Nan Xueyu got up, slowly returned to her seat and sat down, lowered her eyelids, did not speak, did not express her position, and seemed to be pondering.

"What's the matter, does the princess still have any suspicions?" An Ling Qingjue was even more anxious to get Nan Xueyu to admit his identity than An Ling Qingli, and asked a little eagerly.

Murong Ye said coldly, "The stakes are very high, how can you determine Xue Yu's identity with just one pearl hairpin?" Although this ink blood jade is rare, it is not unique, maybe it is just a coincidence. ”

An Lingqing was anxious, "His Royal Highness King Yue, this is not a coincidence, this ink blood jade is indeed rare, why don't you believe it!"

"That's right," An Lingqing sneered, "His Royal Highness King Yue doesn't want the princess to recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors, right? Speaking of which, he hasn't seen his aunt for many years, and he wonders why she hasn't returned to Daqin since she is still alive and the daughters she gave birth to are so old.

Anger appeared between Murong Ye's eyebrows, "Prince Anling, don't go too far!" Xue Yu's mother has been dead for so many years, and she has only recently finally gotten some news, as for whether she is still alive, it is not yet known, but An Ling Qingjue said the words to invite her out, isn't this in vain to make Xue Yu sad?

An Lingqing didn't know this, and he was dazed and angry, "Why should His Royal Highness King Yue be angry, where is this prince excessive?"

"My mother has been dead for many years," Nan Xueyu took over coldly and explained, "How do you want her to come out and explain." "She doesn't want more people to know about her mother's parents, especially people from other countries, so if her mother's parents are still alive, she won't say it.

"What!" An Ling Qingli was taken aback, stood up suddenly, and his face changed miserably, "You said that aunt she, she died?!" "Why do you want to do this! God, you can't be so cruel, I only know my aunt's whereabouts, and I have been separated from yin and yang forever, how can this be!"

Nan Xueyu nodded slightly, "It's already dead, and it's a very unbearable reason." However, the second prince, I think the words of the fifth emperor brother are reasonable, you don't have to think that my mother is your aunt first, it is indeed difficult to determine this with just a pearl hairpin, you better be cautious. ”

"I, I have other evidence!" Afraid that she would not believe it, An Ling Qingli took out a small cloth bag from his arms in a panic and opened it, took out a piece of Xuan paper inside, and said, "Look at this portrait, it is my aunt, is it exactly the same as your mother!" Over the years, he has inquired about his aunt's whereabouts, and in order to facilitate recognition, he has his aunt's portrait and manuscript with him, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

However, what made him heartbroken was that his aunt had already passed away, which I am afraid that his father would not be able to approach! Fortunately, his aunt still left the princess with a little bit of blood, and I believe it can also make his father feel a little comforted.

Nan Xueyu was shocked, and she didn't dare to answer: If the person in the portrait is really a mother, then what should she do?

Murong Ye on the side had already spoken coldly, "There are many people in the world who look alike, even if your aunt is very similar to Xue Yu's mother-in-law, it can't be proved that the two are the same person." ”

Nan Xueyu glanced back at him and nodded in agreement, "That's right, Second Prince, I think you recognized the wrong person." ”

"I didn't—"

"His Royal Highness King Yue," An Lingqing suddenly spoke, looking ill-intentioned, "Why do you repeatedly obstruct the princess from recognizing us, what is the reason? You don't want it so much, is the princess from my Great Qin?"

Murong Ye clenched his hands into fists and said, "Prince Anling is right, this king just doesn't want Xue Yu to be a native of the Great Qin Kingdom, what?" Looking at An Lingqing's style, you can know how greedy Great Qin is for Great Yan, I am afraid that it will be a matter of time before the two countries meet each other, if Xue Yu is really a native of Great Qin, then once the two countries go to war, how should she deal with herself.

He admitted it so happily that An Lingqing was speechless for a while, and stayed with his mouth open for a while, but he couldn't refute it.

Murong Ye snorted coldly, turned his head and saw Nan Xueyu's solemn expression, her eyebrows locked, knowing that her mood must be quite complicated, and she didn't know how to persuade her for a while.

Nan Xueyu slowly opened the portrait, the person in the painting is quiet and graceful, and the appearance is beautiful, although compared to the mother in her impression, the eyes of the person in this portrait are simpler and more peaceful, but there is indeed a nine-point resemblance to the mother, and it should be the mother without a doubt. Her face slowly turned pale: Is she really the princess of Daqin?

"Brother Prince, His Royal Highness King Yue, please be calm, I still have evidence!" An Ling Qingli was a little anxious, he didn't think about it so much, he wanted Nan Xueyu to admit his identity, "The princess must be my aunt's daughter, I believe it is!" After that, he took out a piece of paper from the small cloth bag and opened it carefully, "This is a word written by my aunt more than ten years ago, please take a look at it." "Even if they look alike, but these two people who are exactly the same, I'm afraid it's unlikely to exist, can't this still be proven?

Nan Xueyu was in a heavy mood, but he couldn't help but be a little amused because of his temperament: this second prince is very well prepared, and it seems that he is really anxious to find his aunt. She took the manuscript over, and after only one glance, she was already sure that this was her mother's handwriting: in this way, the fact that her mother was the princess of Daqin was irrefutable! "That's right, this is the mother's handwriting." ”

"Great!" An Ling Qingli jumped up excitedly, "Xue Yu, you finally admit it!" Xue Yu is my aunt's daughter, she is the princess of Daqin, his cousin, and his relative!

An Ling Qingjue was secretly calculating, how could she get Nan Xueyu in her hands, how could such a beautiful and intelligent woman be cheaper than others!

Murong Ye was also silent, although in his selfish heart, he would never want this to be the result, but Xue Yu only knew his true background after all, and the identity of the princess of Great Qin was so noble, he couldn't be too selfish, and it was up to her to make any decision for Xue Yu.

But Nan Xueyu didn't look happy at all, her expression became even colder, "What do I admit?"

These words were like a basin of cold, when his head was poured on An Ling Qingli's body, the smile on his face stiffened, and then disappeared in an instant, and he said eagerly, "Xue Yu, you, why do you say that! You, you are your aunt's daughter, I am, I am your brother, don't you still want to recognize me!"

"These are two different things," Nan Xueyu said coldly, "And how do I know that you didn't steal this manuscript from my mother and brought it here to lie to me." ”

An Ling Qingli was in a hurry, and blushed, "Xue Yu, you, how can you say that! I, I have never been to Dayan before, and I don't know where my aunt is, how to steal her manuscript? And you look at this paper, it is obvious, obviously it is only in Daqin, where will Dayan be? You, why do you just refuse to admit it!"

Looking at his thunderous but quite cute appearance, Nan Xueyu couldn't help but want to laugh a little: This second prince's pure heart is very similar to the night in some aspects, isn't the reason why I don't want to admit my identity is that I have some concerns? Of course, if Daqin is ascended by the second prince, it will be a different matter.

At this time, Chu He came to report, "Your Highness, Prime Minister Nan asks to see you." ”

Murong Ye's eyes froze, it seemed that Nan Zhengyan had heard about Xue Yu, so he was in a hurry to come over to inquire about the situation. "Let him come. ”

"Yes, Your Highness. ”

After a while, Nan Zhengyan hurriedly came over, obviously anxious to know the truth of the matter, but because he knew Nan Xueyu's heart too well, he pretended to care about her, and said anxiously, "Xueyu, are you okay?

"It's okay," Murong Ye waved his hand, his expression was very cold, "Xue Yu has this king to take care of, and it will be fine." ”

"Yes, thank you His Royal Highness King Yue," Nan Zhengyan showed a grateful look, and then said angrily, "It's all the little girl Xuemeng, she doesn't understand the rules, she trespasses into the garden without permission, and it almost causes a big disaster! However, it was also thanks to her that she made a fuss about Xue Yu's identity, which can be regarded as a great gain, and of course he has to fight hard with this abacus.

Nan Xueyu sneered suddenly, "Father should really take care of the fourth sister, she suffered a loss and didn't learn to be obedient, she actually stole into the other garden without a token, if she let the guards beat her to death, it would also give away her life in vain, and then she could only go to the king of Hades to cry out for injustice." ”

Nan Zhengyan was stunned for a moment, probably didn't expect her to say such a cold word, but Nan Xuemeng had no use value for him, and he wouldn't care, and said, "What Xue Yu said is that I will teach her a good lesson." His eyes rolled wildly, thinking about how to speak. His eyes fell on the bead hairpin on the stone table, and he pretended to be surprised, "Isn't this Yuyun's pearl hairpin, Xue Yu, how precious the relics left by your mother, don't you keep it well, what do you do when you take it out, in case you lose it, are you worthy of Yuyun?"

Nan Xueyu sneered disdainfully, her father thought he was very clever, and he led the topic to his mother without a trace, just to ask her if she was the princess of Daqin, so that she could be used by him, this despicable mind, others don't know, can't she see it?

As a result, before she could speak, An Ling Qingli had already rushed to say, "Prime Minister Nan, look at this portrait, is it Mrs. Zun? And this manuscript, is it Mrs. Zun's handwriting? Don't hide it from Prime Minister Nan, Mrs. Zun is my aunt, and Xue Yu is my sister!"