Chapter 1131 You Have to Like Me, Like Me Longer 83

How could he be willing to tell Wen Jian that his real grandfather was the murderer who ruined her family.

For so many years, Ji Xubai and Wen Zhigu have kept this matter secret, never mentioned the relationship between Wen Zhigu and that late emperor to anyone, just don't want to mention those dark past and dark past...

But now Wen Jian came to tell them that he wanted to marry Qingzhi.

This is not possible.

First of all, it is unfair to Qingzhi.

Wen Jian only felt that there was some force blocking him invisibly. At the age of twenty, he wanted to marry his beloved little Qingzhi, and he got the promise from Qingzhi himself. The angry Uncle Sheng also agreed to himself.

But at this moment, his parents were telling him no.

Wen Jian has never disobeyed his parents since he was a child, but this time, he couldn't understand what his parents meant, so he looked at his parents frankly, but said in a low voice without understanding: "I don't understand. I understand what Daddy means, but no matter what, I must marry Qingzhi."

This is the promise he made to Qingzhi, no matter what, he doesn't want to make his Qingzhi sad anymore...

Looking at Wen Jian with such firm eyes, Wen Zhigu felt more distressed. She gently pushed Ji Xubai's hand to let him let go, and then slowly squatted down in front of Wen Jian , looked at Wen Jian and explained in a gentle voice: "Little Jane, do you still remember the old uncle who came to look for us the night my mother's place caught fire when I was four years old?"

Maybe it's because the memory is too far away. Wen Jian suddenly heard her mother mention such a long time ago, but she didn't recall it all at once, her eyes became a little dazed, and she vaguely remembered that such an old man had appeared in her memory , but he didn't know what it had to do with his marriage to Qingzhi...

"Although mother has never been willing to admit that villain, so for so many years, mother has never mentioned this person to you, but mother is indeed bleeding from him." Wen Zhigu spoke with difficulty. Wen Jian mentioned this matter, said, paused with some difficulty breathing, and then said slowly, "He is the first emperor Sheng Nanchen, and your own grandfather. Although you are as old as Qingzhi, according to your seniority... ...Qingzhi is your aunt, this is a fact."

Wen Jian has always been a calm and composed person. He doesn't know how he heard these words completely in his ears, and then how he repeatedly echoed these words in his mind...

He only knew that he seemed to have heard an extremely impractical joke, so he really laughed out loud, and said with a low smile, "Mother, don't talk nonsense."

Then the father behind the mother said in a deep voice: "It's true."

Wen Jian couldn't laugh anymore, he lowered his eyes slowly, and didn't move for a long while.

"Little Jane, I know it's hard for you to accept this fact. It's your mother's fault. My mother always thought you had a brother-sister relationship with Qingzhi, and didn't think about it. But you really can't like Qingzhi."

The more Wen Zhigu talked, the more uncomfortable she felt. How could she be willing to do such a thing? Whether it was for Qing Zhi or Xiao Jian, it was unfair to the European style...

The two children clearly did nothing wrong.

It took Wen Jian a long time to slowly raise his head. He looked at his parents, and spoke clearly, every word with difficulty, gently and calmly: "But I like Qingzhi, not for a few days. Months, years, decades."