Chapter 245 Mother, Please Hit Me

Taking this opportunity, An Yunhe told Mrs. Du everything that happened that year.

Although Mrs. Du was very concerned about her son whom she had never met, she did not show it too much at this moment.

She pulled An Yunhe up from the ground, but she thought of another thing in her mind.

"Yunhe, you suddenly told mother all this now, does it mean that you are leaving?"

An Yunhe's eyes were slightly red, but he could only nod and answer his mother truthfully.

"Early tomorrow morning, the envoys of Southern Qi will leave the capital, and I will go back too."

Mrs. Du's heart was tense.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? When you go out, you need to prepare a lot of things. The journey to Southern Qi is so long. Do you have enough clothes?"

An Yunhe felt warm in his heart, and he couldn't help but chuckled: "Mom, don't worry, everything is ready."

Mrs. Du took his hand and walked out.

"Come home with me, mother will help you pack your luggage."

An Yunhe was directly pulled out of the door by Mrs. Du.

Everyone in the room stared at this scene in a daze, but no one disturbed or stopped them.

An Yunxi couldn't help but smile and shook her head.

"I was wrong."

Her mother was stronger than she thought.

Since the death of General An, Mrs. Du has changed a lot.

Whether it is personality or temper, they are stronger than before.

On her weak shoulders, she seemed to be holding up the entire An family, intending not to let any child in the family suffer any injustice.

An Yunxi also knew that her mother was definitely thinking about giving them all the fatherly love they had lost.

An Yunqing watched her mother's back as she left, then turned to look at An Guohou.

"Uncle, judging from your expression, you have known about this for a long time?"

When An Guohou heard that the eldest son of the An family suddenly brought the topic to himself, he waved his hands quickly: "It's not that uncle doesn't want to say it, but uncle didn't expect to see your third son in the court, and it was your sister who didn't let me say it, it's not my fault!"

An Yunqing rubbed his eyebrows, and a slightly helpless expression flashed across his cold and steady eyebrows, "Such a big thing, you really can hide it, who can think that my An family actually has a prince hidden"

An Yunshen's brain is already spinning fast.

This truth is really a bit outrageous to him.

"What prince, why is the third brother not born by mother, then where is my third brother?"

An Yunxi heard An Yunshen's words that hit his heart, and fell silent for a while.

She said she was still looking, but she didn't want to give up on her family.

But she knew in her heart that the chances of her third brother being alive were slim.

More than 20 years had passed, and one could imagine what would happen to a newborn baby after he lost his usefulness.

Even if the body hadn't been found, the chances of finding him were too slim.

Seeing that her sister didn't say anything, An Yunqing had a guess in her mind, so she pulled An Yunshen's sleeve and said, "Don't ask nonsense."

Yunxi didn't say anything, and there must be a reason why she didn't want to say it.

An Yunxi raised her eyes, glanced at the family members who came to visit her, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"There's nothing wrong to say. The prince and I found out the place where the children were exchanged, and we also looked for the third brother's body, but we couldn't find it. We don't know where it was buried. It's been more than 20 years, and it's very likely that the body has long been gone."

The atmosphere in the room became silent again.

An Yunshen couldn't help but touch his head, with a worried expression on his face.

An Yunqing was very calm. He raised his eyes and asked, "Who is the murderer? Do you have any clues?"

Although he had never seen his real brother, he was a member of his An family after all, and no one could touch him.

An Yunxi spoke slowly, "The Emperor of Southern Qi Kingdom."

Just this one sentence made everyone in the room widen their eyes in an instant.

It has to be said that this truth that once shocked An Yunxi also shocked the other people in the An family.

An Yunqing suddenly understood why An Yunxi had been hiding it all this time, because this truth was indeed hard to accept.

The person who killed the real heir of the An family was An Yunhe's biological father!

With a slight rise and fall in his heart, An Yunqing closed his eyes: "This hatred must be avenged."

No one in the An family could ignore the hatred of killing their relatives.

An Guohou sighed: "Yunhe has clarified everything today, which shows that his heart is still with our family, so when you face him in the future, don't push him too far."

An Yunshen was straightforward: "Every grievance has its perpetrator, and he didn't kill anyone. As long as he doesn't use a knife on me, I will definitely not fight with him."

An Yunxi listened to the choices of her relatives.

There must be grudges.

But she believed that the An family were all people who could handle it clearly.

She slowly raised the corners of her lips and leaned on Ling Fengyan's chest. The burden that had been weighing on her heart was put down.

Now, this secret has her family to bear with her, and she doesn't need to hide it in her heart anymore.

Mrs. Du took her son back to the general's mansion anxiously.

An Yunhe's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked at his mother's figure with hesitation.

"Mom, don't you hate me?"

Mrs. Du's steps just paused for a moment, and then continued to walk inside, her steps slightly anxious. "

What should I hate you for?"

"If it weren't for me, your biological child should be sitting on your lap now, enjoying the happiness of family life with you."

Mrs. Du just had red eyes, didn't turn around, and answered in a very relaxed tone.

"It's the same if you're here."

An Yunhe was also completely tearing open the wound that had just healed a little bit, and it

was stitched up again by Du Shi.

His palms were sweating a lot, "Mom, the man who switched the child was my biological father."

Mrs. Du finally stopped.

She stood at the gate of the courtyard where An Yunhe originally lived.

Seeing An Yunhe's sad expression, Mrs. Du sighed slightly and grabbed his wrist again.

"Don't talk about the past. Things have already happened. There is no room for turning around now. Yunhe, you are leaving tomorrow. The weather is so cold. You must bring more warm things on the road."

An Yunhe stopped talking.

He was pulled in by his mother like a puppet.

Then he saw his mother rummaging in the cupboard and took out a lot of seasonal clothes for him.

"Take these with you on the road. The New Year is coming soon and it will be very cold. Mother has made new winter shoes for you and your siblings in advance. I'll have someone bring them to you to try on later."

The familiar instructions from his mother lingered in his ears.

An Yunhe could only open his eyes wide to prevent the tears from falling out of his eyes.

He suddenly walked over, grabbed his mother's hand, and then put her hand on his face.

"Mom, please hit me, hit me hard, I will feel better."