"yes!"

The midwife came to the bedside and examined Geng Youran. She was already six centimeters dilated and it was estimated that she would give birth soon.

"Princess, listen to this old servant. When the pain is at its worst, you must push hard, grit your teeth, and don't scream. Concentrate all your strength. As long as you cooperate, the baby will be born smoothly!"

Sweating profusely, Geng Youran focused his mind and nodded.

About two hours later, everyone in the main room heard several clear cries, and soon Xinyi ran over to offer her congratulations:

"Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations! The princess has given birth to a little prince!"

"good!"

Just then, it was broad daylight outside, so Yinzhen named the child 'Hongzhou'.

Just as everyone was in high spirits, the Eighth Prince's men found some interesting things and presented them to Yinzhi.

"My lord, I heard that before this Lady Geng entered the palace, she visited Abbot Yuanyi, and Abbot Yuanyi left behind four sentences."

"Oh? What is it?"

"This servant couldn't find out, and not long after, Abbot Yuanyi passed away."

"What do you mean by writing here that Geng Gege before and after entering the palace are like two different people?"

"That's right. Before entering the palace, Princess Geng had a high fever that wouldn't go down. After the fever subsided, she forgot some things and her personality changed."

"...You mean Geng Dejin had someone impersonate his daughter?"

"This servant does not know. Lord Geng has never cared much about this daughter. Of all the people in the mansion, only Madam Geng knows her best."

Yinzhi curled his lips into a smile, a cold glint in his eyes.

That afternoon, Geng Youran woke up and saw her son lying next to her, feeling a mix of emotions.

She only just realized who she really was.

When Xinyi told her that the prince had named the child 'Hongzhou', she remembered that she had seen an introduction to 'Aisin Gioro Hongzhou' in a museum when she was in modern times. There wasn't much positive information about him, but Hongli, the older brother, was very fond of this younger brother who was less than four months younger than her.

"Xinyi, there are too many people here, and I can't breathe properly. Can you ask them to leave first?"

"yes."

After everyone left, Geng Youran finally spoke.

"Speak, what do you want to tell me?"

She had noticed that Xinyi's expression was a bit off, and thought that something had happened at Xinyi's home again. She tucked the blanket around her son while asking him what was wrong.

Xinyi readjusted her expression and said seriously:

“I know you’re not Geng Youran.”

These words startled Geng Youran. Although her body stiffened, she adjusted her expression and pretended not to understand, saying:

"Xinyi, what are you saying?"

Xinyi shook her head and said:

"Because I am also called 'Geng Youran'."

Upon hearing this, Geng Youran suddenly raised her head, her eyes widening in disbelief at what she had just heard.