Chapter 503 Did He Found It?

Zong Yan woke up.

Meeting his brother's concerned gaze, he suddenly remembered that year when they were on the edge of the cliff, he had asked his brother to help him find the girl.

Brother...did you find it?

"Zong Yan, are you okay?" Zong Zhao checked his body to see if there were any sequelae. "Senior Feng has already removed the parasites from your body. You won't have to suffer from pain anymore."

Zong Yan was a little dazed: "The divine dragon is gone?"

"Yes, that's it." Zong Zhao asked him, "Do you know that it is a divine dragon?"

Zong Yan hummed and said, "Prince Jin'an stole it from the palace. The You Kingdom Palace still doesn't know that the Divine Dragon has been replaced by someone else." He then laughed and said, "He used the Divine Dragon that has been passed down for a hundred years on me. He really wasted his talent."

Zong Zhao refuted his words: "Don't say that. You are very good. Not only we know this, but also the Crown Prince Jin An knows it. That's why he took such a big risk to steal the magic dragon for you."

Zong Yan turned his face away and said nothing more.

Zong Zhao couldn't get used to his indifference, so he asked, "Zong Yan, do you have any other hidden dangers? Or are there people or things that you are concerned about in You Country? I will help you solve them."

Zong Yan shook his head slowly.

He was alone in You Country, and he would be alone even if he left.

Zong Zhao was somewhat relieved. He joked, "Do you want to see your mother? She has always missed you, but she didn't dare to come over because she was afraid that you would be upset."

Zong Yan lowered his head and remained silent.

Zong Zhao understood what he meant.

Zong Yan was unwilling.

Although the physical injury has healed, the psychological shadow is still there and I don’t want to contact people.

Zong Zhao comforted her, "It's okay, don't stress yourself. We'll see you again when you recover. Your family is at home anyway, so you can see them anytime."

Zong Yan gradually raised his head, his eyes timid, and said with envy like a child: "Brother, you have become so good at speaking now."

And I... I don't even have the desire to speak.

Zong Zhao looked at him with a softer look in his eyes: "Your sister-in-law is very good at speaking, and I have learned a lot from her. Do you want to learn? I can teach you again."

"I don't want to." Zong Yan lowered his head again.

He was like a wounded fawn, closed in his own little world, refusing to be pulled by outsiders.

Zong Zhao knew that he had been like this for many years and it was impossible for him to recover to his previous state quickly, so he patted his brother on the shoulder and said, "Get ready to eat. Only if you eat well can you be in good spirits. This is what you told me."

"Um……"

The servants brought the meal.

Zong Zhao helped him serve the food as usual and was still very patient.

Zong Yan felt very guilty.

His brother had been with him all the time, and he even neglected to take care of his sister-in-law after she gave birth. He felt very sorry for his brother, but he didn't know what to do. It seemed like... it seemed like there was no way out.

"Brother, please unchain me. I won't run away again."

Zong Yan thought: He should trouble his brother less in the future.

"Okay." Zong Zhao untied his anklets. Zong Yan got out of bed and sat at the table with him, eating like normal brothers.

This took several days.

Finally, Zong Yan couldn't help himself and asked Zong Zhao, who had just turned off the lights and was about to sleep with him, "Brother, do you still remember what I said to you on the edge of the cliff?"

Zong Zhao raised his eyebrows and lit the lamp again: "Remember."

Zong Yan's heart sank, and he asked in disappointment, "Then...then you...didn't find her?"

Zong Zhao raised his lips slightly and replied, "I found them."

Zong Yan suddenly raised his drooping eyes: "Where is it?"

"In our house." Zong Zhao reminded him, "The day you first came back, she was the one standing next to mom. Didn't you notice?"

Zong Yan opened his mouth and shook his head, saying: "I, I was just thinking about running away, I didn't even look at my mother carefully. She, she was at home, she was..."

Zong Zhao took over his words: "She is Yan Suxue, the daughter of Prime Minister Yan. I have overturned the case for Prime Minister Yan and allowed her to live a good life with her own identity again. And now, she is your principal wife, your wife, and the biological mother of your eldest son."

"The eldest son?" Zong Yan's eyes widened.

This was the most exaggerated expression he had had since returning home a few months ago, and it was also the closest to his old self.

Zong Zhao smiled and replied, "Yes, you have a son named Zong Wenxiu, who is fourteen years old this year."

Zong Yan: “…”

He shook his head in disbelief.

Zong Zhao suggested: "Wen Xiu looks like his mother, but his demeanor is also somewhat similar to yours. If you see him, you should be able to tell the difference. I'll ask him to come over and show you."

Zong Yan was so scared that he quickly grabbed him and said, "Don't...don't, I don't dare to look."

Zong Zhao frowned and asked, "What is there to be afraid of?"

Zong Yan's expression was complicated.

He thought he was alone, but unexpectedly, not only his wife was pregnant, but his son was also pregnant, and it was all due to his mistake... made fourteen years ago.

He lowered his head and said guiltily, "She was a good girl, but I ruined her life. My parents must have been embarrassed in the whole capital because of this. I... I don't know why I did such a thing. I was not in my right mind at the time..."

Zong Zhao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Zong Yan, don't overthink it. Your wife and son love you very much. Your parents are very grateful for Wen Xiu's existence. You don't know that there was a time when your father almost couldn't hold on. It was Wen Xiu who took care of him and made him come through. None of us blames you. We are all waiting for you to get better. Only in this way can our family be complete. Do you know that?"

Zong Yan's eyes gradually turned red, and he nodded with a sob: "I know, I will try my best to get better, I will try my best."

"Go to sleep, you'll feel better after you wake up."

The next morning, Zong Yan woke up and did not see his brother.

He subconsciously and nervously lifted the quilt. The room was quiet, frighteningly quiet. He was afraid of being so lonely.

"Knock knock—" there was a knock on the door.

Zong Yan hurried to open the door for him: "Brother, where are you going..."

He had just said half of his words when he discovered that the person who opened the door was not Zong Zhao, but a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old. Because he had entered a period of rapid growth, he had a slender figure, an elegant temperament, and fair skin. It was obvious that he was well-fed.

At this moment, Zong Wenxiu was holding breakfast in his hands. When he saw Zong Yan, his eyes lit up and a warm smile appeared on the corners of his lips. He began to greet him: "Good morning, father."

Previously, because his father was ill, he even refused to see his grandmother. He originally wanted to come over, but his mother stopped him, telling him not to cause trouble for his uncle.

But now, the worms in Dad's body have been cured.

His uncle even came to call him personally, saying that his father wanted to see him.

Zong Wenxiu was curious about his father. He was so nervous that his hands were shaking at the door. After he was able to hold the plate steadily, he gently knocked on the door and pretended to be calm.

When Zong Yan heard this word from his father, he froze in place, his mind going blank.

What did the child just call him?

Father?

Could this be... the biological son that brother talked about last night - Zong Wenxiu?