Yang Shu hummed, took out a bamboo tube and handed it to her.
Mingwei smelled the smell of alcohol.
She took it and opened the lid. It was indeed fine wine.
"Shengji Bamboo Leaves Green, we sell them 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 Mingqi's physique is not very good. For her own sake, it is best not to 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 the dim light, only looking at the dark night sky. "A year later, my mother also died of illness. I grew up with my grandparents.
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. These things
I took it 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 couldn't wait to change her identity.
I've gone to the palace. My uncle snatched my nephew's wife, which is in line with the royal family's chaotic style, isn't it?"
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 afraid of chaos in the world and say that I am actually...
Born from an affair between Concubine Pei and that man."
The night wind blows by, bringing a bit 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
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 asked 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 countless enemies.
He has made great achievements, but he has to swallow his son's grievances. For sixteen years, he raised a...bastard!"
Mingwei felt him tremble when he mentioned the word bastard.
"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
Calm down and tell me the truth. She said that my surname is indeed not Yang, but Jiang. The one in the palace is indeed my biological mother. She also made me swear that I will never think about things I shouldn't think about in this life.
, be a good Yang Shu. Only in this way will her more than ten years of enduring humiliation not be wasted."
His voice was unprecedentedly deep. Every word was like a tight rope.
Hearing this, Mingwei finally spoke: "So, you changed your appearance as soon as you were born? You are obviously of true dragon blood, 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 try their best to kill me. Even now, it cannot be said that there is no danger. The Queen has already
Although I have not established a queen, Concubine Pei is still the head of the harem. Even if my life experience cannot be explained, if an emperor with great power really insists on his own way, who can stop me?"
After a long silence, he continued: "Shortly after my grandmother died, my grandfather also went with her. During the year of keeping my filial piety, I don't know how I got here. I was confused every day and could only waste my sweat in the practice room day by day.
, that way I can still feel alive. How ridiculous, I always thought my parents were dead, but it turns out they are still alive."
Mingwei had no way of understanding this feeling, but thinking 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 wholeheartedly 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 a different 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.
"Are you coming to me just to pour out your sorrows? I still remember that when I asked you about your life experience in Dongning, you said you swore not to speak out. Now you suddenly told me, have you made any decision?"
The sleeves covering Yang Shu's face were finally removed, and he sat up: "Because I understand one thing."
"What's up?"
"Instead of living like this in agony, why not..."
"A happy death?"
"..." Yang Shu was angry, "Do you want me to die?"
Mingwei could only smile guiltily: "I just took it too smoothly, 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 am really the child of their affair, then they had already done it before my father died... If so, I
How did my father die? Everyone said he died of illness, but I checked it out and it was clear that he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child and was in excellent physical condition, 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 you.
My grandfather is also a general in charge of the army. If he really dares to do this to the Yang family, can he still sit on his throne?"
"That's what I advised myself, but..."
Mingwei understood. 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!" Ming Wei flatly refused, "It's almost impossible for you to ask me to summon the soul of Mr. Yang."
Yang Shu frowned: "You clearly said that you can make any dead person speak..."
"I lied to you!" Mingwei interrupted him, "Under the circumstances at that time, of course I exaggerated my abilities. In fact, summoning souls is not only labor-intensive, but also has a low success rate. The soul is not obsessed enough.
They will not linger in the world at all, and those who remain are actually a few. In nineteen years, I am afraid that they will have been reincarnated long ago..."
The next words slowly disappeared under his gloomy gaze.
This bastard, if she doesn't agree, he won't think of ways to punish her, right?