Princess Jia Hua said, word by word, "I will say it again: I have never known that you are not my biological son."
After staring into Princess Jia Hua's eyes for a moment, Song Mao realized that she was not joking, and he was struck dumb.
I was completely stunned.
"What about Song Zhen...?"
"What right do you have to compare yourself to Zhen'er?" Princess Jiahua said disdainfully. "You took Zhen'er's place, causing her to almost die in the mass grave. If it weren't for the intervention of the Prince Shen's mansion, she would already be dead!"
"But I am innocent too. It was not my intention to take his place!" Song Mao roared. What had he done wrong? A group of people gave him this status, and then suddenly told him that he was not Song Hengchuan, but just a lowly concubine.
How could Song Mao accept this?
Princess Jiahua's gaze shifted, and she said sharply, "Zhen'er has never forgotten to search for A-Yue, but you are different. You know that A-Yue has suffered a lot of injustice, but you don't care or care. You even helped Song Yao frame her and repeatedly targeted A-Yue. Besides, you are a year older than Zhen'er. Zhen'er has memories, so how could you not? You took Zhen'er's place, and instead of repenting, you are plotting to eliminate A-Yue. How can I accept you?"
Princess Jia Hua was still very angry when this was mentioned.
If Song Mao had been willing to protect Song Yue, she wouldn't have gone so far as to kill him. It was just the status of a legitimate son; it was a piece of cake for her.
When Song Mao's secret was exposed, his face turned pale. He murmured, unsure how to explain. He did have some recollection of it, and he remembered that his name wasn't Song Hengchuan.
One day, his father suddenly told him, "Maoge'er, from today onwards you will be called Song Hengchuan. You are the eldest son of the Duke of Jingguo's family and will become the heir apparent in the future, inheriting the title of Duke of Jingguo."
His father instructed him never to reveal his identity.
So many years have passed, and Song Mao has long forgotten all of this.
It wasn't that he couldn't tolerate Song Yue, but rather that he was worried that one day his identity would be exposed, and every time he saw Song Yue, he would be reminded of his true identity.
“Mother, it was your fault.” Song Mao kowtowed and admitted his mistake. “I know I was wrong and I will correct it. Please give me a chance to start anew.”
Song Mao's temper had been tempered for three whole years, and he had already realized his mistakes and corrected them. He only asked Princess Jia Hua to release him.
Even being born out of wedlock would be acceptable.
"Mao-ge'er!" Fan Lianyi crawled out of the house, panting heavily, and looked at Song Mao with teary eyes: "She won't acknowledge you. I am your real mother."
Song Mao was furious at the sight of Fan Lianyi. If it weren't for her appearance, his identity wouldn't have been exposed. Song Mao rushed over, grabbed Fan Lianyi's head with one hand, lifted it up, and slapped her cheeks hard each time.
Fan Lianyi screamed in agony as she was beaten.
But Song Mao saw it as a show of loyalty.
The more brutal the beating, the stronger the determination to reform Princess Jia Hua.
"Enough!" Princess Jiahua couldn't stand it anymore and scolded, "Song Mao, you really are a wolf in sheep's clothing, heartless and cruel, you can even be ruthless to your own mother."
“Mother, she is not my mother. You are my only mother.” Song Mao released her hand and looked at Princess Jia Hua with an anxious expression.
Fan Lianyi lay on the ground, panting heavily. Hearing this, she sneered, mustered her strength to lift her head, and stared intently at Princess Jiahua, her eyes filled with hatred: "The reason you were able to win is only because of your status as a princess. If it weren't for you interfering back then, I would be the Duchess today, and Maoge would still be the eldest son. You stole everything that belonged to me!"
Princess Jia Hua's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Don't you know that it was Song Kaifeng who begged the Emperor for three days and three nights, and the old Duke couldn't bear to see him kneel any longer, so he exchanged a death-exemption token for this marriage?"
Fan Lianyi's eyes widened suddenly, and she froze completely.
"No, that's impossible!"
"If it weren't for the Emperor's bestowal of this marriage, how could I have ever fallen for that despicable man, Song Kaifeng!" Princess Jiahua gritted her teeth in hatred.
Even if all the men in the world died, she still wouldn't look down on Song Kaifeng, that hypocrite.
Fan Lianyi swallowed hard: "No, no, you're lying to me. My cousin clearly said that you insisted on marrying him. How can one disobey an imperial decree?"
Princess Jiahua stood there, her face full of mockery, her eyes filled with arrogance and domineering air. With just that one glance, Fan Lianyi believed her.
Twenty years ago, Princess Jiahua was the apple of the princess's eye, of noble status. She was as talented as the top scholar in the imperial examination that year, and could fight enemies with a silver spear. She single-handedly saved the sixth prince of that year.
Her appearance was the most beautiful in Kyoto.
How could such an arrogant person possibly be interested in the timid and cowardly Song Kaifeng?
The hatred in Fan Lianyi's eyes vanished instantly, and she suddenly burst into maniacal laughter: "Such a simple truth, yet I couldn't understand it, and I was deceived for nothing."
Princess Jia Hua glanced at the embroidered book and said, "Take Song Mao away."
"yes."
Song Mao was gagged and dragged away, his eyes filled with terror.
Princess Jia Hua didn't even give her a second glance. She looked at Fan Lianyi and said, "There's something I've been pondering for a long time."
Fan Lianyi lay on the ground, panting heavily, a mocking smile on her face: "Even a princess can have things that are hard to fathom... Is the princess trying to say why you were chosen for the marriage alliance back then?"
She remained silent.
"Someone switched the princess's portrait with the portrait of the princess sent for a political marriage. It was Song Kaifeng's idea." Fan Lianyi looked up. "If you stay in the manor for even a day, my cousin will feel suffocated. Everyone knows how powerful the princess is, but who knows how ambitious my cousin is?"
Princess Jiahua sighed: "We shouldn't have become enemies. My two children have suffered, and you have never married, causing great suffering to the Fan family and implicating Maoge'er. If you are willing to tell the truth, I will allow you to be buried in the Fan family's ancestral tomb and will not take Maoge'er's life."
“It was Princess Zhennan who colluded with the Empress Dowager to switch the portraits. My cousin told me all this himself. The Empress Dowager whispered in the Emperor’s ear and selfishly switched the Emperor’s edict.” Fan Lianyi summoned without hesitation.
She no longer has the resources to challenge Princess Jia Hua.
She only hoped that the other party would spare her, considering that she had told them everything.
Princess Jiahua closed her eyes. Back then, she and Princess Zhennan were as close as best friends, and their families had even arranged a marriage between their children.
How dare she harm me like this behind my back!
“Princess, it was Princess Zhennan’s idea to switch the two children. I was confused when I agreed. Please forgive Mao Ge’er. He is just spoiled. He is not bad by nature.” Fan Lianyi pushed herself up and kowtowed to Princess Jiahua.
There were loud thuds, and soon blood started flowing from his forehead.
Princess Jia Hua trembled all over and took a deep breath: "Since I have agreed to your request, I will not kill Song Mao."
Fan Lianyi was moved to tears: "This humble servant kneels to thank the princess for her great kindness. I will serve her like a slave to repay her."
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