Forced love, an inescapable fate

Chapter 152 The truth back then

In this game, Wu Chen was undoubtedly defeated.

But he is not someone who is willing to give up like this.

After calming down, he ordered people to clean up the scene, and finally set fire to the villa where he had been hiding for twenty years.

Through the thick flames, his eyes were filled with the madness of a fight to the death.

Tufu's Mansion.

Wen Muchuan and Su Minsheng looked at their biological mother Wen Zhi, whom they had been separated from for twenty years, with red eyes, feeling a mixture of sadness and joy.

The good news was that they had originally thought that she and their father had passed away, but they never expected that she was still alive.

But the sad thing is that although she was alive, she was imprisoned in a villa in the capital by the beast Wu Chen for more than 20 years, right under their noses.

Wen Zhi never thought that they would meet again as mother and son, even though she had witnessed them being killed by Wu Chen with her own eyes.

Even though the mother and her two children had thousands of thoughts and words, they all turned into hot tears at this moment.

When Wen Muchuan and Su Minsheng saw the thick iron chain tied around their mother's ankles, their hatred for Wu Chen grew even stronger.

Wen Zhi looked at her two sons who had grown up to be so outstanding, and hot tears flowed down her cheeks.

Then, just like when they were little, he hugged them both tightly in his arms.

"Ajin, Ayin, it's great that you're both alive and well." (Wen Muchuan's original name was Su Jin, and Su Minsheng's original name was Su Yin.)

Looking at the white hair beside Wen Zhi's temples, even Wen Muchuan couldn't help but shed tears.

He never thought that his mother Wen Zhi was still alive, but even though she was alive, it was more painful than death.

Not only were all his martial arts skills ruined, but he was also under constant surveillance, and even his feet were tied with thick iron chains.

In order to prevent her from committing suicide, Wu Chen made her take muscle softening powder all year round, and her body had already deteriorated terribly.

If it weren't for that madman Wu Chen keeping her alive with tonics, she would have collapsed long ago.

How charming she was back then. As the heir of the Wen family, the foremost swordsmanship sect in the martial arts world, her swordsmanship was well-known to everyone. The story of her and the then Grand Tutor Su Huan, a talented man and a chivalrous woman, caused a sensation throughout Shangjing.

Now, his hair is gray, his body is thin and he looks haggard.

The mother and her two children hugged each other for a long time until Wen Muchuan noticed that Wen Zhi's body was about to collapse.

Only then did he help the man lie down on the bed in a panic.

Su Minsheng's eyes were blurred with tears and filled with sadness.

He had just taken Wen Zhi's pulse. Even if he used the best medicine in the world, he was afraid that it would not be able to save her life.

Su Minsheng's expression gave Wen Muchuan, who was standing beside him, a bad feeling.

He knelt down in front of the bed in panic, holding Wen Zhi's hands that were so thin that only bones were left.

"Mother, don't worry. My brother is a very good doctor and he will heal you. Now I am the current emperor's tutor, just like my father was back then. Mother, I have lived up to your expectations. I..."

By the end of his words, he was choking with sobs.

Wen Zhi's eyes were filled with reluctance and satisfaction.

What was hard to bear was that they had just met and had only seen their child after twenty years, but now they had to be separated by life and death again.

But she was also very satisfied, at least she could see them before her life ended.

She gently pulled her hand out and touched Wen Muchuan's hair, with tenderness in her eyes.

"Ajin, thank you for taking care of Ayin for so many years. You've done a great job, but you also have to take care of yourself. You are both my favorite children, and I am very satisfied to see you today. I left your father alone for so many years, and I feel very guilty. Seeing you grow up so well, I can show off to your father when I see you. But since I have survived, I still have to tell you the truth before I die. Ayin, you should have learned your uncle's needlework to the fullest. Come on, you should be able to let me live for another half hour."

Su Minsheng was already in tears and knelt down in front of Wen Zhi's bed in despair.

He learned so many skills to save people, but he couldn't save his own mother.

Wen Muchuan's eyes were red and his face was full of pain.

The feeling of powerlessness that spread throughout his body made him wish he could tear the culprit into pieces right now.

After Wen Zhi finished speaking, she looked at the two brothers kneeling in front of the bed with a smile on her face.

She was more reluctant than anyone else, but she also knew that she had been able to hold on until now only because of the faith in her heart.

Late one night a month ago, she was lying on the couch powerless as usual, but in her sleeves was a sharp dagger.

Today, she took advantage of the guards' inattention and knocked over the meal mixed with muscle softening powder, all for this moment.

Her body had a little more strength than before, and now she only needed to use the dagger in her sleeve to cut the blood vessels in her neck, and she would be completely free.

She had been planning for this moment for a whole year.

Because the house she lived in did not have any sharp objects, let alone daggers, in order to prevent her from committing suicide.

A year ago, she had gone to great lengths to obtain this dagger, which was brought in by a new servant.

But the dagger alone wouldn't work, she didn't have enough strength to lift it.

So she could only look for opportunities, and finally today, she waited for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

However, just as her trembling hands were about to cut the blood vessels in her neck, she saw a man in a black nightgown appear in her room.

"Ma'am, do you want to see your child?"

The voice was very young, but the words that came out shocked her terribly.

A child? He's talking about his own child?

I didn't bother to ask why he appeared here, nor did I bother to ask who he was. At this moment, the only thing in my mind was the word "child" he had just mentioned.

She struggled several times and finally sat up.

Because of excitement, his voice was shaking uncontrollably.

"My child is still alive?"

"Alive, not only are they alive, they are living well, but they don't know that my wife is still alive."

Wen Zhi looked at him in disbelief. She had clearly seen it with her own eyes that year. She watched Wu Chen kill his own child. How could it be possible?

Knowing that she might not believe him, Jiang Ci, dressed in black, took off the veil on his face.

Looking at his face, Wen Zhi's eyes were full of disbelief.

"You, you are, you are Ning Yue's son?" (Ning Yue, the late queen, was a close friend of Wen Zhi.)

Jiang Ci nodded.

"Yes, ma'am, the situation is urgent. To make it short, both of your children are alive and are now in the capital, investigating the truth of what happened. I'm here because I know the truth. Prime Minister Wu Chen is extremely powerful. I already know that he was responsible for the Su family's exile, but the evidence is insufficient to bring him down. Ma'am, I will find a way to get you out, but the situation here is complicated and there are many secret guards. I can't rescue you right away. If I want to get you out, I need your cooperation, so ma'am, you must stay alive. Only by staying alive can you see your children, who you've been separated from for many years. Only with your testimony can we completely bring down Wu Chen and make the truth of what happened public."