The mistress is not a cannon fodder, the cold prince falls in love with her every night

Chapter 369 Leniency for confession

"Madam, you've vomited. I'm afraid your spleen and stomach are not in good condition. Maybe you caught some disease in the south. It's better to see a doctor."

Nanny Li was extremely worried and had already started walking out to look for someone.

"I said no, that's it!"

Su Li walked to Pei Huan, gently supported him, looked at him steadily, and said:

"Brother Huan, what do you think?"

A cold light flashed across Pei Huan's eyes for a moment, then he immediately returned to normal. He swallowed the bitter taste in his mouth and said with a pale face:

"Mother is right. No need. I'll be fine after a while."

Shi Tou came up to help, but Su Li stopped him with a wave of his hand.

"You guys eat, I'll take him back myself."

Qingshanyuan.

As soon as Su Li entered the room, she locked the doors and windows, then sat down on the couch carelessly.

Pei Huan knew that he was doomed, so he simply changed his childish expression and revealed his true self.

In just a blink of an eye, Su Li watched the 10-year-old child in front of her turn into a gloomy, cold, and terrifying man like ice.

"really!"

Although she had guessed this in her mind, Su Li was still shocked when she really faced it. Her expression was solemn, and she stared at Pei Huan's face, not daring to take her eyes off him for a moment.

"So, how old are you, Pei Huan?"

……

Pei Huan sneered, took a cup of tea to rinse his mouth, and calmly dragged a chair to sit in front of Su Li.

In the Dali Temple, he was always the one asking questions. When had he ever been interrogated like this?

As soon as he sat down on the chair, his demeanor changed instantly. It was as if a layer of ice enveloped him, and the air in the room became much more depressing.

Pei Huan spoke in a low voice, and instead of answering, he asked:

"So, how old are you, Su Li?"

Now that it's been exposed, let's just get straight to the point.

Oh ho?

Su Li raised an eyebrow.

Is he doubting himself too?

This is where things get interesting.

Looking at Pei Huan, who was no longer pretending to be young, Su Li suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. This Pei Huan was no longer his son - Brother Huan.

The sharpness in his eyes made people feel cold to the bone.

Su Li felt like a prisoner being interrogated. Her blood froze under his gaze. But she couldn't admit defeat. Huan Ge'er's personality was taken over by Pei Huan. So where was her Huan Ge'er?

Is he... dead?

Just as the two were testing each other, their minds in turmoil, the door slammed open and Pei Heng rushed in with a serious expression. He glanced at the two of them and asked sternly:

"What do you mean?"

"Father!"

"Husband!"

Pei Huan suddenly stood up from his chair, emotions welling up in his cold eyes, with the corners of his eyes slightly red, but he finally clenched his fists and held it back.

"I'm asking you a question! What did your mother mean by what she asked you just now?!" Pei Heng asked coldly.

At this moment, he was fully armored and looked mighty and heroic, with an imposing aura.

He went out to patrol the camp, but he was worried about Su Li facing the situation alone, so he turned back halfway. Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, he heard Su Li and Pei Huan questioning each other.

Pei Huan's lips trembled, and his voice couldn't be any lower.

"Father, I'm Pei Huan."

"But I'm Pei Huan, 24 years old."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Heng's hand, which was pressing on the hilt of the sword at his waist, shook violently, and the sword collided with the armor, making a crisp sound.

The son does not talk strangely and forcefully.

How can he believe this?

"How do you prove that?"

Pei Huan has complicated feelings towards Pei Heng.

In his heart, his father was a man of integrity who drove out Beimang and commanded thousands of troops. He was a hero respected by everyone.

Instead of that cowardly softie who lay in Qingshan Courtyard, cursing all day long, giving up on himself, and finally giving up his life.

Obviously, the father in front of him satisfied all his imaginations of a father.

"Father, you found me in the garbage dump at the Northern Frontier mass grave and brought me back to Shengjing. At the time, I was seriously ill and lied to you, saying I had forgotten everything. In fact, I remember everything."

Pei Heng didn't need to ask again, Pei Huan had already started to bring it up like pouring beans.

"My name is Li Ji, and I'm the posthumous son of the eldest prince, Li Qian."

"Then why did you come back now?"

"Because I died at the age of twenty-four! The moment I opened my eyes, I returned to Brother Huan'er's body."

"Dead? How did you die? How could I let you die at such a young age!"

Although Pei Heng kept asking questions, he had already believed everything he said in his heart.

Twenty-four years old.

That is fourteen years later.

How could he, the Duke of Dingguo, not protect his son and let him die? Could something major have happened in the past fourteen years?

Pei Huan heard the protective feeling in Pei Heng's words, and his emotions fluctuated, with the redness at the corners of his eyes becoming more and more obvious.

"Father, what if I tell you that you've been dead for over a year?"

boom!

Something exploded in Pei Heng's heart.

He stumbled and almost lost his balance.

Pei Huan smiled.

"According to my timeline, you died the winter of the year before last. Unable to endure the pain of illness, you starved yourself to death, leaving behind Pei Xi and me. Father, do you understand now?"

Little bitter melon without a father!

He and Pei Xi had no idea how difficult their lives were!

"The Yong'an Marquisate conspired with Prince Jing to commit treason and was sentenced to confiscation of property and exile. Pei Xi and I were pardoned because of you, and have been living on the streets ever since."

Having said this, Pei Huan stopped.

He looked at Pei Heng coldly, his eyes filled with resentment.

Pei Heng's heart was in turmoil, and suddenly he was shocked and remembered the nightmare he had one night.

Everything that happened in the dream coincided with what Pei Huan said.

Could it be that it wasn't just a dream?

"My sister and I depended on each other for survival. During the day, I carried bags at the dock while my sister sold fruit. At night, I studied hard while my sister washed clothes for others. We managed to survive. Finally, at the age of twenty, I passed the imperial examination and became the top scorer. I never believed that my father would commit treason, so after entering the officialdom, I secretly investigated what happened back then. Unfortunately..."

Speaking of this, Pei Huan couldn't help but choke up.

"Pei Yan supported the new emperor's ascension to the throne and became his trusted and powerful minister. His concubine Liu Xu was not only a successful businessman, but also invented a firearm and presented it to the emperor, greatly pleasing him. Pei Yan became Duke Dingguo and colluded with Concubine Xu to control the government, wielding immense power."

"I killed all the murderers who killed my father, and he is the only one left..."

"He imprisoned me in the Dali Temple Prison and tortured me to death. Pei Xi was also sold to Liujing River. Xie An was beaten to death by Pei Yan in order to save her..."

"Fortunately, God was merciful and gave me a second chance. When I woke up, I was already in Huan Ge'er's body. But in this life, everything is different."

Having said that, Pei Huan turned and looked at Su Li.

"And the point that led to all these different destinies started with her. Mother, should I call you Mother? Or Third Aunt?"