The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 774
Feng Sujin was prepared, but she was shocked by the photo in front of her.

She then looked at the people in front of King Guoying and the Queen, a standing little boy who looked about five or six years old, so pretty.

There was also a child, a baby, who was held by the queen.

The family of four seemed so warm.

Even just looking at the photos, I couldn't bear to disturb such a warm and moving scene.

You can tell at a glance how loving and loving this family of four is, and you can see how loving King Guoying and Queen are.

The photo next to them is a photo of the two of them. When they looked at each other, the emotion was revealed in their eyes.

When Feng Sujin thought that such people were gone, she felt very sad, unwilling to think about it, unwilling to accept such a fact.

She remembered that King Guoying and Queen died in a bloodbath.

If... If her guess is correct, this little boy is Jun Mohan when he was a child.

Feng Sujin's throat choked, "This is you, right?"

It's been a long time since Jun Mohan looked at the photos, because it would plunge him into fond memories of his childhood, and he couldn't help but think of the fire and the blood that night.

No matter what kind of memory it is, recalling it is painful.

If he had to tell Ah Jin, Jun Mohan might really not even look at these again.

Seeing it again, Jun Mohan's eyes also turned red.

Those were his biological parents, and the memory of being beside his parents in childhood was the warmest and happiest.

Jun Mohan said hoarsely: "Well, it's me, these are my biological parents, and that is my biological younger brother, but they all died in the blood change."

Feng Sujin's heart ached, "Such a small child..."

Jun Mohan closed his eyes in pain. His younger brother was only one year old at that time, and he liked to cling to him the most at that time. Even though he was just able to walk, he liked to walk towards him unsteadily.

He would smile the brightest at him, and when he could talk, he would babble, "Brother...Brother..."

Even now, after more than 20 years, he still seems to be able to hear that clear shout, "Brother..."

However, at that time, he only cared about playing by himself, and didn't spend much time with his younger brother.

Thinking of this, Jun Mohan felt a little unbearable, feeling a little suffocated.

Feng Sujin felt that Jun Mohan's breath was not right, she reached out to hold his hand, "Mo Han, that's all in the past, I'm still here, I'm by your side."

She was really worried that Jun Mohan would become obsessed if he was immersed in the memories of the past.

Although she didn't know exactly what happened in the past, blood changes were often accompanied by blood and killing.

For such a young child, just thinking about it makes Feng Sujin feel very uncomfortable.

"Everyone rarely knows that such a small child was sacrificed back then, right?"

A bloodthirsty gleam flashed in Jun Mohan's eyes, "That's because Guoyong Junhou Lihen completely blocked the news, and no one knew about it, or maybe everyone deliberately forgot about it."

But his brother, he will not forget.

I deliberately forgot it before, but once I remembered it, it was really a heart-wrenching pain.

Feng Sujin felt uncomfortable seeing Jun Mohan like this, and felt the urge to cry. He is the son of Lord Guoying, so he was only five or six years old when those things happened. I don't know how he got here of.

Feng Sujin couldn't imagine how a five or six-year-old child would bear the impact of those darkness and killing.

(End of this chapter)