Noticing that more and more people were coming to watch the fun in the garden, Yan Cheng saw his brother with an unusual expression out of the corner of his eye and pinched his palm again.
This can't go on any longer.
Recalling the past, listening to Yan Cheng once again telling the Prince of Chu that he had recognized the wrong person, Yan Zhuo thought of the rumors in the capital.
The Seventh Prince and the Fifth Princess are twins, a boy and a girl, but they look nothing alike. The Seventh Prince has the appearance that can be called the most handsome man in Daxia, but the Fifth Princess has a plain appearance.
Thirteen years ago, no one thought there was anything wrong with picking up a baby on the day the seventh prince and the fifth princess were born.
Although Daxia is much more prosperous now than during the reigns of the previous two emperors, there are still many poor families. Perhaps some families cannot afford to raise their children and just abandon them.
When Yan Zhuo heard the Prince of Chu, who was familiar with the Seventh Prince, say that Yan Cheng and the Seventh Prince looked exactly the same, he found that some things could not stand up to careful scrutiny.
First of all, Yan Cheng looked so good when he was a baby, so good that his mother wanted to adopt him when she saw him. Would such a baby be abandoned easily?
Secondly, the quilt cloth that the baby was wrapped in was not precious, but it was rare for ordinary families. Would a family that could afford such cloth be unable to raise a child?
Then, my father had searched the entire capital to find out if anyone had lost or abandoned a baby, but no one had experienced such a thing. Only the palace was unable to investigate...
There are so many problems.
Yan Zhuo was thinking about what the Yan family would face if Yan Cheng was really the prince, but he heard Yan Cheng suddenly cough a few times.
Looking over, I saw the young man holding onto the table and spitting blood onto the Prince of Chu.
The Prince of Chu was startled and took a few steps back in a daze, only coming back to his senses when Yi Huan handed him a handkerchief with concern.
Yan Zhuo was shocked and had no idea what to do.
He hurried over and asked, "Cheng'er, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Zhuo supported the young man who was about to collapse after spitting blood. The next moment, he felt his arm being pinched a few times, and his nervous expression froze for a moment.
Then he continued to shout worriedly.
"Cheng'er, is your old illness flaring up? I told you to stay home and recuperate, but you insisted on coming. Let's go home quickly."
"Yes, yes, yes, go home and see a doctor quickly." Yan Xi, who came over, also said.
"What happened to the Seventh Prince?"
The Prince of Chu seemed to still believe that Yan Cheng was the seventh prince, and looked worried.
Yan Zhuo grabbed the waist and picked up Yan Cheng, who seemed to be in a coma, and hurriedly explained: "Your Highness, Cheng'er is my younger brother, not the Seventh Prince."
"Cheng'er fell seriously ill some time ago and is still weak. I don't know why her old illness relapsed today. Your Highness, we would like to leave first."
"Did I really make a mistake?"
The Prince of Chu wiped the blood off his face and then wiped the blood off his body, looking puzzled.
"Then you should leave quickly and don't delay your brother's treatment."
Yan Zhuo walked around him and could still hear the low muttering behind him.
"Did I really make a mistake? But they are exactly the same!"
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