Of course Shen agreed.

So, Chu Qianchen was taken out by Nanny Chen.

Amber was feeling dizzy and followed Chu Qianchen out, feeling like her brain wasn't working enough.

She still hasn't recovered from the shock, and there is only one thought in her mind: Is her daughter really the eldest lady's biological daughter? !

Amber felt as if the world had turned upside down.

The Marquis actually did such a thing as switching his two daughters! Recalling everything that happened in the past few months, Amber was surprised, but also felt a sense of regret.

Shen in the room kept staring at Chu Qianchen's back quietly until her back disappeared behind the screen.

"Azhi," Lady Mu knew her daughter was worried and consoled her, "Sister Chen will definitely believe it."

"She is so smart and considerate..."

"She won't blame you. You're not the one who's wrong."

Lady Mu, the Duke's wife, was also confused and her words of comfort were all mixed up.

In fact, she was somewhat skeptical that with Chu Qianchen's intelligence, he might have seen some clues a long time ago, which was why she was so calm just now.

Shen clenched and unclenched her fists, and her mind was also very confused. She kept thinking about Chu Qianchen.

Thinking about how she grew from a porcelain doll-like girl to the slender girl she is now, thinking about the ups and downs she has experienced in the past few months, thinking about the day she got married, thinking about the day she returned home...

Thinking about how Chu Lingxiao had treated this child badly over the years...

Shen sat on the couch in a daze, with a whirlpool in her pupils.

The room became quiet, time passed quietly, the sun set completely outside, and night fell.

The summer nights are moonlit and the nights are cool as water. Only the low chirping of insects can be heard from time to time, making the place exceptionally quiet.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard the maid's greeting from outside: "Princess."

Shen and the wife of Duke Mu both looked towards the screen.

The next moment, the sound of a door curtain being opened was heard from the front.

Chu Qianchen came in slowly.

The lights in the room had been turned on a long time ago. The dim light illuminated the surroundings and also cast a faint halo on Chu Qianchen.

She looked the same as before, her expression was still very calm and unperturbed, as if nothing could shake her in the slightest.

It's not that she didn't believe what Shen said, but because of her experiences in her past life, she was more willing to believe what she saw and heard with her own eyes and ears.

Moreover, when everyone retells a story, they will more or less add their own understanding and emotions, which sometimes leads to slight deviations or omissions of seemingly unimportant details...

What the monk said was not entirely correct.

At least, he did not see with his own eyes Chu Lingxiao taking the child from the abbot. He just saw from a distance Chu Lingxiao holding the baby and leaving Daping Temple. Later, he heard from another monk that he saw Chu Lingxiao go to the abbot before leaving Daping Temple.

but--

It must be true that Chu Lingxiao took a child out of the temple.

Chu Qianchen appeared calm on the outside, but his thoughts were racing.

When she walked around the rosewood embroidered screen, she met Shen's eager gaze in front of her.

There was joy, sadness, pity and self-blame in her eyes. All the emotions were intertwined and surged as if to drown her.

"Sister Chen!"

Shen called out with sobs, her voice trembling like a lotus in the wind and rain.

With these three short words, the scenes of the past decade flashed before her eyes again. Myriad emotions surged and boiled, and her heart surged higher and higher, and finally bursting through the dam, breaking through her last bit of self-control.

"It's my fault...I didn't take good care of you!"

Two lines of crystal tears finally slid down her eyes, slid down her pale cheeks, and sank into her snow-white collar.

She was close to a breakdown.

This was the first time that Duke Mu and his wife saw their eldest daughter so out of control since her marriage. The eyes of the two elders became red again, with tears glistening in their eyes.

Chu Qianchen walked to the couch and sat down. He raised his hand and gently stroked Shen's back to calm her down. His voice was gentle and rational, and he comforted her: "Mother, nothing has been concluded yet."

"The monk in charge of reception did not see who the child was who was taken away, nor did he see with his own eyes the father carrying the baby out from the abbot's place..."

The whole matter is still doubtful and there is no definite evidence yet.

"No!" Shen grabbed Chu Qianchen's hand again, her fingers were still cold, her eyes were red, and her voice was hoarse, "You are!"

She is her daughter! Chu Qianchen was afraid that Shen would be too excited, so he massaged her acupuncture points again and wiped away the tears on Shen's cheeks with a handkerchief, his eyes clear and calm.

After Shen's emotions calmed down, Chu Qianchen said gently: "Mother, you can't be so excited anymore, otherwise your illness will not be cured."

Lady Mu also gently advised Shen: "Yes, Azhi, if you continue to be ill, who will take care of Sister Chen?!"

"You are not alone, you also have Sister Chen and Brother Mu!"

A mother must be strong, and Lady Mu used Shen's two children to persuade her.

Now that things have come to this, no amount of regret is useful. It would be better to think about what else they can do for Chu Qianchen.

Shen knew that what her mother said was true and tried hard to control her emotions.

At this time, it was her, as a mother, who should have comforted her daughter, but now the situation was just the opposite.

Her eyes were surprisingly bright because they were washed by tears. She looked directly into Chu Qianchen's eyes and said seriously, "Sister Chen, do you still not believe it?"

"Believe it." Chu Qianchen held Shen's hand in his, not avoiding her gaze.

She knew that her life experience was questionable, and she did suspect that she might be Shen's daughter, but it was just a suspicion.

At this moment, after hearing all this, she felt it was too unreal.

Fate was so kind to her.

God allowed her to live again, so that she could see the prince again and completely resolve her past knots.

"It's great that I'm not Jiang Minshan's daughter." Chu Qianchen said again, his tone soft but firm.

Shen couldn't help but think of the night before Chu Qianchen got married, when Liu said she was a concubine's daughter, and Chu Qianchen's reaction was only:

"If that's the case, it's a good thing."

Another feeling of sadness suddenly surged up in my heart.

Shen couldn't help but put her arms around Chu Qianchen's slender shoulders and burst into tears, her body shaking with sobs.

She suddenly understood, and her mind became clear.

I guess at that time, Chu Qianchen had the same suspicion as me, but I could check it out, but Chu Qianchen couldn't take the initiative to bring it up.

This child suffers even more!

Shen's tears flowed even more violently, and her tears soaked the fabric of Chu Qianchen's shoulders.

Chu Qianchen gently patted Shen's back, again and again.

This scene is so warm, but hidden within this warmth are more than ten years of bitterness, grief and powerlessness.

Watching this scene, the wife of Duke Mu also wiped her tears with a handkerchief, while Duke Mu turned his head and quietly wiped his tears with his sleeve.

As the tears poured out, Shen's inner depression was also vented, and she felt a lot more refreshed.

Shen let go of Chu Qianchen and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying and she was breathing slightly.

"Sister Chen, can you call me mother?" After crying, Shen's voice became hoarser. There was expectation and uneasiness in her eyes when she looked at Chu Qianchen, fearing that she would be rejected by her.

Chu Qianchen pursed his lips and smiled, wiped away a tear mark on Shen's chin with his white fingertips, and called out lightly: "Mother!"

Her pair of phoenix eyes turned into crescents when she smiled, gentle and beautiful. In the swaying light, her facial features became softer, and there was a hint of gentle warmth in her smile.

Her smile and her gentle call were like the best panacea to Shen. Shen's eyes lit up and shone with an unusually bright light.

Lady Mu, Duke of Mu, felt relieved. She glanced at the sky quietly, wanting to say something but stopping herself, feeling a little anxious.

Chu Qianchen's hand moved to Shen's wrist, checked her pulse again, and then helped her lie down, "Mom, you should go to sleep."

She covered Shen with a thin quilt. Shen held her hand tightly and refused to let go, his eyes fixed on her face.

Chu Qianchen looked at the sky outside the window and saw that curfew was about to begin.

"Amber," Chu Qianchen ordered, "Go back to the palace and tell Madam Cai..."

Chu Qianchen originally planned not to go back tonight, but Shen Shi finally realized what was going on and quickly interrupted Chu Qianchen: "Amber, wait."

Shen had been immersed in shock, sadness and other emotions, and only now did she calm down.

Chu Qianchen is no longer an unmarried girl, she is already married.

How could a bride not come home all night after getting married? How could the prince be happy? !

My daughter has suffered for so many years, how can I cause her more trouble because of myself!

Shen held Chu Qianchen's hand reluctantly. Her originally anxious look gradually calmed down, and she became the calm and self-controlled marquis lady she usually was.

Lady Mu was originally thinking about whether she should remind Shen, but when she saw that she had reacted, she quickly ordered, "Quick, arrange a few guards to send the princess back."

The bright silver moon hangs high in the night sky, and it is almost the first watch.

Thinking that it was getting late, Chu Qianchen stood up and said softly, "Mom, I will come to see you tomorrow. You must have a good rest tonight."

As she spoke, she turned around and asked Nanny Chen, "Do you have any more calming incense?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Nanny Chen nodded repeatedly.

The calming incense used by the Shen family was all made by Chu Qianchen himself.

Dongmei said, "Let me escort the princess out."

Dongmei personally escorted Chu Qianchen out of the house.

Shen couldn't help but wanted to stand up again, wanting to take another look at Chu Qianchen's back, but was pushed back by the wife of Duke Mu.

"Azhi, you should have a good rest tonight." Lady Mu said in a soft voice, "Don't let Sister Chen worry about you."

After a pause, she added in a complicated tone: "Other matters...will have to wait until you recover from your illness."

"Sister Chen is so pitiful. She still needs your support." Lady Mu, the Duke of Mu, appealed to her daughter's emotions and gently stroked the strands of hair on her daughter's forehead. She felt sad that her daughter had lost a lot of weight in just a few days.

This incident must have been tormenting her these days.

"Mother, you are right." Shen nodded, her hands clenched into fists under the thin blanket, and she gritted her teeth and said, "And Chu Lingxiao and Jiang Minshan, this account cannot be settled!"

On Shen's pale and weak face, her eyes were deeper than the dark sea, with undercurrents surging.

(End of this chapter)