A car accident, our family of three crossed

Song Ning just thought that she was Xiao Yun's sister and didn't think any further. After all, the woman in the painting looked so young.

However, she overlooked the condition of the paper on which the scroll was painted, which was actually quite old.

Hang Shuheng sighed again. His silly wife was obviously a very smart person, but why did she seem so stupid now?

"Look at her more carefully and think about it carefully. Besides looking like the emperor, what else does she look like?"

Song Ning had more and more doubts in her heart. Something flashed through her mind, but so fast that she couldn't catch it.

Seeing her distressed expression, Hang Shuheng took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve and slowly covered the lower half of the woman's face in the painting.

When Song Ning took another look, he was shocked. He gasped in disbelief, then covered his mouth as if he was afraid that he would not be able to help but scream out.

Look at the woman in the painting with only half of her face exposed. Isn’t this the biological mother of her current body?

Although the original owner's biological mother passed away early, her image is still deeply engraved in the original owner's mind.

Song Ning looked at the person in the painting again and again in disbelief, taking off the silk handkerchief and covering it again, repeating the same thing over and over again.

She looked at the figure with his back to them again, and suddenly a bold idea came to her mind, but it was too incredible.

Impossible! This must be just a coincidence, right?

After a long while, Song Ning finally found his voice: "May I ask Your Majesty, who is the person in this painting..."

Xiao Yun turned around and walked back, sitting back in his seat. His eyes fell on the portrait and he said calmly, "She is my biological mother and the late emperor's original wife."

He looked away from the portrait and locked eyes with Song Ning for a moment. "Although it's a little unbelievable, the facts cannot be changed. You've also seen that your biological mother and my biological mother are actually the same person."

After saying this, Xiao Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had imagined countless scenes of revealing the truth. He had thought that he would be nervous and uneasy, but he had never thought that he would say it in such a calm state.

Song Ning couldn't convince herself of this fact. She pulled the corners of her lips together and gave a very stiff smile: "Your Majesty, please don't joke with us like this. How is this possible? Your biological mother was once the queen, and my biological mother is just an ordinary country woman. How can they be compared? It must be a coincidence. There are many people in this world who look alike."

"I don't need to joke with you about this kind of thing." Xiao Yun slowly revealed some information about Song Ning's biological mother: "Your mother's surname is Yao, and her name is Chuchu. Did you know that my mother's maternal clan also has the surname Yao?"

Song Ning was still unwilling to give in: "Even so, this does not prove that they are the same person. The surname Yao is not uncommon in our Dongli Kingdom."

"What you said does make sense. This information alone doesn't prove anything."

As Xiao Yun spoke, he handed them a booklet, which recorded Chu Yi's secret investigation of Song Xiucai's journey from studying abroad to returning home with his wife.

"Take a look! This is what I asked Chu Yi to secretly investigate. It's your father's life."

Song Ning took the booklet and read it page by page. She read it very carefully, not wanting to miss any word.

On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, where did Song Xiucai set out from, where did he end up, what places did he pass along the way, what things did he experience, all the details were recorded in the book.

In the spring of the third year of Wude, Song Xiucai settled in a village outside the capital.

However, Song Xiucai did not stay in the village for long and left in a hurry. When he appeared in the records again, there was a veiled and disfigured woman beside Song Xiucai.

The period from when Song Xiucai settled in the suburbs of the capital to when he left was the time when the capital was in panic. That was the time when the queen was assassinated and fell off a cliff and died on her way back to the capital from Xiangguo Temple.

Scrolling down, in the autumn of the third year of Wude, Song Xiucai returned to his hometown, Shangtang Village, with his wife.

After reading all the records in the booklet, Song Ning felt very calm. In fact, he had slowly begun to believe this fact, but he still said stubbornly: "These alone cannot be used as key evidence to prove that they are the same person."

Xiao Yun smiled lightly when she heard this. She was really cautious.

But if you think about it, you can understand that being cautious is not a bad thing. After all, this matter is extraordinary. Without the most crucial evidence, she would not dare to admit it.

"Remember when I was recuperating in Shangtang Village and I tore my wound trying to help Yangyang pick up the jade pendant?"

Song Ning nodded. Of course she remembered this.

Xiao Yun suddenly smiled bitterly and said slowly: "That jade pendant is the most crucial evidence."

Song Ning remembered that the jade pendant was left to her by the original owner's mother. She kept it but never wore it until she had Yangyang, then she took out the jade pendant and let the child wear it close to his body.

Yangyang always had the jade pendant falling off when he wore it before, and Song Ning was worried that it would be lost one day, so she put the jade pendant away and replaced it with a peace locket for the child to wear.

"What is the origin of that jade pendant?"

Xiao Yun continued, "The carvings on that jade pendant were carved by me when I was young."

He couldn't help but smile bitterly as he spoke, "My original intention was to carve a phoenix soaring into the sky. I spent half a month and a lot of good materials, but in the end, I only carved that fat bird."

"That was my birthday gift to my mother."

He can still clearly remember the joy on his mother's face when she received this gift.

"Can you tell me about what happened back then?"

Song Ning suddenly wanted to know what happened back then. Although he had heard rumors, that was twenty years ago. It was so long that the rumors would inevitably become more and more false.

Xiao Yun was the person involved and had personally experienced the incident, so he knew the process best.

Xiao Yun is no longer so resistant to that matter. Since Song Ning is willing to listen, it is okay for him to talk about it.

Song Ning listened to his explanation quietly with mixed feelings. Even after he finished speaking, she still couldn't calm down for a long time.

After a long while, she said quietly, "You must have suffered a lot these years!"

Xiao Yun forced a wry smile: "It's all over."

Song Ning lowered his head, not daring to look Xiao Yun in the eye, and asked again: "Do you blame her?"

Xiao Yun was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "To be honest, I have resented it."

Song Ning didn't know how to continue communicating with him. Should she comfort him? It seemed like she had no position. She was like the one who stole his mother. How could she comfort him?

Hang Shuheng gently held Song Ning's hand under the table and gave her warmth.

He remained silent from beginning to end, and finally spoke now: "So, back when we were in Shangtang Village, you already started to doubt it?"

In order to ensure that everything was foolproof, people were sent to carefully investigate Song Xiucai's experience during the years he went out to study.