The girl looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender figure and elegant appearance. When she smiled, her eyebrows and eyes curved, which always gave Chen Zhe a sense of déjà vu.

But he was also very sure that with the beauty and grace of the Crown Prince's Consort, if he had seen her before, he would definitely have an impression of her.

Maybe I really thought too much!

Chen Zhe suppressed his thoughts and bowed respectfully to Su Chengan and Jinchu: "Chen greets the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess."

As soon as the voice came out, a picture immediately flashed through Jin Chu's mind.

A burly middle-aged man, holding a little girl of four or five years old, pointed at a young scholar in blue robes and said, "Girl, this is your uncle Jianzhi." Then he showed off to the scholar in blue robes, "Jianzhi, this is my Ah Jin."

The young scholar looked up. It was clearly a younger version of Chen Zhe. Smiling, he pulled out a small doll from his arms and held it in front of the little girl. "I was in a hurry to leave today and didn't bring anything with me. It's my first time meeting little Ajin, so I'll give this to you!"

The little girl happily accepted the intricately carved and brightly colored puppet and said sweetly, "Thank you, Uncle Jianzhi."

Wu Anhou's voice rang out again: "Instead of having merit in carving these wooden things, you might as well quickly get yourself a wife and have a few children. Look at my girl, aren't you envious?"

"General, you're bringing up the same old thing again!"

Young Chen Zhe grumbled softly, "Why would I, a man who has brought disaster upon all his relatives, harm such a beautiful girl? I am content for the life of me to be by your side, guarding Floating Cloud City with you."

Marquis Wu'an glared at him unhappily. "What are you talking about? If you really don't want to marry, then don't! I have several children. At worst, when you and I are old and unable to bear it, I can give you one of my children to look after you."

Young Chen Zhe lowered his head slightly, hiding the emotion in his eyes. After a moment, he raised his head again and saluted Wu'an Hou: "In that case, please remember what my brother said. I will definitely come to your house to take care of my old age in the future."

"Okay. Brother can support you!" Wu'an Hou slapped Chen Zhe in the face, followed by a hearty laugh.

"You are polite, sir."

When Su Cheng'an's voice sounded, Jin Chu beside him seemed to be frozen, not moving at all.

Why does Ajin look like this?

Su Chengan's heart tightened as he turned his head to look, and he couldn't help but call out, "Ajin?"

Jinchu didn't react, but Chen Zhe, who was about to look up, suddenly frowned when he heard these words. Memories of many years ago filled his mind. He also knew a little girl named Ajin.

The strange feeling in his heart became stronger, and Chen Zhe didn't even bother to avoid suspicion, and looked straight at Jin Chu's face.

"Ajin!"

"Ajin?"

Two voices sounded at the same time, one anxious and the other gentle, but their eyes were directed at the stunned and silent girl.

Su Chengan no longer cared about anything else. He grabbed Jinchu and called her urgently: "Ajin, Ajin, wake up. I am Yizhi."

Jin Chu felt her nose sore and tears welled up as she subconsciously called out, "See Uncle Zhi."

With this cry, she seemed to be liberated and walked out of the imprisoned state. When Su Cheng'an saw that she had regained consciousness, his eyes narrowed with joy.

"Yizhi, I'm fine, it's just that just now-"

Before Jinchu could finish his words, he was interrupted by a hurried voice: "Ajin? Are you little Ajin?"

Chen Zhe took two steps at a time and almost reached Jin Chu. His behavior was quite inappropriate. Zhang Lian, who was not far away, even took a step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Su Cheng'an's look.

Chen Zhe stared at the pretty face of the Crown Prince's wife, his eyes wandering over it little by little, as if he was confirming something. Jin Chu calmly let him look at her, with a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

"you--"

He had just said one word when he reacted and immediately spoke again, "If I heard correctly, Princess, did you say 'Uncle Zhi'?"

Jin Chu smiled and nodded, then called out again, "Long time no see, Uncle Zhi."

The middle-aged man who refused to surrender even when being dragged away by the guards of King Dingbei, had tears in his eyes because of these words.

He reached out to touch the girl's face, and suddenly realized that more than ten years had passed. The little girl who was four or five years old at that time had now grown into such a graceful young lady.

He was about to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, but was pulled back by the girl in front of him: "Uncle Jianzhi, I'm Ajin, the little Ajin who got the doll you personally carved more than ten years ago."

Suddenly hit by a huge surprise, Chen Zhe's mind went blank.

He stared at the girl in front of him, and the image of the great general from more than ten years ago seemed to appear before his eyes again.

He couldn't help but murmur to himself, "Great General, Brother Ye, at last, Heaven has mercy on you and you still have a drop of blood in the world. Little Ajin has now married a good man and become the Crown Prince's Consort in the Northern Territory."

"Mr. Chen, Ah Jin, it's a joy to meet old friends again. Why don't we go inside and chat?"

Su Cheng'an pointed towards a house not far away and gently reminded Chen Zhe and Jin Chu who were still in surprise.

The two of them came to their senses and nodded in unison, following Su Cheng'an into the house.

As soon as the three of them sat down, Chen Zhe, without even taking a sip of his tea, couldn't wait to ask, "Ah Jin, when the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion collapsed, I personally went there to inquire about the situation, and all I heard was the tragic news that you were all dead. How did you manage to get out alive?"

"To be honest, uncle, it was a loyal servant of our family who sacrificed his grandson's life in exchange for Jinchu and his sister's escape, which is why they managed to survive."

Thinking of the two children who died in place of the original body and Zhao'er, Jin Chu suddenly felt a strong sense of discomfort and guilt in his heart.

Whose child isn't the apple of their parents' eyes? It's a pity that she still hasn't had the chance to repay the kindness of those who saved her.

"younger brother?"

Chen Zhe quickly found the key point in Jin Chu's words. His eyes suddenly brightened and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Ajin, do you mean the general still has descendants?"

Jin Chu nodded and told the truth: "Not only my younger brother Zhao'er, but my third brother is also still alive."

"Ah Xuan?"

Chen Zhe jumped to his feet and asked anxiously, "Is Axuan alive too? Wasn't he cut down by that Xirong Garsu?"

"Uncle is right. My third brother did have a narrow escape."

Thinking of Ye Jinxuan's dangerous situation, Jin Chu couldn't help but feel fortunate. "The Western Rong people thought Third Brother was dead and fled. However, those under Chen Tianyao had ulterior motives and were unwilling to bury Third Brother, so they abandoned him on the battlefield. Thankfully, Third Brother woke up and slowly returned to the capital."

"The capital believed he had died on the battlefield, so he wasn't included in the list of those held for questioning. Later, my third brother found a way to take Zhao'er and me away. We lived in hiding for three years. When I was older, my third brother rejoined the army to investigate the truth behind my father's unjust death."

Chen Zhe let out a long sigh, stroking his chest with a look of relief.

"It was so thrilling. Fortunately, despite all the hardships you three siblings went through, you are finally safe and sound. This is a blessing. If Brother Ye knew about this in the afterlife, he would surely feel much more at ease."

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