble and unattainable.

However, in her previous life, she became a hidden stake in the hidden hall who sold her body in exchange for news.

Where is her nobility?
The corners of Qin Su's grinning mouth moved upwards, but she couldn't make a real smile.

At this moment, she really wished to be that maid of the Qin family, and she really wished not to have such a noble status.

Because, only in this way, she will not go crazy, and all the efforts and struggles in her previous life will not appear so meaningless and absurd.

"Your real surname is Huan, so the birthmark on Apu's body was imitated from yours." Huan Zicheng's voice was very calm, as if trying to comfort something: "Actually, you are the real one." Huan Shisanniang, you and your mother look quite alike."

(End of this chapter)