"Mother, I truly love Third Sister, please grant my wish."
A man in brocade robes and a young girl knelt in front of the Guanglu Dafu Mansion.
There was a large crowd of onlookers, but most of them were family members of the residents of this street. After all, this was a place where high-ranking officials and nobles lived, and ordinary people would not dare to come here for no reason.
Therefore, everyone noticed Fang Ruotang's arrival. When the voice in her heart rang out, even those who were too focused on watching the excitement to see her saw her.
Are they a perfect match?
Lady Guanglu stood behind the gate, her face pale and her teeth clenched. She didn't want to show her face, but she also wanted to beat the son who had disgraced her to death.
When she heard Fang Ruotang's heartfelt words, her heart skipped a beat. For a moment, she thought that if it was her destined partner, she would accept it.
Even though her son struggled to support himself in the future, at least his marriage was fulfilling.
【no.】
The sound of the small mirror rang out, and Lady Guanglu felt both relieved and somewhat melancholy.
[Oh, it wasn't like that after all! They seem so devoted to each other, who will change their mind later, the man or the woman?]
It's not a matter of infidelity; it's that there was never any preordained connection between them, because they are siblings.
While Fang Ruotang was stunned and hadn't reacted, the little mirror said something else.
[Brothers and sisters born of the same mother, like twins, you know?]
Fang Ruotang was dumbfounded, staring at the kneeling man and woman as if they were monsters. Everyone watching was also stunned.
"You're talking nonsense!"
The man suddenly stood up, and because he had been kneeling for a long time, he staggered. The woman who had been kneeling next to him suddenly fell to the ground, her face ashen.
He had been pleading with his mother in the mansion for several days, but she hadn't given in. Today's commotion was meant to attract the attention of the Imperial Advisor, hoping to get her to acknowledge his relationship with Third Sister. He never expected to be told that they were just siblings.
"What is he yelling about? Did Madam Guang say anything when she suddenly rushed out?" Fang Ruotang craned her neck to see.
She had an excellent spot. Even if she arrived late, people in front of her would always make way for her to get a good view when she was watching a show.
Fang Ruotang felt extremely lucky.
"Immortality?"
Lady Guanglu looked at the little girl who had fallen to the ground with tears in her eyes.
Yes, yes, she said that she was clearly annoyed by her son's insistence on marrying a commoner girl with no background, but she didn't dislike this girl at all.
It turned out to be a mother-daughter bond that made it impossible for her to dislike her.
[Wait, how did Lady Guanglu recognize this as her daughter? In the original timeline, Lady Guanglu didn't recognize her, and in the end, she couldn't persuade her son otherwise and agreed to let him take this girl as a concubine!]
Lady Guanglu's face was a mixture of pale and bluish-white. She had been feeling suffocated by her son's anger these past few days, and now she suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Mother!" Huang Jinrong rushed forward and helped his mother up.
The little girl, who had fallen to the ground, had a few drops of blood splattered on her face from the spray of blood from Lady Guanglu. She felt her cheeks burning and smelled of blood.
She looked up blankly at the pale-faced noblewoman who seemed doomed, her lips moving but unable to utter a word.
Unlike Huang Jinrong, who knew about Fang Ruotang's special status beforehand and even deliberately planned this incident, this was the first time she had encountered it, and she felt as if her soul had been ripped out.
What that person said was very strange.
How could she possibly be the daughter of a high-ranking official?
How could Huang Jinrong possibly be her brother?
When San Niang looked at Huang Jinrong for help, his first reaction was to look away.
Because San Niang didn't understand, but he did.
Fang Ruotang has never been wrong in what he has said in his heart, and he does indeed have a younger sister from the same mother.
But my sister stopped breathing right after she was born. How could that be? How could that be?
He should be happy that his sister, who had come back from the dead, suddenly reappeared.
But he couldn't smile; his eyes even welled up with tears.
The only thing that made him feel fortunate was that although he and San Niang admired each other, they kept their feelings within the bounds of propriety and did not do anything inappropriate.
They're so pitiful!
Fang Ruotang's face scrunched up as she looked at the family of three in front of her with sympathy.
It's not entirely their fault; this is called genetic sexual attraction.
【What's the meaning?】
[This means that if a brother and sister don't grow up together and don't know they are siblings, the chances of them falling in love after meeting are far greater than for other people. This is determined by their genes, which are ingrained in their bones and cannot be controlled.]
Fang Ruotang opened her mouth wide in surprise, feeling that she had gained some new knowledge about the strange couple, and felt even more sympathetic towards them.
What if there are other long-lost siblings who might also fall in love with each other?
Yes, and the probability is very high.
[How terrifying! Parents really need to take responsibility for giving birth and raising their children, and raise them together in one place. Otherwise, they'll really do terrible harm to the children.]
Lady Guanglu coughed up blood but did not faint. Upon hearing this, she felt as if she had been stabbed in the chest again and felt deeply sorry for the two children.
It's her fault, it's all her fault.
【Oh my god!】
A voice of utter disgust suddenly echoed in Fang Ruotang's mind.
[If Xiaoqi and I didn't raise him together, would I actually like him in the future? He's such a little kid?]
Fang's seventh son, who is also Fang Ruotang's younger brother, is only ten years old at the time, a time when some people hate and despise him.
Little Mirror: ...
You can imagine.
The other onlookers, who initially felt the atmosphere was a bit heavy, couldn't help but cover their faces and laugh after Fang Ruotang's antics.
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