What was her childhood like?
I've lived in dog kennels, haystacks, and pigsties, all just to beg for food.
Those unbearable memories of the past swept over her, and Xu Lingqing couldn't possibly mention them in front of everyone, so she gritted her teeth tightly.
“I raised you until you were eight years old. I know you suffered a lot, but I had no choice.” Madam Liu looked at Xu Lingqing with hopeful eyes: “Fine, fine. If you don’t want to acknowledge me, I can go back to Xingshan Village and I will never bother you again.”
Xu Lingqing now wished she could strangle Lady Liu to death.
Nonsense!
“Some people become princesses and then refuse to acknowledge their own mothers. After all, she is still their biological mother. This Lady Liu’s life is too tragic. She has been a widow for many years, sold by her husband’s family, and now she doesn’t even acknowledge her own daughter.”
Suddenly, someone in the crowd voiced a question: "This kind of person has no conscience."
Xu Lingqing's expression changed slightly, and she looked anxiously at Zhao Zhiyan: "Your Highness, believe me, my mother really died a long time ago."
Zhao Zhiyan ascended the steps one by one, looking down at Lady Liu: "You say the Princess is your biological daughter, do you have any proof?"
"Lingqing has a birthmark resembling half a butterfly wing on her lower back, a red mole on her left chest, and a small mole on her right hip..."
Xu Lingqing's mind went blank for a moment, and she looked at Zhao Zhiyan in disbelief.
One place might be a coincidence, but the other three places certainly aren't.
Especially in such a secluded place.
Zhao Zhiyan frowned.
"Judging from the Eighth Princess's expression, Lady Liu must be right," someone said.
Lady Liu continued, "My daughter is my own child. People's appearances may change as they grow up, but every birthmark on their body will never change."
Yes, if it weren't for her own mother, who could pinpoint the birthmark so accurately?
“Even the maids who served me know these things.” Xu Lingqing denied through gritted teeth: “It’s not a secret.”
She was certain that the person in front of her was not her biological mother.
Moreover, she was determined not to have such a crazy, lowly person as her mother.
Lady Liu looked completely innocent: "I remember you couldn't touch dandelions since you were little. Once you accidentally ran into the field and picked one, and you broke out in a rash all over your body and had a high fever. I carried you to the county town to get medicine. Lingqing, have you forgotten all that?"
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