"But hasn't my elder brother always been single and unmarried? Did I remember it wrong?" Shen Yi fell into deep self-doubt.

Feng Jiuqing kindly explained: "Back then, General Yumian was seriously injured and was rescued by someone. He married the benefactor as his wife, but something happened before he could bring her back. That wife gave birth to a son for him. Shen Ci is the eldest son of that posthumous child, and the grandson of General Yumian."

Shen Yi's eyes moved to Ah He's face and he murmured, "But isn't he Lu He from my sister's family?"

Feng Jiuqing said in a deep voice: "Prime Minister Lu and Princess Lan Shu just recognized the wrong person."

So he is really the eldest brother's grandson? He used to think Ming Qing was the eldest brother's child, but it turned out that Ming Qing was the son of his younger sister. He thought Lu He was the son of his younger sister, but it turned out that Lu He was the eldest brother's grandson!

These things are so confusing! Never mind! Anyway, he must be from the Shen family!

Shen Yi tried to smile at A He, and Lu He quietly took a step back. The burly man with a fake smile looked scary.

Old Madam Shen patted him again. Shen Yi looked at Old Madam Shen aggrievedly, his resentment almost solidified.

"If you can't laugh, don't laugh. It's too fake and you might scare my great-grandson!"

"mother!"

If you have a grandson, you don’t have a son, right? Shen Yi could only lower his eyes in indignation, not daring to say a word.

"Here," Tongzi took out a candy and handed it to Shen Yi: "Grandpa Shen, eat it. Daddy said that candy can drive away all unhappiness."

Feng Jiuqing blinked: I never said that, but Tongzai has learned the skill of coaxing people without any instruction. It seems that I can safely leave the task of coaxing grandma to Tongzai in the future.

Shen Yi was so moved that tears almost fell when he received the candy. He thought his little grandson was the best. He lowered his head and kissed Tongzi on the face: "Thank you, little darling."

Tongzi almost cried. The beard of this bearded grandfather pricked him! It hurt! If I had known, I would not have given him candy.

In the end, Feng Jiuqing kept Tongzai in the Shen Mansion. Tongzai was sweet-mouthed and lively, and several people were coaxed by him to the point of not knowing what to do. However, in just one afternoon, he became the darling of everyone in the Shen Mansion, and he could be said to be the biggest winner in life.

When Feng Jiuqing went out, he met Lan Shu who came to the mansion of Duke Shen. Lan Shu bowed and said: "Grand Master!"

Feng Jiuqing dodged and said, "Princess."

"Grand Master, what's the important matter that brings you to the Duke's Mansion?" Lan Shu asked softly.

Feng Jiuqing shook his head: "It's not a big deal. I have something else to do. I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye."

Lan Shu looked at Feng Jiuqing's hurriedly leaving back and always felt that he seemed familiar. She seemed to have seen the Grand Tutor without a mask somewhere before.

The Grand Tutor was a little surprised. A few days ago, the Grand Tutor was still polite to her but did not avoid her gift. But today, the Grand Tutor did not seem to want to accept her gift. She vaguely remembered that the Grand Tutor a long time ago did not seem to accept her gift either.

Forget it, why think so much, she just came to see her mother today, as long as the Grand Tutor does not endanger the Mansion of Duke Shen, it has nothing to do with her.

"Mother!" Lan Shu had a smile on his face, but he froze when he entered the door.

"Qingqing?" Lan Shu looked straight at Ah He.

Ah He immediately shook his head: "No! I am Shen Ci, and also Ah He, but not Qing Qing. Grandaunt has recognized the wrong person."

It turned out to be Ah He, but wasn't Ah He in the palace? How could she be in the mansion of Duke Shen? And when did she become Ah He's great-aunt?

Old Lady Shen sighed and said softly: "He is your eldest brother's grandson, Shen Ci."

Boom!

No wonder Ah He looks so much like Qing Qing, it turns out Ah He is the descendant of the eldest brother. Lan Shu covered her chest, if she had known that Ah He was the descendant of the eldest brother, even if Ah He was not Qing Qing, she should have cherished him a little more.

But looking at this face, she always thinks of her lover. She doesn't know where her lover is and whether she is doing well.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake. How have you been these past two years?"

Lan Shu regretted it as soon as she said it. What could she do? In the past two years, she had hardly left the house except for coming to Duke Shen's mansion. The Prime Minister had not visited Ah He again. How could Ah He be well alone in the deep palace?

"I'm sorry Ah He, if I had known earlier, I should have visited you more often in the palace."

Ah He shook his head and said, "Ah He is living well in the palace. Grandma doesn't need to blame herself. This matter has nothing to do with Grandma."

"I'm sorry, but when I see you, I think of Qingqing, so I don't dare to come to see you. After all, I am sorry for you. Ah He, do you want any compensation? As long as I can do it, I can give it to you."

Ah He continued to shake his head: "No need, my great aunt has nothing to do with Ah He, and Ming Qing has helped me a lot, so you don't owe me anything."

Lan Shu's eyes were red, and he asked softly: "Have you seen Qingqing? Where is he?"

"this?"

Ah He looked at Old Lady Shen, who sighed and said, "That's enough. Ming Qing has his own reasons for doing things. Since you are his mother, you should support him. His Majesty is looking for Qing Qing everywhere, and he is also in trouble, so don't ask."

"Mother! But that's my child!" Lan Shu sobbed.

"If you had recognized him earlier, he would have suffered less. He has experienced too much hardship. Lanshu, if you really want to do good for him, then help him." Old Lady Shen advised softly.

"Mother!" Lan Shu's voice trembled and he could no longer utter a word.

Imperial Palace, Xuanshi Hall.

"A Ling, I heard that you went to Duke Shen's Mansion today and had a conflict with the Grand Tutor. Are you injured?" Prince Nancheng asked with concern.

Mo Ling raised his eyes to look at the concerned King of Nancheng, with mixed feelings: "It's alright, the Imperial Master has no intention of harming me, my brother, don't worry."

"Don't worry! How can I be at ease? Don't you know what a Grand Tutor is? Why do you have to conflict with him?" King Nancheng frowned and tapped Mo Ling's hand.

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