Chapter 323 Born of Another Person
Song Zhuran suddenly stopped what she was doing, her eyes turning icy as she swept her gaze toward Empress Song Zhuyi.
Because he was distracted, he scratched his arm with a scratch from a crabapple tree.
Seeing Song Zhuran staring at Empress Song Zhuyi, Haitang rushed to the Empress's side to protect her, saying, "Your Majesty, be careful."
Empress Song Zhuyi gently patted Haitang's shoulder, "Don't worry, she won't hurt me right now."
Empress Song Zhuyi calmly looked at Song Zhuran, "I can tell you the truth about what happened back then, but you cannot hurt anyone today."
Song Zhuran flexed her wrists. "Sister, you have no room for negotiation with me. If you tell me, I can only make them die a quick death."
"I'll find out about that matter sooner or later."
"No, no one knows about that except me."
"You know me. If I don't want to talk, you can't get anything out of me no matter what you do."
Song Zhuyi wasn't lying about this. She had always been a very stubborn person since she was a child, and if she didn't want to talk about something, she would never say it, no matter what.
Song Zhuyi knew that the truth of that matter was particularly important to Song Zhuran.
Song Zhuran clenched her fists tightly, her chest heaving noticeably. "Sister, you know I hate being threatened the most."
Song Zhuyi did not respond to Song Zhuran, but simply looked at her quietly.
Suddenly, Song Zhuran seemed to have a change of heart. "Alright, I promise you, I won't kill anyone today."
"But I can't guarantee that in the future, because sometimes I get itchy hands. But if you lie to me today, I promise I'll kill them all."
Song Zhuran is a monster; once she says something, she will naturally do it.
All she could do was resolve today's crisis. She knew that Song Zhuran wasn't targeting her, nor was she targeting Haitang; it was more likely targeting Yu Hai.
“I keep my word. If you do not kill anyone today, I will tell you the truth about that matter. If you lie or conceal anything, I curse my child to not be born safely.”
Since Song Zhuyi could use the child as a guise, Song Zhuran naturally believed what she said next.
"Alright, go ahead and say it." Song Zhuran sat lazily on the chair next to her, waiting for Song Zhuyi to speak.
Haitang helped Song Zhuyi sit on the chaise lounge.
The princess had instructed her to stay by the empress's side at all times, so Haitang naturally wouldn't leave.
Song Zhuyi didn't intend to avoid Haitang. As soon as she sat down, she calmly said, "I know you heard the rumors that you are not your father's biological daughter."
"Instead, she was born to her mother and another person."
Song Zhuran stared at Song Zhuyi, her hand involuntarily gripping the armrest of the chair. She didn't care whether she was born into the Song family or not; what she cared about was whether that man was her master.
She overheard some old women in the courtyard gossiping that her mother had once gone out to a banquet and was accidentally drugged. When she woke up, she was in bed with a man, who turned out to be her master. Her master had also been framed.
Very few people knew about this, not even the Grand Princess, but her mother became pregnant with her soon after returning home.
The old women said that the reason the Song family wouldn't let her go out was because she looked somewhat like her master.
I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but I always feel that my eyes and brows look a lot like my master’s.
She even killed her mother in an attempt to force her to reveal the truth about the matter, but her mother never told her.
He also cautiously probed Song Zhuyi and his master, but his master only said it was a rumor.
Song Zhuyi said the same thing, but the more they said it, the more Song Zhuran felt that something was being hidden.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the father to spend so many years with his concubine. The concubine in the Song family could ride roughshod over the mistress, even though the mistress's daughter was the empress.
It's impossible for Song's mother to be depressed all the time.
"Who exactly is my father?" Song Zhuran asked coldly.
As long as it wasn't born to her master, it would be fine. If Song Zhuyi uttered that name she least wanted to hear, she would definitely tear up Song's mother's grave and grind her body to dust.
Empress Song Zhuran sighed softly and slowly said, "You are indeed not your father's biological son."
"I'm asking you who she had the child with."
She didn't care who her father was. As long as it wasn't her master, it didn't matter to her. She felt no guilt when killing someone who wasn't from the Song family.
Of course, even if it were from the Song family, she would only find it more interesting to kill them.
"Don't you have any affection for the Song family at all? Although you are not your father's biological son, your grandfather and the others have always treated you no differently than their own children."
"He even cherishes you more than he cherishes me."
"My dear sister, stop deceiving yourself. Where is there any kinship in the Song family?"
Song Zhuran said disdainfully, "They just think I look pretty enough and want to use me to pave the way for the Song family's future, that's why they're taking good care of me."
"You know the truth in your heart, so why do you always speak up for them?"
Sometimes I really don't understand you.
Empress Song Zhuyi was stunned for a long time by what Song Zhuran said.
As Song Zhuran said, she might still miss the Song family because her grandfather taught her to read when she was a child, and her father would often hold her to watch the lantern festival.
Because he likes lamps, he hung all kinds of lamps in his yard.
Because he wanted to eat candied hawthorns in the middle of the night, his father got up without saying a word and went out to search most of the capital before finally buying a skewer.
My face was completely red from the cold.
Perhaps it was because he himself had nearly drowned that year, and his father had knelt before the imperial physician begging for his life.
These everyday experiences from her childhood led her to willingly accept her grandfather's and father's offer to have her enter the Eastern Palace for the sake of the Song family.
The Song family actually has feelings for each other, but the fact that the grandfather was almost framed and killed by a fellow official in the same court led to a change in the Song family's behavior.
My grandfather was determined to make the Song family second only to the emperor, with no one able to rival them.
Although Song Zhuyi always felt that her grandfather's actions over the years had been too radical, she was powerless to change anything.
"Are you going to tell me or not?" Song Zhuran looked at her fingernails. "If you're not going to tell me, then don't waste your time here."
Song Zhuran was also afraid that the final result would be the one she least wanted to know.
What if her master really becomes her biological father? How should she face her obsession and feelings?
Song Zhuyi was awakened by Song Zhuran's voice. She sighed and said softly, "Your biological father is the Imperial Son-in-Law Chen..."
"Shut up!" Song Zhuran suddenly seemed to lose control. "Shut up!"
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you!"
It doesn't matter as long as she doesn't know about all of this.
Could it be that this is the reason why Master has been reluctant to accept me?
Sooner or later, I'll make him accept it. "You'd better not let anyone know about this."
Song Zhuran threatened coldly, her sharp eyes fixed on Haitang beside Song Zhuyi.
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