Chapter 557: Han Jing’s True Origins (Part 2)
Lan Ling’s words were straight to the point, leaving Qin Shutong and Lian Xichen stunned once again.
Indeed, not all blood relationships are meaningful.
As children born into noble families, they feel these things far more profoundly than those who pursue cultivation.
Qin Shutong was born into the Imperial Family, where father-son conflicts and brotherly betrayals never ceased. He grew up in such a bloodthirsty and twisted environment, where kinship in the Imperial Family is almost a joke.
Lian Xichen was no different. He knew all too well how his mother died, how his two brothers from the same womb withered away, even if he didn’t investigate. Could they say they weren’t the sons of their father? And as for himself, how did he grow up, surviving all those schemes and plots, maintaining a distant and ice-cold relationship with Duke Jing’s Mansion... What meaning does blood relation hold?
He truly did not want to see Han Jing. Whenever he saw her, he thought of Han Litong’s face, so beautiful that it seemed untouched by the mortal world, yet harmful. He remembered how his foster father died, a kindness and virtue he could never forget... Therefore, he instinctively resisted Han Jing’s face, which resembled Han Litong’s.
But... what did that have to do with Han Jing?
Just like Master Brother and Xia Ji, it’s clear they’re mother and son, but so what?
Lian Xichen never expected to be so childish and ridiculous, allowing his resentment to indiscriminately pin this unfounded guilt on Han Jing. What fault did Han Jing have? Even... when she was born, she was abandoned in the wild, and if someone hadn’t happened to take her away, perhaps...
Perhaps, just like Han Litong said back then, the child would have died!
He remembered clearly that his foster father had asked Han Litong about the child.
Han Litong replied coldly, a girl with a large birthmark on her left face, truly ugly. But fortunately, she died at birth.
It turns out... she wasn’t dead but was thrown away by Han Litong!
Lian Xichen pursed his lips, staring fixedly at Han Jing’s flawless face, forgetting the child’s alleged birthmark on her face, wondering what that meant.
"Did you ever have a birthmark on your left face?" Lian Xichen asked.
Han Jing, still fuming, couldn’t be bothered with him.
Lian Xichen’s question made Lan Ling certain that Han Jing was indeed Han Litong’s daughter. So he kindly helped answer, "Little Jing zi did have a birthmark on her face before, but... it disappeared on its own."
In fact, Lan Ling was surprised by this for quite some time, but when Han Jing’s birthmark vanished, it coincided with the time the Eldest got severely injured by Xia Ji and Ling Yue and then disappeared, so they never mentioned the topic again.
Lian Xichen stood up, clasped his hands toward Han Jing, and said, "Today’s matter is due to my narrow-mindedness, entangled with the past and unable to control myself, I offended you, and I apologize."
He should have called her sister-in-law, but... calling such a young little girl sister-in-law was something he couldn’t bring himself to do.
"Back then... Han Litong said you were dead. I suppose it was because you were the late Emperor’s daughter, so..."