The whole capital thinks I'm a lone star

Chapter 220 Rong Jin's Life Experience

What happened back then has been covered up by someone with a heart. With Wei Zhao's current strength, nothing can be found in a short time. When she finds out, the grass on Wei Shu's grave is already three feet high.

Rong Jin hurried back tonight just to take her to a place.

The backyard of Prince Chen's Mansion is huge, Rong Jin led Wei Zhao all the way inward, and entered an ancestral hall, and further inside, there was a secret room.

The door of the secret room was opened, and dust was floating in the air, as if no one had been here for a long time.

There are two paintings hanging on the wall facing the door. On the right is a woman with extremely beautiful appearance and soft temperament. The woman is standing under a peach blossom tree. Jin is [-]% similar.

On the left is a tall and slender man in silver armor, with handsome and resolute features, heroic brows, a spear in his hand, and a cloak blown high.

Neither of the two paintings was signed, Wei Zhao vaguely guessed, she looked at Rong Jin, "This is?"

"My mother, Yun Xian'er, King Sheng, Rong Che." Rong Jin said lightly, with a slightly cold expression.

It turned out that this was King Sheng. Wei Zhao looked at the painting on the wall again. Although he didn't know much about it, His Royal Highness Sheng Wang, who was able to fight against the Xiling Army for three days and three nights and win 20 with [-], should have such a heroic appearance. Burst look.

It's just why the portrait of King Sheng was put together with the portrait of Rong Jin's mother and concubine, Wei Zhao suddenly recalled Cyan Xiang's words in his ears.

Concubine Sheng and Concubine Yun are from the same family, and they look very similar. Some people believe that they are twins.

Wei Zhao had never seen a portrait of Princess Sheng before. At this moment, she looked at the woman in this portrait, and then at Rong Jin, her eyes gradually revealing surprise, "Concubine Yun and His Highness Prince Sheng"

That guess was too absurd and disrespectful to the ancestors, Wei Zhao didn't say it.

Rong Jin said that the person in this painting is his mother Yun Xian'er, and his mother's portrait is not hung with His Majesty today, but with King Sheng. It is hard not to doubt the relationship between the two .

"Yes, your guess is correct." Rong Jin sat down on the ground beside him, lowered his head, "My biological father is King Sheng."

"Is that possible?" Wei Zhao was surprised, "Sheng Wangxu was in the battle of Touka Valley 20 years ago, and you just turned [-] this year. What went wrong?"

And Concubine Sheng and Concubine Yun, are they two people who want to look alike, or are they the same person at all?

Wei Zhao felt ridiculous for her guess at this moment, and she couldn't help looking at Rong Jin.

Rong Jin was very depressed. Wei Zhao had seen him many times, the ones who were flamboyant, domineering, cold, and full of hostility, but he had never seen him depressed. This kind of depression seemed to have nothing to do with Rong Jin at all.

Sitting silently beside him, he was speechless for a moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Rong Jin's low and emotionless voice sounded in the secret room, "22 years ago, Concubine Yun was still Concubine Sheng."

Twenty-two years ago, Yun Xian'er, the daughter of the owner of the Tianxia Silk Village, was famous for her poems and paintings and was famous all over the world. She was vying to be married by the children of famous families from all walks of life. The young general came riding in armor, his heart suddenly moved.

Goddesses have hearts, King Xiang has dreams.

Da Chu doesn't look down on merchants, a young man rides a horse across the capital, and His Royal Highness Sheng Wang, who is full of red-sleeved recruits, asks to marry him. How can the old owner of the silk factory in the world refuse to agree, let alone his daughter.

Yun Xian'er soon married Rong Che, and the two of them lived a life where they only envied mandarin ducks but not immortals. Yun Xian'er liked Danqing, so Rong Che accompanied her on tours, reciting poems and painting, but the good times didn't last long.

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(End of this chapter)