Chapter 820 The True Recognition 6
He was named a prince by himself, never had contact with the outside world. He monopolized the northwest and held one-third of the military power in the world.
However, it seems so out of tune with the royal family...
"He's such a storyteller..."
Ye Qingli held her chin in both hands, raised her head, and looked at him curiously.
It can peel off the heavy fog from this man.
It must be very rewarding.
"me……"
Jun Aohan was stunned for a moment.
"I don't really have a story..."
"This name was given to me by my mother-in-law."
"From as long as I can remember, my father died. It is said that he died to save the emperor. Then, the emperor bestowed the title of a prince. I was his only son, and of course I inherited it. ."
"It's unreasonable..."
Ye Qingli began to scratch her head.
She doesn't know that much about history, but it's generally like this.
No matter how great the merit is, since he is already dead, he just needs to give him a title to solve it.
You must know that a hereditary prince seat is very precious and will not be given at will!
"What kind of person is your mother?"
she asked cautiously.
"My mother-in-law..."
Jun Aohan suddenly discovered that his memory of his mother-in-law had become somewhat blurred.
"When I was young, we were orphans and widowed mothers, and no one cared about us. It was my mother and concubine who took care of me. Especially when I had a cold attack. At that time, I didn't know any doctor, Feng Yicheng. These quack doctors can't cure my disease. Whenever the cold poison strikes, the mother-in-law will hold me in her arms..."
Jun Aohan's face had a look of memory.
"Only in her arms can I feel the warmth."
"When I was twelve years old, the concubine suddenly said that she was leaving me. At that time, I was very scared and kept crying. The concubine smiled and comforted me. Until midnight, the concubine was as usual , laundry, cooking, eating..."
"I thought she was just joking with me. As a result, at midnight, she sat on the bed and left quietly."
His voice was calm.
But Ye Qingli could still feel it.
What kind of deep sadness is hidden in this man's calm words.
That was when he was a teenager.
The most important person in my life left him.
Ye Qingli gently pressed her cheek against his chest.
Use your own body temperature to comfort him.
"So, do you know how terrified I was when I saw that you were injured and unconscious."
"Because, I can no longer afford to have the most important person in my life to leave my situation."
"What happened to you after that?"
"The mother-in-law passed away like that. At that time, I was very frightened. Because at that time, I was just a sick child. Every day I lay sick in bed. There were no servants, no housekeeper, nothing in the palace. I was afraid , I will starve to death in two days, and then turn into a corpse, which will not be discovered until it stinks..."
in his calm voice.
There is a kind of helpless sadness hidden.
Ye Qingli took his hand.
She had an empathy for it.
The nose could not help but sour.
I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how to say it.