After regaining consciousness, Qin Han's mind also cleared up, and he hastily asked Jiang Wan, "Madam Jiang, do you know if your sister had any children?"
"I don't know. After she married that man, she left our home. I think she probably didn't have any; otherwise, why wouldn't she tell herself?" Jiang Wan looked at Qin Han somewhat surprisingly.
Jiang Wan didn't know why Qin Han was concerned about whether her sister had children?
Qin Han nodded but did not speak.
"It should be none, I can tell. The last time my sister came to see me, she was very resolute, as if that matter was very important to her!" Jiang Wan said with certainty once again.
Although Jiang Wan said this, Qin Han did not think so. He was very sure that he was his mother's biological child, for he remembered everything from his childhood very clearly.
Suddenly, an image appeared in Qin Han's mind—it was always gazing out towards the mountains outside the capital in a trance.
