Dai Shi took a heavy breath, looked at the pale green waist, and said word by word: "Green waist, you sue me, have there ever been black moles on the back of Shuang'er's hands?" ”

The green waist glanced at Old Madam Ning and Ning Dehai coldly, subconsciously straightened her back, and said firmly: "The slave maid has been serving Miss since she was a child, but she has never seen a black mole on the back of her left hand!" ”

When everyone heard this, they all whispered, and the people of Ninghou Mansion and Nangong Yang were a little ugly.

The people of Murong Mansion raised their eyebrows lightly, revealing a happy color: If Ning Wushuang is not Ning Wushuang, then Nangong Yue is naturally not Nangong Yue.

Dai walked to the coffin, did not dislike the stench, carefully examined it, and said affirmatively: "This is not my son!" ”

Ning Dehai and Mrs. Ning objected almost in unison: "Why isn't it Shuang'er?" ”

"I said no, no?" Dai said arrogantly: "My twin children are like flowers and jade, will they never become like this?" ”

With a "click", Old Madam Ning's sad mask shattered, and she shouted at the top of her voice: "Aren't you messing around? "Isn't it, such a big thing, can it be something that can be decided by touching the upper lip of her mouth?

Isn't she saying no?

It's just a stepmother, idle, and well-fed, what do you do with this idle thing?

Ning Dehai looked at the face that looked like Dai's, his heart softened, and he persuaded gently: "I know that you feel uncomfortable, but now is not the time for you to mess around?" ”

Dai sneered: "It's not Shuang'er when I look inside." Why do I say no, it becomes nonsense, do I have to follow your words, it is not nonsense? You insist that this is Shuang'er, and what kind of unwarranted black moles have been made, what are your intentions? ”

Ning Dehai was blocked half to death by Dai's family, and he didn't care about pity and jade, so he glared at her viciously.

Old Madam Ning tilted her mouth to the side angrily, annoyed: "What are you talking about?" Do you think that our mother and son wish that there were twin children lying inside? It's just that the people of the Ning family have worked hard to bring Shuang'er's body up, you take a look at it so casually, and you will be sure that it is not, aren't you going into the water to salvage people's hearts in this winter? ”

Chilling the winter and going into the water to salvage people's hearts?

Dai was almost laughed at by Mrs. Ning's words, her daughter's life and death were not as good as those who went into the water to salvage, in order not to chill the hearts of these people, she had to say that it was her daughter lying in this coffin.

Is there anything more ridiculous in the world?

When is the hardship of a slave more important than the life and death of a master?

Dai glanced at Mrs. Ning meaningfully: "Old lady, your love for Shuang'er really surprises me, it turns out that you insisted that the person in the coffin was Shuang'er, in order not to chill the heart of the salvage!" It turns out that the life and death of Shuang'er in your heart is not as hard as that of others, and I am taught. ”

"Nonsense!" Old Madam Ning jumped up and asked for help from the ancestor of the Murong family who was sitting in the town: "Old ancestor, can you see it, the daughter of your Murong family can force people to death with a mouth!" ”

Old Ancestor Murong raised his eyes and glanced at Old Madam Ning rather strangely: "Where did Qi'er say something wrong?" Could it be that sentence that chills the hearts of salvage people, didn't you say this? ”

Old Madam Ning held a mouthful of old blood in her throat: The women of the Murong family are too cruel, the little ones are cruel, and the old ones are just as cruel.

However, Old Ancestor Murong also glanced at Old Madam Ning with sharp eyes: "Old Madam, after you came, you cried and shouted and made a gesture, but you didn't step forward to take a look, and then insisted that it was Shuang'er inside, how could you not blame people for thinking too much?" ”

Her status is so high that even the emperor has to give some face when she sees it, and Mrs. Ning's old face is red when she is sarcastic, but she can only grit her teeth and bear it.

She didn't care about Mrs. Ning's flushed face, but said to Dai kindly: "Qi'er, why do you think it's not Shuang'er?" ”

Dai is a peerless mother, and there is no one in this world who is more familiar with the body of her own daughter than her mother!

Old Madam Ning is so aggrieved, it is rumored that the old ancestor of Murong is wise and capable, why is the Dai family messing around today, she is also messing around.

In fact, it is Mrs. Ning who lacks the heart of Old Ancestor Murong to love her juniors, and in the face of the death of her favorite child, no matter how shrewd and capable people are, they are looking forward to a miracle in their hearts, even if Old Ancestor Murong sees through life and death, he is still more willing to believe Dai's words subconsciously, after all, Nangong Yue and Ning Wushuang live and die together, as long as Ning Wushuang is alive, Nangong Yue is reluctant to die, so on the contrary, Old Madam Ning's mother and son insisted that it was Ning Wushuang's words in the coffin, which made her rare joy and anger, and even did not hesitate to embarrass Old Madam Ning in public.

"Qi'er has studied figure painting, and although the faces lying in it can't be distinguished, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like my Shuang'er, it's not like, it's really not like it. Besides, I have never found a black mole on the back of Shuang'er's hand, but the person in it has on the back of his hand, so Qi'er believes that the person inside is definitely not Shuang'er. ”

Old Madam Ning and Ning Dehai were almost vomiting to death, neither of them thought that the lies they had made up in order to confirm Ning Wushuang's body would eventually become evidence of Dai's refutation.

Stealing chickens doesn't make a handful of rice, and the two of them simply regret their intestines.

Old Ancestor Murong nodded: "There is some truth in what you said. Well, since you can't be sure if the person inside is Wushuang, then recognize whether the other person is Ah Yue? ”

She glanced at the silent Nangong Yang, and said lightly: "Prince, you go and recognize it carefully." Well, I remember that Ah Yue had a half-moon birthmark on her shoulder! ”

Nangong Yang actually wanted to strangle the stupid thing of Old Madam Ning's mother and son for a long time, he couldn't do such a trivial matter, and he kept holding his hands tightly, so he didn't let himself lose his temper, and at this time, he heard Murong Old Ancestor speak, and replied quietly: "Yes, Yang'er will go and take a closer look." ”

Holding back the unpleasant smell, he stretched out his fingers, turned over the swollen body of the bubble, looked at his shoulders very intently for a while, then straightened his waist and resisted the urge to chop off his hand: "Ancestor, on this corpse, there is a half-moon birthmark on the right shoulder......"

In order to find such a person with a half-moon birthmark on his right shoulder, he almost rummaged through death row in the past few days.

Seeing that Old Ancestor's body shook and thought that she couldn't stand the huge blow, the heart that had been carrying it was relaxed, she breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the urge to look up to the sky and laugh, and pretended to persuade: "Old Ancestor, please mourn." When the second emperor brother was alive, he had always been filial, if he knew that you were ......"

"Are you going to take a look again, are you sure it's really the right shoulder?" Old Ancestor Murong suddenly interrupted Nangong Yang's words.

Do you want him to turn over the corpse?

Nangong Yang shrank his pupils, clenched his hand tightly in his sleeve, did not lose his temper, walked to the coffin, resisted the urge to toss and vomit, turned over the corpse again, looked at his right shoulder carefully, and then straightened his waist very quickly, put his hand behind his back, and replied: "Ancestor, the half-moon birthmark is indeed on the right shoulder!" ”

Old Ancestor Murong was stunned for a moment, and then took a few steps forward: "No, I have to see it myself!" ”

"Ancestor, you have to take care of yourself, if the second brother knows about it, he won't be at ease." Nangong Yang persuaded with red eyes, but he was actually worried that Old Ancestor Murong would see the flaw.

Old Ancestor Murong is a fox who has become a fine spirit, and it is not easy to hide it from her, the body of "Ning Wushuang" has already been on a business trip, and the body of "Nangong Yue" can no longer be on a business trip.

Old Ancestor Murong glared at Nangong Yang angrily: "Who said that the person inside is Ah Yue?" ”

Nangong Yang almost crooked his nose in anger, daring to feel that someone from the Murong family was here to make a scene.

"Ancestor, the birthmarks have been found, why isn't it the second emperor brother?"

Nangong Yang had a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't say why it was weird, and he always felt very disobedient.

"Of course it's not Ah Yue!" Old Ancestor Murong glanced at Nangong Yang very strangely: "Your second emperor's brother's birthmark is on his left shoulder, you don't know it, right?" This person's birthmark is on his right shoulder, so naturally he won't be your second emperor brother, so I have to go up and see it myself! ”

Jiang is old and spicy, Murong Old Ancestor has never seen anything pickled in his life, and he has never heard of any conspiracy and trickery, when the news of Ning Wushuang and Nangong Yue's fall from the cliff came back, he took precautions, worried that someone would use the corpse to confuse the beads, so people inadvertently revealed the news that Nangong Yue had a half-moon birthmark on his right shoulder, who knew that the fish was really hooked.

Nangong Yang was stunned, knowing that he had gotten into someone else's net, and now he made this move, he missed a move and lost!

However, as long as Nangong Yue does not appear, he still has a chance to turn the tables.

Old Ancestor Murong walked towards the coffin step by step, and suddenly heard a mellow voice from Qingyue: "Old-ancestor-ancestor!" ”

Old Ancestor Murong's legs couldn't be lifted, and his body seemed to have been shaped by someone.

Nangong Yang shook his body suddenly, turned his gaze to the place where the voice came from, but he was shocked by a pair of cold eyes, and almost fell down.

"It's Ah Yue, it's Ah Yue!" Mrs. Murong, who had not spoken all this time, couldn't help but burst into tears.

Old Ancestor Murong finally turned around slowly, twisted his head stiffly, looked around blankly, and didn't see a familiar face: "Ah Yue, Ah Yue, is it you?" ”

The two people who were standing in the crowd and were blocked walked out hand in hand, Nangong Yue walked in front of Murong Old Ancestor, poofed, and knelt down: "Old Ancestor, Ah Yue is back, Ah Yue is not filial, I make you worried, Ah Yue kowtowed to you......"

He Ning Wushuang and Ning Wushuang kowtowed three times before they stood up.

Old Ancestor Murong's hand, which had been steady all his life, finally trembled, and the man in front of him, although his face was covered by a thick beard, those eyes, those eyes were too familiar—they were Ah Yue's eyes!