Tang Shiyue discovered that most men of this era did not have the psychological barrier of "men don't shed tears easily". When they were moved, they would cry when they wanted to, and they cried very sincerely. If they said they would cry like rain, they would really cry like rain.
With Meng Yiqiu in front and Yan Shitu behind, she really can't handle this kind of man.
She was silent for a while, then silently took out a handkerchief and gave it to him.
Yan Shitu took the handkerchief and continued to cry: "Believe me! You are really my sister, I am your third brother, Yueyue... I am your third brother, do you still remember..."
She looked at him silently, then looked at Yan Shirui.
Perhaps even Yan Shitu himself did not expect that he would say it so directly.
Yan Shirui held his forehead silently.
But looking at Tang Shiyue's eyes that said "Why don't you care?", he suddenly smiled and thought that this was not a bad idea. After all, no euphemism or politeness is better than being explicit.
Meng Dansui, who was standing next to him, was shocked at first.
But he was already familiar with Yan Tingyue and had already made such a guess. After hearing this, he quickly came to his senses.
...
...
He said quickly, "The chess room over there has been cleaned. Why don't you go in and sit down first?"
Yan Shirui nodded, but Tang Shiyue said, "I don't think it's necessary. I don't really want to hear your family's story."
Yan Shirui lowered his eyelashes slightly, and then said: "Yan Liangchou has always been disliked by us brothers. As for that Yan Tingyue, third brother..." He pointed at Yan Shitu: "Since the age of six, I haven't spoken a word to her."
Tang Shiyue raised her eyebrows and changed her tone: "Okay, it doesn't matter if you listen to it."
She was the boss and knew everywhere. She picked a room she liked and sat down. Meng Dan brought in the tea stove and tea sets and then left.
Yan Shirui squatted down and made tea for her personally, saying softly, "Eleven years ago, my mother took us to live in Dongfeng County for a few months..."
So a long time later, Tang Shiyue finally heard what happened.
Tang Shiyue listened carefully and asked, "Since you believe that the real Yan Tingyue is dead, then, besides the resemblance, what evidence do you have to prove that I am your sister?"
Yan Shirui hesitated for a moment: "My sister has a small gourd-shaped red birthmark on the palm of her hand, and..." He lowered his voice: "There is a lucky mole on the Shenque."
Tang Shiyue felt embarrassed inwardly.
Yan Shirui looked at her steadily, as if he had already waited for her confirmation, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Meow, she doesn't like dealing with such shrewd people.
Turning around and looking at Yan Shitu's red and swollen eyes, I found it much more believable.
Then Yan Shirui said, "There is a jade inspection department in the palace that can identify relatives. You can ask your father and mother to come to the palace with you to have it checked."
What? There's this thing? An ancient version of DNA?
Tang Shiyue asked curiously, "Jade Appraisal Division? How do you appraise?"
Yan Shirui explained it to her.
It is said that there is a kind of snake in the palace that is raised by secret methods, called the Blood Snake. It is born with yin and yang. Gold is yang and red is yin. The golden snake recognizes the father and the red snake identifies the mother. As long as you feed them a drop of child's blood and then release them, they can find the child's biological parents.
It's so magical! It sounds much more reliable than blood test!
Tang Shiyue nodded: "Okay, I understand."
Yan Shirui said gently: "Yuer doesn't believe us?"
"Not really," Tang Shiyue said, "You two are definitely not the kind of people who recognize relatives casually. I believe you really think that I am that Yueyue. But how should I put it? People's feelings can sometimes be deceiving. It is indeed difficult for people to accept the departure of their loved ones. In comparison, the 'death' at Langdao Mountain can be regarded as irrefutable evidence."
Yan Shirui nodded: "I thought so before I met Yue'er."
He only said this, and then very considerately changed the subject: "Father is just a quiet person. He is actually cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He loved Yueyue very much back then. A colleague once passed on a little joke."
"I remember Yueyue was only one and a half years old at that time. One time, a guest came to our house and couldn't find her father. After searching for a long time, she finally found her father hiding in Yueyue's tree house."
He smiled and compared: "The tree house is only this big. Yueyue loves it so much that people who don't like it can't touch it. People who like it must be dragged in. Father is tall and big, so he had to lift the roof to get in. He had to bend his legs hard, and when he came out, his legs got stuck. It took two personal soldiers to pull him out. People laughed at him for a long time."
Yan Shirui is truly a politician. Compared to Yan Shitu's straightforward expression of true feelings, he is so skillful in speaking.
For example, this "father" without a personal pronoun, and this "Yueyue" with vague reference.
It’s not that he’s not sincere, but that’s just how he tends to do things.
Anyway, she imagined Yan Chengyuan's cold face as he was dragged out of the hut, and her dislike for him instantly disappeared.
Yan Shirui added: "As for Yan Liangchou, haha..."
He said coldly, "His real name is Liang Chou. His biological father was my father's personal soldier. He followed my father for more than ten years. In the end, he died while trying to save my father, leaving only this child. This child begged my father to take him in, so my father took him in as his adopted son. But in the eyes of my brothers and mother, he is the murderer who killed my sister. In the whole family, only my father would talk to him."
He paused, "Yan Tingyue, it is true that grandma spoiled her, but grandma... you know, even father can't do anything. Grandfather has been recuperating." He paused, wanting to say something but then stopped, "We have never been her backer, from childhood to adulthood, never."
Tang Shiyue was really touched.
She said bluntly: "I do hate these two people. When I first met your father, I did take my anger out on them. But from today on, Yan Tingyue is Yan Tingyue, and Yan Shirui is Yan Shirui. I will treat them separately."
"That's great!" Yan Shirui showed his joy: "Yuer, I want to ask, how do you want to check?"
She said, "Ask the Emperor."
Yan Shirui didn't look surprised: "How about meeting up for tea later? Mother has been thinking about you for so many years."
Tang Shiyue nodded and said, "But before that, let's not leak out our conversation today, okay?"
He said, "Of course."
At this point, the conversation between the adults came to an end. Yan Shitu came over again, looking at her expectantly with red eyes from crying: "Yuer, I'll go to your house to find you later, okay?"
What could she say? She could only say, "Okay."
When they returned to the Lady's Mansion, Tang Shiyue said to Ding Xiaoyan, "Please ask Manager Gu if Aye is free recently."
They were close now, and soon Ding Xiaoyan sent back a message: "General Manager Gu said that the state affairs are busy recently, and the emperor may not have time to come."
This tone... Tang Shiyue narrowed his eyes and thought about it, then burst out laughing.
So the next day, when Tang Shiyue came back from Deshan Garden, she met her father who was "busy with state affairs".
Emperor Ming Yan was standing in her study, with his hands behind his back, looking at the "Yue Family Rolling Picture" she had just hung up.
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