Song Lingyue lived to such a big time, she never knew that her mouth was so effective, and she said that she wanted to be a relative of the emperor, and there was really such a family - the prince of northern Hebei!

"More than ten years ago, the king of northern Hebei accompanied the royal tour to the south, and when he passed through Baishi County, the prince was accidentally robbed, and there has been no news since." The old man in blue claimed to be the housekeeper of the Northern Hebei Palace, and also took out a waist card to prove his identity, Song Lingyue didn't look like a fake, "On the day of the spring equinox this year, the traitor who robbed the prince confessed, and he was afraid of getting into trouble, so he sold the prince to a family in Baishi County and received fifteen taels of silver. ”

"My brother is indeed adopted, but how can I prove that he is the son?" Song Lingyue pulled Song Qingping behind her first.

The Song family was poor, and after giving birth to Song Lingyue, the mother was worried that she would not be able to give birth to a son, so she raised a baby boy Song Qingping from the outside.

Song Lingyue and Song Qingping are only one year apart, I only remember that he is not his own, and I really don't remember where he got it.

The housekeeper seemed to have been prepared, took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, and with the help of the kerosene lamp in the room, Song Lingyue saw that there was blood inside.

"The old slave has already engraved the appearance of the son in his heart and has never forgotten it, but the prince also instructed that if he finds the son, he must first confess his relatives with blood."

In ancient times when there was no paternity test, most people still believed in blood to recognize relatives, but this does not mean that it has any scientific basis, Song Lingyue said coldly: "If you add alum to the water, anything can be dissolved, I don't believe it." ”

Song Qingping also tugged on her sleeve and refused to let go, "Sister, I'm not the son of the world, my surname is Song." ”

"The king of Jibei has no children under his knees, and this throne will be passed on to the prince in the future, how can such a major event be child's play?" The housekeeper glared at Song Lingyue with cold eyes, and his words were a little majestic.

He ordered someone to fetch a bowl of water, poured a few drops of blood from the bottle into it, and motioned to Song Lingyue to take blood for Song Qingping.

has always pretended to be a son to inherit the family property, how can there be a reason for the father to find a fake son to inherit the family property?

Song Qingping refused to stretch out his hand, Song Lingyue looked up at the impoverished home, as well as the skinny Song Qingping, and the second brother Song Yanzhi, who was so hungry that he couldn't open his eyes, was still determined to let Song Qingping give it a try.

If he is really the son of the world, he will not have to suffer and be wronged in such a family, and those glory and wealth should be born with him.

"Try it." Song Lingyue slid through Song Qingping's fingers, and a drop of blood dripped into the bowl, which quickly merged with another drop.

The housekeeper was so excited that he cried again, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Song Qingping: "Shizi, Shizi!" ”

Song Qingping was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, and shrank behind Song Lingyue, Song Lingyue hesitated and asked the housekeeper: "I still can't hand over my brother to you, I don't believe in your identity and origin, but there is other evidence?" ”

The housekeeper got up from the ground unhurriedly, and looked at Song Lingyue with an arrogant look: "Today I will escort the son to the Yamen of Baishi County to live temporarily, with the parents and officials as evidence, if you don't believe it, you can go with me." ”

Song Lingyue glanced at the housekeeper and took Song Qingping's hand: "Just go." ”

Qi Mo waited outside the house for a while, and then saw the housekeeper and the three of them get into the carriage and go straight to the east of the county, he slowly walked out from behind the tree, and his eyes were filled with deep meaning.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Lingyue ignored her brother's opposition and ruthlessly sent him to the carriage.

In addition to instructing Song Lingyue not to publicize this matter, in order to repay the Song family's nurturing kindness, the housekeeper promised to repair the family letter to Song Lingyue every month for a year, informing her that everything was fine with her son, and another twenty taels of silver for her.

Song Lingyue didn't ask for it, and receiving the money was like selling her younger brother, she would not be happy in her heart.

That was originally something that belonged to Song Qingping, but now it is just a thing returned to its original owner.

Looking at the carriage that was moving away, Song Yanzhi pulled the corner of Song Lingyue's clothes with his chubby hand: "Sister, will my brother come back?" ”

"If he has a heart, he will remember us in the future." Song Lingyue took his hand and turned around and walked home.

"I also want to ride in a big carriage and eat meat."

"Yes, sister, work hard for a few more years, I promise to let you live-" Song Lingyue smiled and was suddenly stunned, wasn't the man sitting at the door of her house, frozen like a stone carving, the prince?

Qi Mo's eyes lit up when he saw the figures of the sister and brother, and he suddenly stood up from the ground.

was obviously anxious to have something to say, but he first tidied up his clothes, dusted off his robe, and didn't forget to take care of the tassels on his waist, and tidied himself up brightly, before he was willing to come forward to talk to Song Lingyue, which made Song Lingyue dislike him again and again, "Are you scholars so particular, wouldn't you suffocate to death if you change your urgency?" ”

Qi Mosi said to Song Lingyue gently: "Miss Song, Xiaosheng is here to rebuild the household post, please make it convenient."

"It's inconvenient." Song Lingyue rejected him with an ice cube face, pulled his younger brother and turned around and left.

Qi Mo frowned, with a faint anger in his words, and said loudly: "Dare to ask the girl, has Xiaosheng and the girl had any holidays, why does the girl treat each other coldly!" ”

"Director, prince, son, I just don't like your face!"

"The girl's words Xiaosheng can't understand, if the girl is resentful, why is she angry with innocent people!"

"Eh!" Song Lingyue raised her hand at him, but she was not angry for a moment.

She traveled to this strange place, helpless, and Qi Mo's face could give her a little familiarity, so why bother with an old acquaintance.

Qi Mo just looks alike, and he is not the prince.

"Forget it, you have something to say in the house, it's my bad attitude." Song Lingyue lowered her head sullenly, and led Song Yanzhi towards the house, and Song Yanzhi wanted to have breakfast instead.

Qi Mo secretly hooked the corners of his lips, lifted his robe and stepped into the hospital, and said generously: "I woke up early today, Xiaosheng's belly is empty, thank you Miss Song for your hospitality!" ”

"Don't take an inch, when did I say I'm going to invite you to breakfast!"

Qi Mo turned a deaf ear, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the bacon hanging in the courtyard, pointed at it and smiled: "If it is made into a bowl of fresh and fragrant smooth. The tender preserved egg bacon porridge is a good taste for Xiaoshengke, and this bacon and bamboo shoots are also very delicious. ”

Three or two sentences made Song Yanzhi drool, and Song Lingyue glanced at him fiercely, "Think beautifully, you only have gruel to drink!" ”

Before the words fell, Song Yanzhi suddenly let out a scream, pointed to the white rag dolls that kept throwing in outside, and said, "Sister, there are so many dolls, so many!" ”

There was a doll that rolled to Song Lingyue's feet, Song Lingyue looked down, this doll still has her name written on it!