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Chapter 398 The general is as beautiful as a flower (42)

Chapter 398 Only Her

When they came to Jinhan Residence for the first time, Li Huan and Jiang Lan only took a stroll around the perimeter and found nothing unusual.

But if you go deeper, you will find that the surrounding temperature starts to get lower and lower.

The coldest place is probably only 3~4℃.

Hibiscus is the only flower in Hibiscus House.

Hibiscus is cold-resistant, and such an environment will not make it freeze to death.

I think the name "Jinhanju" is just based on the environment.

Simple and straightforward.

But why is it so cold here?
There are no traces of manufacture around.

It's probably because it's so cold here.

Jiang Lan wrapped Li Huan in her arms, and a rather luxurious building was slowly revealed in front of her eyes.

Li Huan looked up at him, his eyes seemed to be asking.

Walking to a mahogany door, Jiang Lan pushed the door open and explained softly:
"My mother used to live here often."

"She is a little different from others. She is naturally cold-loving. When she first lived in the palace, the normal environment would always cause her to contract some minor illnesses."

"That's why when the father spoiled her, he asked someone to build a place here, allowing her to live outside the palace."

Having said that, Jiang Lan paused for a moment, falling into her childhood memories:

"However, I don't have much impression of the queen mother. I only remember that she died when I was four years old."

"The night she died, I heard her quarreling with the emperor, and it was then that I realized that my frailty and sickness were caused by my own father's slow poisoning."

"The queen mother didn't understand why my father treated her own son like this. She gave my father a chance to explain it to me, but she found that my food was still poisonous that night."

Jiang Lan gave a low laugh, put Li Huan on the bed, and looked straight into her eyes:

"The queen mother is very stupid. She wanted to use her own death to wake up the father, but it was all in vain."

Li Huan stared at him silently, but wrapped her waist around her and hugged him.

Even if Jiang Lan didn't say anything about what happened later, she could guess the general idea.

The dead old emperor did not wake up because of Jiang Lan's mother's death, but still poisoned him.

Or maybe the old emperor stopped poisoning him for a while, but chose to do so anyway.

If so, then Jiang Lan's mother probably loved the old emperor.

It's a pity that she miscalculated her own weight in his heart.

Jiang Lan lowered her eyes, but she wasn't as sad as she imagined.

He even felt that his mother was stupid and unworthy.

Gently touching Li Huan's head, he said softly:
"I'm not that sad. The father only has a little affection for the mother, but he has nothing for me."

He had never felt how much the old emperor liked him since he was a child.

It is only because of his mother that he can't be treated as if he doesn't exist.

His original position as the crown prince fell on him only because he was the eldest son of the empress.

It's still the same if it's someone else.

Li Huan pressed her forehead against Jiang Lan's chest, she took his hand and spoke softly:

"You still have me now."

Jiang Lan nodded:
"Yes, I still have you now."

But now he only has her.

In fact, he didn't want to take this throne that much. He chose to sit on this position entirely because he took away everything the old emperor cared about.

Xiaoqi stood outside the door and didn't intend to enter the house. It looked around and found that there were no outsiders here, so it turned into its own spirit form and floated back to the system space.

It sensed Jiang Lan's somewhat dangerous idea, and established spiritual communication with Li Huan:
【Host, as a child of luck, Jiang Lan doesn't really want to be emperor anymore, he wants to live in the mountains with you in seclusion. 】

How could a child of luck have such unmotivated thoughts?

(End of this chapter)