Riding the Pheonix Chapter 170: Past events

"You are very different today." Mingwei said.

Yang Shu hummed, took out a bamboo tube and handed it to her.

Mingwei smelled alcohol.

She took it and opened the lid. It was indeed fine wine.

"Shengji Bamboo Leaf Green, sell one tube at a time, no bargaining." Yang Shu took out another tube and took a sip.

Mingwei took a slow sip, tasted it, and then covered it again.

Miss Ming Qi’s physique is not very good. For her own sake, she can or should not touch these things.

Yang Shu, however, did not stop until he drank the last drop. He threw the bamboo tube down, leaned back, and lay motionless on the ridge of the roof.

"My father passed away when I was still in the womb." He suddenly spoke, not looking at Mingwei, only looking at the dark night sky. "A year later, my mother also died of illness. I grew up with my grandparents. Big, they treat me very well."

"But I still miss my mother. Every time at this time, my grandmother will take me to see Concubine Pei. She said that Concubine Pei is my aunt and looks very similar to my mother. Seeing her is like seeing my mother. Same. I have taken these words seriously for sixteen years!"

He covered his face with his arms.

"It's not that I haven't heard other people's gossip. They secretly said that Concubine Pei is actually my mother. She had an affair with her when my father was still alive. When my father died, she I can't wait to change my appearance and enter the palace. My uncle snatched my nephew's wife, which is in line with the royal family's chaotic style, right?"

He paused for a moment: "As I got older, in addition to looking like Concubine Pei, I also looked a bit like the Jiang family. This is actually nothing, my grandmother's surname is also Jiang. But there are always people who are worried about the world being in chaos, saying I was actually born from an affair between Concubine Pei and that person."

The night wind blows by, bringing a hint of coolness.

"I sneered at this statement and felt that these people were making trouble out of nothing. My grandparents loved me so much, how could I be the child of their affair? How could I not be the Yang family? If I really existed like this, would they treat me like this? But, I was wrong..."

This time, he paused for a long time.

"Three years ago, my grandmother suddenly became seriously ill and died in just a few days. On the last day, she woke up from a coma, came back to her senses, and pulled me to talk."

He took a breath: "She said that she knew she was going to die, and wanted to take this secret into the coffin, but she really didn't want to have to bear it until she died. She went to the battlefield at the age of thirteen, spent half her life in the military, and killed I have countless enemies and great achievements, but I have to swallow my son's grievances. For sixteen years, I raised a...bastard!"

When he mentioned the word bastard, Mingwei felt him tremble.

"My grandmother was very rude that day. She never said a harsh word to me since she was a child, but she pointed at me and cursed me that day. After she finished cursing, she hugged me and cried again, saying she was sorry. Later. , she finally calmed down and told me the truth. She said that my surname was indeed not Yang, but Jiang. The one in the palace was indeed my biological mother. She also made me swear that I would never think that I shouldn't in this life. Whatever you want, be a good Yang Shu. Only in this way will her more than ten years of enduring humiliation be not in vain."

His voice was unprecedentedly deep. Every word is like a tight rope.

Hearing this, Mingwei finally spoke: "So, you changed your appearance when you were born? You are obviously of the blood of a true dragon, but you had to change your life to live."

"Otherwise, I might not be alive now." He said, "The descendants are very powerful. If they see something is wrong, they will definitely try their best to kill me. Even now, it cannot be said that there is no danger. . The queen has passed away, and although Concubine Pei has not established a queen, she is still the head of the harem. Even if my life experience cannot be explained, who can stop an emperor who holds great power and really has his own way?"

After a long silence, he continued: "Shortly after my grandmother died, my grandfather also went with her. During the year of mourning, I don't know how I got here. I was confused every day and could only stay in the practice room day by day. Squandering sweat, you can still feel alive. How ridiculous. I always thought that my parents were dead, but they are still alive."

Mingwei has no way of understanding this feeling, but if you think about it carefully, my father is not my father, my mother is not my mother, and I was born into a huge lie. It should be uncomfortable.

"I don't even know who to hate. People always say that parents are the only ones in the world. No matter what they do, you can't hate them. Do I want to hate my grandmother? She has loved me for sixteen years. ."

"Grandma is a very kind person. With my life experience, she was able to raise her with all her heart for more than ten years. When Ah Wan's father had an accident, it was my grandmother who tried her best to keep her alive..."

Mingwei thought for a while: "You actually feel sorry for her, right? She is such a good person, but she has suffered for more than ten years because of you, and she can't even hate her."

The face covered by the sleeves turned in the opposite direction: "I just want to talk, I don't need your comfort."

Mingwei looked up at the sky.

Are you embarrassed that this was revealed?

Forget it, considering how miserable he is, there is no need to argue.

"You came to me just to pour out your grievances? I still remember, when I asked you about your life experience in Dongning, you said you swore not to speak out. Now you suddenly told me, what is your decision? ?"

The sleeve covering Yang Shu's face was finally removed, and he sat up: "Because I recognized one thing clearly."

"What happened?"

"Instead of living like this, why not..."

"Death happily?"

"..." Yang Shu was angry, "Do you want me to die?"

Mingwei could only smile guiltily: "I just answered it too smoothly~IndoMTL.com~You continue."

Yang Shu looked at her: "I don't want to suffer like this every day anymore. I want to find out what the truth is. If I was really the child of their affair, then before my father died, they had already... If it was So, how did my father die? Everyone said he died of illness, but I checked everything and it was clear that he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child and had excellent physical fitness, and there was no record of his illness..."

"Do you suspect that he was killed by that one?" Mingwei touched his chin, "This possibility is very small. Your grandmother is the founding princess of the country. Even if she doesn't fight for power, how can we underestimate the power of the iron-blooded warrior? And your grandfather is also a general in charge of the army. If you really dare to do this to the Yang family, can he still sit on his throne?"

"That's what I advised myself, but..."

Mingwei understands. It was precisely because there were so many unexplainable things about this matter that he suffered day and night, unable to let himself go.

"What do you want to do?"

Yang Shu looked at her: "Since Geng San has been dead for ten years, you can ask questions. Then the person who has been dead for nineteen years..."

"No, no!" Mingwei flatly refused, "You want me to summon the soul of Mr. Yang, it's almost impossible."

Yang Shu frowned: "You clearly said that you can make any dead person speak..."

"That's what I lied to you!" Mingwei interrupted him, "Under the circumstances at that time, of course I exaggerated my ability. In fact, summoning spirits is not only labor-intensive, but also has a very low success rate. Soul Clinging If you don’t have enough thoughts, you won’t linger in the world at all. In fact, there are only a few who stay. In nineteen years, I’m afraid they will have been reincarnated long ago..."

The following words slowly disappeared under his gloomy gaze.

This bastard, if she doesn’t agree, he won’t think of ways to deal with her, right?