Song Hengchuan's eyelids twitched: "Grandmother, what Chuan-ge'er, what Mao-ge'er, aren't I just Chuan-ge'er?"
"You, you are Mao-ge'er, born of Lianyi." The Grand Madam had no choice but to acknowledge Song Mao's identity.
Song Hengchuan was stunned. He turned around and looked at Fan Lianyi behind him: "You, you're my biological mother?"
Fan Lianyi's face turned pale. She hadn't expected the Grand Madam to admit it so bluntly. Tears welled up in her eyes as she rushed into Song Hengchuan's arms: "Mao'er, my Mao'er, your mother was forced into this situation."
Instead of disappointment, Song Hengchuan smiled and said, "No wonder I felt so close to you when I first saw you, Mother! You are my mother!"
"Ahem!" the old lady quickly reminded her.
Song Hengchuan, now known as Song Mao, regained his senses, his tall figure completely blocking Fan Lianyi from view.
“I know that my mother was originally going to marry my father as his principal wife. It was the princess who took advantage of her status to forcibly take the position of principal wife. My mother had no choice but to leave the Duke of Jingguo’s mansion. In fact, it’s not my mother’s fault.” Song Mao raised his head and spoke with a straight face.
The old lady did not refute this.
Tao was furious and said, "Your mother is pregnant and you still have the nerve to talk back? You, a son born to a concubine, have occupied the status of the eldest son for so many years, enjoying a life of luxury, and you still dare to shout here!"
Song Mao was speechless.
Princess Jia Hua slowly stood up, her gaze meeting Song Maoping's: "Yes, how could I not be glad that you are not my biological son? No wonder I felt extremely disgusted when I first saw you."
"You!" Song Mao's face flushed red, then he suddenly realized, "No wonder the princess has been so hostile towards me, constantly suppressing and belittling me. It turns out she already knew the truth!"
Hearing Song Mao turn the tables on her, Princess Jia Hua laughed in anger.
A crisp laugh echoed through the hall.
The Dowager Lady finally couldn't help but step forward and slap Song Mao on the shoulder: "You good-for-nothing, the princess is your legal mother, how dare you talk back to your legal mother like this?"
“She doesn’t deserve it…” Song Mao disliked Princess Jia Hua from the beginning. Ever since he was old enough to understand, he had heard a lot of rumors about how her mother was.
When the person finally returned, not a single one of them showed him any kindness. Song Mao couldn't be more eager to sever all ties with Princess Jia Hua.
"Enough!" Princess Jiahua interrupted the tug-of-war, her eyes sharp: "I'll ask you one more time, where exactly is my Chuan'er!"
The Dowager Lady and the Duke of Jingguo exchanged glances, feeling somewhat guilty.
Princess Jiahua winked at Xiushu.
"Attack!" Xiu Shu ordered.
The Imperial Guards raised their wooden sticks and struck Fan Lianyi and Song Mao hard.
The heavy wooden stick struck her back with a dull thud. Fan Lianyi, who was already frail, lay on the ground for a long time, unable to get up, and her face turned deathly pale in an instant.
“Dead, already dead,” the Duke of Jingguo blurted out.
"Feng'er!" the old lady hurriedly called out.
The hall fell silent instantly.
Everyone held their breath.
The old lady's heart nearly jumped out of her throat as she looked at the person behind her in fear.
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