Chapter 168 My mother's past

When Xiao Li returned to the hall, Mrs. Xiao pulled her over and asked her to officially greet Wei Jun.

Before Xiao Li could speak, the King of Qingzhou had already stood up from the position: "Cousin A Li, I am polite to you for my brother."

It was not until this time that Xiao Li realized that this young man named Wei Jun, the current King of Qingzhou, was indeed his mother's nephew.

Seeing Xiao Li standing there blankly, Qin Jian quickly pulled the collar behind her. Xiao Li suddenly came back to her senses and quickly told Wei Jun a blessing, and smiled and said, "Ali has seen the King of Qingzhou."

After hearing this, Mrs. Xiao couldn't help but smile at her, "Li'er, look at you, why are you calling so flirtatious? Jun'er is your cousin, do you know if you change your words quickly?"

When Xiao Li heard this, she suddenly laughed a little embarrassedly: "Mom is right, this time Li'er seems a little dissatisfied." After saying that, Fang turned around and looked at Wei Jun, but stared at him for a long time before smiling: "So you and me are actually cousins. No wonder, I originally doubted how could such a coincidence happen in this world." When Xiao Li thought of the first time he met him in Liufang Pavilion that day, she was really puzzled.

The King of Qingzhou is also a smart person. He already understood what Xiao Li means through just a few words.

At this moment, he was handsome and couldn't help but chuckled: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say. In fact, when I saw you for the first time, I recognized you at a glance."

Xiao Li was also stunned when she heard this. Did he have seen him before Liufang Pavilion?

However, in a flash, she suddenly understood.

Xiao Li suddenly thought that Wei Jun was the King of Qingzhou, and she had never heard of Huangfu Haotian. This time, Wei Jun came to Shangjing, in addition to taking Liu Mingyan to Qingzhou County, the most important thing was to celebrate the emperor's birthday.

Therefore, he said that he had already recognized Xiao Li when he saw her for the first time, so it was not a lie. Unfortunately, Xiao Li met the best envoy from Fusang that day. In addition, Huangfu Haotian and Prince Wu came out to mess up her mind one after another, so she naturally had no intention of paying attention to other people.

However, at this time, I could not help but sigh and sigh: "As for this, my little sister has repeatedly rude."

Seeing her so much politeness, Wei Jun couldn't help but smile at her: "My cousin Ali was originally a charming guest in front of the emperor and the most famous woman in the world. Therefore, in such an occasion, it is normal that she would not take care of her brother for a while."

Mrs. Xiao heard the two of them talked a lot of irrelevant words here, and she could no longer help it: "What are you two children saying? No matter what before, it was the first time we met today, so the etiquette that should be of course not to be missing. Of course, from now on, Li'er, you and Jun'er will be real cousins."

When she said this, Xiao Li saw her mother suddenly raised her sleeve and gently wiped her eyes a few times. However, no matter how she wiped it, the tears that gushed out could not be stopped no matter what.

Only at that moment, Xiao Li couldn't help but suddenly remembered the words she heard secretly hiding outside the window of her parents that day and night. Over the past few decades, my mother missed her relatives so much!

"Mom..." Everyone said that her daughter was her mother's close-fitting little cotton-padded jacket. Xiao Li looked at her mother's appearance at this moment, and her heart was naturally filled with soft sadness.

Standing up, Xiao Li slowly walked to her mother's side, then leaned down in front of her, and gently wiped the tears from her face with her silk trouser: "Don't be sad anymore, mother, okay? Cousin Jun, hasn't he come to visit her mother?" Thinking about it seriously, at this point, I guess even if my grandfather was alive, I would have forgiven her for a long time?

How could Mrs. Xiao not understand her daughter's thoughts? She quickly took the silk handkerchief from Xiao Li's hand and wiped her tears, and smiled at her: "Good child, you are right. Mom is happy. Really, as long as she thinks that she can still see people from Qingzhou in her lifetime, she will be very excited."

But at this moment, Xiao Li couldn't help but feel a little suspicious in her heart.

If Wei Jun came to Shangjing City for at least half a month, why did he stay there until today? Is there any unknown mystery in this?

But Xiao Li thought about these topics carefully, but it was still inconvenient to mention them at this time.

Fortunately, at this time, Wei Jun suddenly spoke and comforted Mrs. Xiao Li: "Don't worry, aunt. Before her nephew went north to Beijing, the father asked her to send a message to her. The father said that the past has become clouds. From then on, the gate of the Qingzhou Prince's Mansion will be opened for her at all times, just as thirty years ago. Just wait for my aunt to have time and go back to the door with the general, and fulfill her father's wish for many years."

When the general heard this, he suddenly stretched out a hand and held the wife's hand through the table: "Madam, did you hear it? Brother Rui finally agreed to let the wife go back to the door. This matter has been waiting for for decades."

When Mrs. Xiao heard this, her shoulders shook and shook. After a while, Fang suddenly raised a pair of tearful eyes and looked at Wei Jun, asking, "Jun'er's words... are you serious?"

When Wei Jun heard this, he nodded to Mrs. Xiao Zheng and said, "How dare Jun'er treat this as a joke? By the way, the father was afraid that his aunt would not believe it, so he specially asked Jun'er to bring something to his aunt. The father said that as long as the aunt saw this thing, he would definitely understand the father's mind."

Wei Jun said, slowly taking out a green bamboo tube from his arms, got up from his seat, walked to Mrs. Xiao himself, and handed the bamboo tube to Mrs. Xiao himself.

Xiao Li was doubting, not knowing what was in the bamboo tube.

But unexpectedly, when my mother took the bamboo tube to her hand, her hands could no longer be controlled.

What exactly is inside that makes my mother's emotions suddenly lose control? For a moment, Xiao Li looked at her mother's expression and couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Mom..." She called out to her mother gently, her eyes filled with anxiety and doubts.

But at this moment, Mrs. Xiao suddenly reached out and pulled out the green bamboo tube slightly - in just a moment, Xiao Li felt a flash in front of her eyes. In an instant, a blue butterfly flew out of the bamboo tube.

After the colorful butterfly danced around the hall, the moment Mrs. Xiao reached out to raise the bamboo tube, she suddenly turned around and flew back to the bamboo tube again.

In an instant, even Xiao Li was shocked by the scene in front of her. Not to mention, she didn't know what the butterfly meant at this moment. But where did Wei Jun bring the green butterfly from this snowy season?

Just as she was making random guesses, her mother suddenly said, "Brother Wang...how could he keep this Bidie by her side for so long?"

What does it mean? Xiao Li seems to understand a little. Could it be that this butterfly actually has a great relationship with her mother?

But when Wei Jun suddenly laughed, "After all, it has been decades. How could the butterfly raised by my aunt have survived until now? However, this butterfly was trained by my father according to the method given to him by my aunt. As far as my nephew knows, at least, it has lived for three years."

What, what?

After hearing this, Xiao Li couldn't help but open her eyes wide.

A butterfly can live for three years. Who would believe it? According to him, if this butterfly lives for a few more years, it will become a sperm.

However, at this time, Mrs. Xiao suddenly shed tears again: "Have you been three years? What do you mean is that since his father passed away, Brother Wang has already started to train this butterfly?"

Wei Jun nodded when he heard this: "My aunt is right. Although grandpa refused to forgive her until his death. However, in the heart of his father, he could never forget that he had a sister with a mother and a compatriot, not to mention that his father and aunt were originally twin brothers and sisters."

Wow! Xiao Li didn't expect that it turned out to be like this. No wonder Wei Jun, as a cousin, is so similar to himself. It turns out that this guy is actually in this place. It turns out that his uncle and mother are twins. This is really a surprising thing.

However, after hearing Wei Jun's tone, it turned out that the old Qingzhou King was unwilling to forgive his daughter until his death. This sounded a little too cruel to his mother. But Xiao Li really couldn't figure it out. Since so many years have passed, how could the old Qingzhou King hate his daughter for the rest of his life?

At this moment, I heard my mother sigh suddenly, "Father, of course he has reason to hate me. If I hadn't insisted on breaking the rules set by my father and the emperor, maybe now, my Qingzhou clan would have become a famous descendant. And Brother Wang would not have hurt both legs because he wanted to protect me. This matter was originally something I owe to Brother Wang, and until now, I have no way to forgive myself."

When Mrs. Xiao said this, tears couldn't help but shed tears in the corner of her eyes again. At this time, Xiao Li seemed to have understood. It turned out that her mother had really made a shocking decision to marry her father.

Moreover, if Xiao Li was not wrong, when the Qingzhou King was furious, he must have sent his son to tease his unfilial daughter. When the brother and sister met, the brother was irreversible in order to help his sister. Therefore, this aggravated the anger of the Qingzhou King towards his daughter, and directly turned into a dilemma of hatred.

No wonder, when Xiao Li heard his father and mother sigh that he was strongly attacked by the King of Qingzhou that day, he even ordered the martial arts world to not even leave any room for survival for them. If it weren't for the help of the prince's mother, he went to the northern border province Cheng and surrendered to the Bianwang, he would have been in danger of his life.

But then again, what was going on with the butterfly in my mother's hand at this time?

Xiao Li was curious and couldn't help but ask: "Mother, can you tell A Li, what's going on with the butterfly you are holding?" In fact, what Xiao Li really couldn't understand was that just a small insect could live for two or three years.

Seeing that she was curious, Mrs. Xiao couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the green bamboo tube and said, "Because my mother grew up in Qingzhou County, and there is another place that is like spring in all seasons. Especially in the season when flowers bloom, there will be many different kinds of butterflies. And I like to chase and play with the butterflies among the flowers in my brother's company."

Speaking of this, Xiao Li found that her mother actually sighed again. Then she said, "However, after all, her life is short. Until one day, I discovered this kind of green butterfly. If I trained it well and kept it in this special bamboo tube, I could live for a few more years."

"So there is such a thing in this world." Xiao Li was still very curious when she heard this and couldn't help asking: "Since my mother understands Die's habits so much, why have I never seen such a strange ability to try my mother since she was a child?"

But Mrs. Xiao sighed, "Silly girl, do you really think that this butterfly is so easy to raise? It takes a lot of effort to raise one. What's more, we have been living in the border town of North Korea. The time we saw butterflies in a year is very short, so how could we have the opportunity to cultivate such a long-lived butterfly? So, in this life, my mother only raised one green butterfly. At that time, when I handed it to my brother, it had been with me for two years."

It turns out that there is such a thing. But since this is the case, how could my mother give the butterfly she had finally cultivated to her uncle?

But Wei Jun laughed and said, "My aunt is right. Back then, it was because of the company of the butterfly that my father survived the painful years. It was not until later that he met my mother that his life gradually became happier. But even so, the father still couldn't forget it. I don't know if my aunt and uncle can escape the disaster and break out their own world."
Chapter completed!