"Auntie, I'm not the second emperor's sister you mentioned. You got the wrong person." Bo Cixin answered her calmly.
"No, I can't admit my mistake. You are the Second Emperor's sister Lan Zhixin. You still look exactly the same as before. Second Emperor's sister, are you here to take me back to Xuesang Country?" the woman said with a smile.
Try your best to smile and look as high-spirited as you did back then.
"Lan Zhixin? Snow Sang Country?" Bo Cixin murmured in a low voice. Isn't this her mother's name? Bo Cixin's eyes suddenly lit up and she asked: "Auntie, what's your name? Are you also Snow?"
Are you from Sang country?"
"Second Imperial Sister, don't you remember me? I am Lan Zhihui, the eldest princess of Xuesang Kingdom, your imperial sister." Lan Zhihui said with some sadness and anger, her eyes were a little cloudy.
"Lan Zhihui? Her Royal Highness the eldest princess of Xuesang Kingdom? She is my mother's royal sister? In this way, you are my aunt?" Bo Cixin's eyes were clear and beautiful. Looking at the woman in front of him, he felt a little familiar.
Because Lan Zhihui and Lan Zhixin still look somewhat similar.[
"Are you really not my second imperial sister?" Lan Zhihui looked at Bo Cixin and asked a little uncertainly. This face was clearly that of Lan Zhixin. Although she was so young that even Lan Zhihui felt a little confused, but
This looks right.
"Aunt, I am Bo Cixin, I am Lan Zhixin's daughter." Bo Cixin held her hand and said.
"Are you Bo Cixin? Not Lan Zhixin?
"No wonder you and the Second Emperor's sister look so similar. It turns out that you are the Second Emperor's daughter. Xin'er, where is your mother? Didn't she come?" Lan Zhihui's eyes glowed with gentleness, and she patted her gently.
The heart-piercing hand asked.
Bo Cixin lowered his eyes slightly, then raised his eyes and said, "Aunt, my mother has passed away."
"Dead?
It's just that today I saw Bo Cixin who looked the same as Lan Zhixin again, and I felt like she was the same. That's why I was so excited just now, thinking that Lan Zhixin was back.
"Xin'er, I'm sorry." Lan Zhihui said softly, with a bit of guilt in her eyes.
"Why are you saying sorry? My aunt has suffered all these years." Bo Cixin shook his head gently. Looking at his aunt like this, he knew that she was not doing well. One was abandoned in the most dilapidated house in the Peking Palace, and the other was covered in blood.
How can a disabled person live a good life?
"Alas~" Lan Zhihui sighed faintly, shook her head gently and said: "I am asking for all these hardships. It was my blindness that caused the current situation, but I didn't
I thought that the second emperor sister really passed away."
"Why is this world so unfair? The good people are all dead, but the bad people are still enjoying themselves. I hate you so much!" Lan Zhihui's eyes were full of regret and helplessness.
"Aunt, let's go in first and sit down and talk?" Bo Cixin found that it was very difficult for Lan Zhihui to stand like this, so she couldn't help but suggest.
Moreover, from Lan Zhihui's eyes and tone, Bo Cixin knew that her aunt must have a story, and maybe she also knew about her parents.