Young Master Song said, "Blood recognition is not just a simple mixing of blood. Doctor Wang just dropped a drop of condensed dew into the bowl. This thing is called 'Cross-Separation', which can prove blood relationship."
Following his gaze, there was indeed a long-necked jade bottle placed on the sandalwood table.
Branches wrapped around the bottleneck, and plum blossoms bloomed bit by bit, like two drops of blood gradually merging in a bowl... Song Yu unconsciously clenched his hands and stared intently, while Madam Song even covered her heart, which was pounding wildly.
The two drops of blood-red blood completely merged into one.
The tense expression on Lord Song's face slowly relaxed, and the two elders of the Song family couldn't help but smile. Lord Zhao, who was cheerful, patted Song Yu's shoulder and laughed heartily: "Good nephew!"
Song Yu loosened his grip, looking dazed, and subconsciously looked at Xihe.
At the beginning, it was this girl who was pestering him... The girl in pink smiled at him, and the bright sunshine outside the window made her even more dazzling.
Song Yu couldn't help but smile back.
From now on, this person is his sister, his biological sister.
Thus, the recognition of relatives came to a successful conclusion.
The next step is to find out the truth of that year, as well as to include Song Yu in the family tree, restore his identity as the eldest son of the Song family, and announce it to all the governments in Beijing.
It will take a long time to complete this series.
The most important question at the moment is how to tell the truth to the old man in the Jiang family? The Jiang family only has this one heir.
The Song couple were both in trouble and couldn't help but look at Song Yu.
Song Yu pursed his lips and said, "Grandpa... I don't want to tell Grandpa about this for the time being. The old man is too old to bear it."
"Sir Song... I hope I can still fulfill my filial duty on behalf of Grandpa."
I just recognized my relatives and it was difficult for me to say the word "father".
Before Mr. Song could speak, Mrs. Song hurriedly said, "As you should, as you should."
Although she wasn't sure if her son's disappearance was related to the Jiang family, or if the Jiang family had concealed it, causing them to be separated for so many years, she was the mistress of the house after all. After a brief thought, she made her choice.
But he is just an old man with half his body buried in the ground. They are still young and have plenty of time.
At this moment, the most important thing is how to capture her son's heart and let him feel the warmth of the Song family and the presence of his mother.
As expected, Song Yu's slightly nervous expression gradually relaxed.
Leaning forward, he said, "Thank you, Song...Mother."
When Mrs. Song heard this, her eyes immediately filled with tears. She was so excited that she couldn't speak. She just felt that hearing these words made her satisfied.
The family of three over there was full of warmth and affection, while Young Master Song tilted his head and said: "Congratulations."
Xihe chuckled: "Congratulations, everyone."
When everything was settled, she instantly became lazy, exuding a sense of ease that no one could understand. Young Master Song looked her up and down, shook his head, and looked at the excitement over there.
In the afternoon, Song Yu and several masters went to the study.
The flower hall suddenly became relaxed and comfortable. The three masters were talking, and several concubines came to pay their respects. Mrs. Song didn't have the heart to pay attention to them and just waved her hand to let them go back.
The eldest lady smiled and said, "You are now a person with a solid foundation."
Madam Song couldn't help but smile. She seemed to have become a dozen years younger. She stroked Xihe's hair and said, "Our Yue'er has a legitimate brother now."
"I used to worry about what would happen to this girl after the master and I were gone. She looks soft-hearted, but she's actually quite stubborn. If she gets bullied in her husband's family... I can't rely on that child. I can only count on the brothers in your family."
"Now, I finally see the light of day."
Needless to say, that child is naturally Aunt Mei's son.
The third wife nodded: "That's right, brothers are still close after all."
There is a layer of separation between illegitimate sons and daughters.
Thinking of something, he looked at Mrs. Song curiously: "You really don't remember anything on the day of delivery?"
Mrs. Song propped her head up with her hands, her brows furrowed tightly. “I… I really don’t remember.”
She was bleeding heavily and nearly lost half her life. All the doctors in the capital were called over that day, and the master even went to ask the emperor to invite the imperial physician. Only then did she save her life. Until now, she dared not have a second child.
I’m afraid that something unexpected will happen and I won’t be able to protect my only daughter.
The eldest lady comforted him: "Don't worry, sister-in-law. Second brother will definitely find out the truth."
But no one expected that the truth would come so suddenly. They were caught red-handed that night and the truth was revealed.
The cause was still that cousin from the Zhao family.
Last time, he secretly wanted to have sex with the original owner, but Xihe disrupted it, and he was beaten by the servants the next night.
Mrs. Song was about to take action, but Song Yu appeared in time and saved him from danger. He has been recuperating in the front yard these days, secretly waiting for the opportunity.
What time? Of course, it's the time to contact Miss Di.
He finally found out that Xihe would pass by after dinner, so he couldn't wait to go out today. However, he never expected that he would run into Aunt Mei who was also there.
The woman was standing in the shadows in plain clothes, silently, and for a moment neither of them noticed who she was.
Zhao Ming squatted until one of his feet was numb, so he switched to the other. When he looked up, he saw a pale old face under the pale moonlight. To be honest, Aunt Mei was definitely pretty, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to become a concubine, but she was too old, and in the moonlight, it was scary.
Zhao Ming almost screamed, but fortunately he remembered that he was also on stakeout and covered his mouth in time.
But he forgot to cover his ears, so he heard a shocking secret.
"I was too soft-hearted. If I had known this would happen, I should have strangled him to death."
"Song Yu? Song Yue? Twins? Oh, it's a pity that my son wasn't born in that woman's belly. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to worry so much... Song Yue!"
A voice with gnashing teeth said: "A mud-legged person is a mud-legged person. He is a piece of mud that cannot be climbed up even if you give him a ladder!"
"Bitch, bitch! All of them are bitches!"
"I want to see what happens to you, you idiot!"
Zhao Ming: “…”
Damn, how come he can understand it when we hear it separately, but can’t understand it when we hear it together?
What peasant? What should be strangled to death? What scheme had Aunt Mei put in? Zhao Ming couldn't help but tremble, deeply feeling that he seemed to have heard some great secret.
His breathing became heavier, and he felt scared, nervous, and indescribably excited.
Just as he was thinking about what to do, footsteps were heard in front of him. Several palace lanterns gradually moved closer, and several maids surrounded a young lady and walked slowly towards him.
The north wind was howling, and the girl's face was as white as jade in the moonlight.
"Stay, young lady."
Zhao Ming paused, then shrank further into the cave.
Aunt Mei walked over with light lotus steps and looked at Xihe: "Miss, I have something to tell you."
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