227 Recognition (3)
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
“Can I go in and take a look?” Su Yuan asked.
Su Xiaoxiao nodded. “Help yourself.”
The father and son went to the Old Marquis.
Only the father and daughter were left in the central room.
Su Xiaoxiao was confused. “Dad, why did you beat him up?”
Su Cheng coughed lightly and muttered, “Who asked him to look at my butt…”
Su Xiaoxiao said, “Isn’t that…”
Su Cheng said, “I even took a deep breath.”
Su Xiaoxiao was speechless.
Su Cheng said in confusion, “Daughter, what’s going on? Who is that person? Why does he want to see my birthmark… How did he know? I know that Su Yuan. The last time he went to our house, was the other his son? He looks quite similar. The person I knocked out was his father… Ahem, his father?”
Su Xiaoxiao didn’t know the character of this family and didn’t want Father Su to be harmed in any way.
It was fine if he did not have any expectations at first, but the disappointment after the anticipation was the most hurtful.
However, since things had come to this, there was nothing to hide.
Su Xiaoxiao decided to tell him about the jade pendant.
“Dad, do you still remember the jade pendant on you? It’s the one you treat as an heirloom.”
Su Cheng said, “I remember. Why?”
Su Xiaoxiao continued, “That jade pendant was originally a pair. You said that you don’t remember where it came from and you might have picked it up.”
Su Cheng said, “Yes, and I even picked up a pair. Later on, a piece was stolen by the Su family. I know about this.”
Su Xiaoxiao looked at him steadily. “Dad, you didn’t pick up the jade pendants. They were yours to begin with.”
Su Cheng was speechless.
Su Mo came over and said that the Old Marquis was awake and asked the two of them to enter the room.
Looking at his grandfather’s swollen face, Su Mo finally understood where that girl got her reaction speed when beating Qin Yun up. It was definitely inherited.
There was no displeasure in the Old Marquis’s eyes.
Even the emperor could not slap his face. Su Cheng did.
So be it.
He had heard Su Cheng’s words just now.
There was a birthmark on his butt!
Actually, it didn’t matter if he looked at the birthmark or not. From the moment he saw Su Cheng, he knew that the latter was his sister’s child.
This feeling had never been so strong.
“Let me tell you.” Su Yuan sighed. “Su Cheng, the jade pendant in your hand belongs to my aunt. Back then, when my aunt reached adulthood, my father gave her a pair of pendants. They’re the ones in your hand.”
On the way back to the capital, Su Yuan thought about it repeatedly.
What if it was true? What if Su Cheng was indeed his aunt’s bloodline? How should he tell Su Cheng?
He thought of countless words, but the moment he opened his mouth, he realized that it was actually not that complicated.
“…We were assassinated halfway. This caused the carriage to overturn and the horse to be in shock. Aunt and you went missing.”
“Later found our aunt dead… but we didn’t find you.”
The nightmares of the past two nights kept flashing across Su Cheng’s mind.
A crazy horse, endless pursuit, and blood all over the ground. A woman whose face had long been blurred struggled to get up from the pool of blood. She hugged him tightly for a while, gritted her teeth, and used the last of her strength to push him into the cold lake.
He fell bit by bit to the cold bottom of the lake.
He saw the assassin’s sword pierce her body.
There was no pain in her face. She twisted her head and smiled at him as he fell to the bottom of the lake. She mouthed, “Live… Che’er… You have to live…”
227 Recognition (3)
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
“Can I go in and take a look?” Su Yuan asked.
Su Xiaoxiao nodded. “Help yourself.”
The father and son went to the Old Marquis.
Only the father and daughter were left in the central room.
Su Xiaoxiao was confused. “Dad, why did you beat him up?”
Su Cheng coughed lightly and muttered, “Who asked him to look at my butt…”
Su Xiaoxiao said, “Isn’t that…”
Su Cheng said, “I even took a deep breath.”
Su Xiaoxiao was speechless.
Su Cheng said in confusion, “Daughter, what’s going on? Who is that person? Why does he want to see my birthmark… How did he know? I know that Su Yuan. The last time he went to our house, was the other his son? He looks quite similar. The person I knocked out was his father… Ahem, his father?”
Su Xiaoxiao didn’t know the character of this family and didn’t want Father Su to be harmed in any way.
It was fine if he did not have any expectations at first, but the disappointment after the anticipation was the most hurtful.
However, since things had come to this, there was nothing to hide.
Su Xiaoxiao decided to tell him about the jade pendant.
“Dad, do you still remember the jade pendant on you? It’s the one you treat as an heirloom.”
Su Cheng said, “I remember. Why?”
Su Xiaoxiao continued, “That jade pendant was originally a pair. You said that you don’t remember where it came from and you might have picked it up.”
Su Cheng said, “Yes, and I even picked up a pair. Later on, a piece was stolen by the Su family. I know about this.”
Su Xiaoxiao looked at him steadily. “Dad, you didn’t pick up the jade pendants. They were yours to begin with.”
Su Cheng was speechless.
Su Mo came over and said that the Old Marquis was awake and asked the two of them to enter the room.
Looking at his grandfather’s swollen face, Su Mo finally understood where that girl got her reaction speed when beating Qin Yun up. It was definitely inherited.
There was no displeasure in the Old Marquis’s eyes.
Even the emperor could not slap his face. Su Cheng did.
So be it.
He had heard Su Cheng’s words just now.
There was a birthmark on his butt!
Actually, it didn’t matter if he looked at the birthmark or not. From the moment he saw Su Cheng, he knew that the latter was his sister’s child.
This feeling had never been so strong.
“Let me tell you.” Su Yuan sighed. “Su Cheng, the jade pendant in your hand belongs to my aunt. Back then, when my aunt reached adulthood, my father gave her a pair of pendants. They’re the ones in your hand.”
On the way back to the capital, Su Yuan thought about it repeatedly.
What if it was true? What if Su Cheng was indeed his aunt’s bloodline? How should he tell Su Cheng?
He thought of countless words, but the moment he opened his mouth, he realized that it was actually not that complicated.
“…We were assassinated halfway. This caused the carriage to overturn and the horse to be in shock. Aunt and you went missing.”
“Later found our aunt dead… but we didn’t find you.”
The nightmares of the past two nights kept flashing across Su Cheng’s mind.
A crazy horse, endless pursuit, and blood all over the ground. A woman whose face had long been blurred struggled to get up from the pool of blood. She hugged him tightly for a while, gritted her teeth, and used the last of her strength to push him into the cold lake.
He fell bit by bit to the cold bottom of the lake.
He saw the assassin’s sword pierce her body.
There was no pain in her face. She twisted her head and smiled at him as he fell to the bottom of the lake. She mouthed, “Live… Che’er… You have to live…”
