After being married off, she was favored by the powerful official

Chapter 238: Crack

"Princess, it has been so hard for me to find you!" A childlike look of grievance appeared on Zhao Su'e's face, as if she had seen someone she could completely rely on and confide in.

Gu Jin and Huo Sichen looked at each other, both of them had confusion in their eyes.

"Aunt Zhao, I'm Ah Jin."

“Ajin…” Zhao Su’e’s eyes gradually became clear. She stared at Gu Jin intently and kept muttering, “Like…so much like, you look exactly like the princess when she was young. How is this possible…”

"Which family does your mother belong to?" she asked hastily, eager to know the answer.

Gu Jin shook his head. "My mother is not from a noble family. She and my father met at the border."

Zhao Su'e's eyes lit up again, "Do you have a portrait?"

Seeing Gu Jin shaking his head, Zhao Su'e's eyes were full of unwillingness.

Gu Jin suddenly remembered something and quickly took out the wolf tooth pendant that she had found in the Anding Marquis's Mansion from her clothes.

"This is the princess's stuff. You really are..."

Zhao Su'e vomited blood in such excitement.

"Mother!"

Zhao Su'e raised her hand and said nonchalantly, "I will be able to rest in peace if I can see the princess' descendants before I die."

She held Gu Jin's hand tightly, as if looking through Gu Jin at another person, her eyes full of reluctance, "Child... you must remember that your mother is Princess Xuanji of Zhao State, the best woman in the world."

Although Gu Jin had long had doubts about his own background, he was still shocked when he heard Zhao Su'e reveal her mother's identity in person.

"But...you must not return to Zhaoguo, because that is the place the princess has spent her entire life wanting to leave..."

Zhao Su'e's breathing became increasingly difficult, and she knew she was dying.

She struggled to get up, fell into Gu Jin's arms, and whispered in Gu Jin's ear: "Chen'er's father is not dead, he is... the emperor of your Chen country."

Gu Jin's pupils shrank suddenly. So that's how it is. It's actually like this!

"I'm going to see the princess. I have no regrets. I just ask you... please help me take care of Chen'er. Please keep him safe..."

At the last moment of her life, she was most worried about her child, she just wanted him to be safe...

Zhao Su'e slowly closed her eyes, her body tilted, and she died.

"Mother! Mother!"

Huo Sichen's heart-wrenching cries attacked Gu Jin like frost. Her head was buzzing and she felt a splitting headache.

If she had come earlier today, if she had taken them to the Marquis' Mansion earlier, if she had known the truth earlier, Aunt Zhao would not have died...

"Ajin!" Xie Ran had already rushed over after Gu Jin killed the assassin, but he did not dare to go forward to disturb them.

Now seeing her emotional breakdown, he quickly walked to her side and held her in his arms, "Don't blame you, it's not your fault."

Two winding lines of blood and tears flowed down Gu Jin's face.

She took a deep breath, her eyes cold.

"Let go." She pushed Xie Ran away coldly, and the dagger in her hand was pressed coldly against Xie Ran's heart.

"master!"

Mo Yin and Xuan Yu were about to step forward when they saw this. Wu Mu looked at them, and for the first time, a look of helplessness appeared on his usually calm face.

"Stop!" Xie Ran sternly stopped the two men from moving forward, and just stared at Gu Jin, allowing her to pierce his skin with the sharp tip of the knife.

"You knew it a long time ago, didn't you?" Gu Jin's eyes were bloodshot, filled with anger and resentment, and more importantly, the pain of being betrayed by his loved ones.

Xie Ran couldn't tell any lies, he just nodded with a sad look in his eyes, "Yes."

Even though Gu Jin already knew the truth, when she heard Xie Ran admit it herself, she still felt an uncontrollable surge of endless pain in her heart.

She dropped her arms weakly.

Mo Yin and the others breathed a sigh of relief. They were all afraid that Gu Jin would hurt Xie Ran in his rage.

Only Xie Ran became increasingly frightened, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Gu Jin threw the dagger in his hand to Xie Ran's feet, and said in an unprecedented indifference, "We still have to deal with Aunt Zhao's funeral. All outsiders should leave as soon as possible!"