Chapter 869 Real Young Master vs Fake Daughter 11

Prince Song said: "Recognizing relatives by dripping blood is not a simple fusion of blood. Imperial Physician Wang just poured a drop of condensate into the bowl. This thing is called 'Xianjian', which can prove blood relatives."

Following his line of sight, there was indeed a long-necked jade bottle on the sandalwood table.

Branches wrapped around the neck of the bottle, and plum blossoms bloomed little by little, like two drops of blood gradually melting in a bowl... Song Yu clenched his hands unconsciously, staring intently, and Mrs. Song even covered her heart, beating wildly.

The two blood-red drops were completely reduced to one.

Mr. Song's tense face slowly relaxed, and the two elders of the Song family could not stop smiling. Mr. Zhao had a bright temperament, and he patted Song Yu's shoulder directly, laughing loudly: "Good nephew!"

Song Yu let go of his palms, with a dazed expression, subconsciously looked at Xihe.

Back then, it was this girl who stalked him... The girl in pink grinned at him, reflecting the bright sunlight outside the window, making her even more eye-catching.

Song Yu couldn't help but smiled back.

From now on, this will be his younger sister, the direct younger sister.

Thus, the matter of recognizing relatives came to a successful conclusion.

The next step is to find out the truth of the year, and Song Yu's entry into the genealogy, the restoration of the identity of the Song family's young master, and the notification to the various governments in Beijing.

It will take a long time for a series to come down.

And the most important question right now is how to tell the old man of the Jiang family the truth? There is only one single Miao Miao in the Jiang family.

Both the Song family were in trouble, and they couldn't help but look at Song Yu.

Song Yu pursed her lips: "Grandpa...I don't want to tell Grandpa about this for now, the old man is too old to bear it."

"Master Song, I hope I can still be a filial piety for Grandpa."

Only then did he recognize his relatives, and it was hard to say the word father.

Before Mr. Song could speak, Mrs. Song hurriedly said, "It should be, it should be."

Although she was not sure in her heart, did the disappearance of her son have anything to do with the Jiang family? Did the Jiang family hide it? That's why their mother and son couldn't recognize each other for many years? But after all, she is the mistress of the house, and after a little thought, she has already made a choice.

But an old man half buried in the ground, they are still young and have more time.

At this time, how to grasp the son's heart and let him feel the warmth of the Song family and the presence of his mother is the most important thing.

Sure enough, Song Yu's slightly nervous expression gradually relaxed.

Leaning over: "Thank you Song...mother."

When Mrs. Song heard this, her eyes filled with tears, she was too excited to speak, she just felt that she was satisfied after hearing these words.

The family of three over there is full of warmth, and the eldest son of Song here looks sideways: "Congratulations."

Xihe laughed: "We are happy together."

When all the dust settled, she became sluggish in an instant, filled with a sense of ease that no one could understand. Mr. Song looked her up and down, shook his head, and looked at the excitement over there.

In the afternoon, Song Yu and several masters went to the study.

The flower hall was immediately relaxed and comfortable. The three masters were talking. During this period, several aunts came to pay their respects. Mrs. Song waved them back without thinking about it.

The eldest lady smiled: "You are also a person with foundation now."

Mrs. Song couldn't help laughing, she seemed to be more than ten years younger, she stroked Xihe's hair: "Our Yueer also has a first brother."

"In the past, I was always worried. In the future, my master and I will be gone. What will this girl do? She looks soft-tempered, but she is actually stubborn. If she is bullied at her husband's house...that child is unreliable. I can only count on it." The brothers in your family."

"Now, it's finally time to look forward to it."

That child, needless to say, is Aunt Mei's son.

The third lady nodded: "No, they are still brothers after all."

Bastards and concubines and so on, after all, there is a layer of separation.

Thinking of something, I looked at Mrs. Song curiously: "On the day of delivery, you really don't remember anything?"

Mrs. Song supported her head with her hands, her brows were tightly frowned: "I... really don't remember."

She was bleeding profusely and nearly lost half her life. Doctors from the entire capital were called over that day, and the master even went to ask the emperor to invite an imperial doctor. Only then did she save her life. Until now, she dared not take any more second child.

I'm afraid that something unexpected will happen, and even my only daughter will not be able to protect her at that time.

The eldest lady comforted: "Don't worry, brother and sister, the second brother will definitely find out the truth."

It's just that everyone didn't expect that the truth came so unexpectedly, they were caught in the middle of the night, and the truth came out.

The cause was still that cousin of the Zhao family.

Last time, he secretly wanted to have a cooked rice with the original owner, but was disturbed by Xihe, and was beaten up by the servants the next night.

Originally Mrs. Song wanted to make a move, but Song Yu appeared in time and saved him. These days, he has been recuperating in the front yard, secretly waiting for the opportunity.

what time? Naturally, it's the time to get in touch with Miss Yi.

After finally finding out that Xihe would pass by after dinner, he couldn't wait to go out today, but he didn't count, and unexpectedly ran into Aunt Mei who was also staying there.

The woman stood in the shadows in a plain dress, silently, neither of them noticed for a while.

Zhao Ming squatted with one foot numb and switched to the other. When he looked up, he saw a pale old face under the pale moonlight. To be honest, Aunt Mei must have some beauty, otherwise she would not be able to be a concubine, but she is old. Yeah, it's still reflecting the moonlight, scaring me to death.

Zhao Ming almost screamed out, but fortunately he remembered that he was also squatting, and covered his mouth in time.

But he forgot to cover his ears, so that he heard a shocking secret.

"After all, my heart is soft. If I had known today, I should have strangled to death."

"Song Yu? Song Yue? Twins? Oh, just pity my son, who was not born in that woman's womb, otherwise I wouldn't need to bother... Song Yue!"

The voice of gnashing teeth: "Mud legs are mud legs. Things that mud can't support the wall can't be climbed even if given a ladder!"

"Bitch, bitch! They're all bitch!"

"I'd like to see what can happen to you, stupid thing!"

Zhao Ming: "..."

Fuck, how come he can understand them separately, but he can't understand them together?

What mud legs? What should be strangled? What kind of tricks did Aunt Mei spend? Zhao Ming couldn't help shivering, deeply feeling that he seemed to have heard some great secret.

His breathing was gradually heavy, he was afraid, nervous, and also had an indescribable excitement.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, footsteps came from ahead, a few palace lanterns gradually approached, and a young lady walked slowly, surrounded by a few maids.

The north wind howled, and the girl's small face was as white as jade under the moonlight.

"Big girl stay behind."

Zhao Ming paused, then shrank himself even more into the hole.

Aunt Mei moved lightly, walked over, and looked at Xihe: "Miss, I have something to say to you."