After the marriage, my husband's family listened to my voice and turned the tide

Old Master He stood up and before he saw anyone, he called out, "Jingjing——"

"How old are you? Why are you calling me by my nickname in front of the younger generation? Aren't you ashamed?"

After a word of scolding, the old lady with a headband walked in with the support of a nanny.

When she saw the people in the room, Old Madam He stood there in a daze.

Old Master He walked over and put his arm around her shoulders, and asked excitedly, "Are they very similar?"

Madam He couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

What do they look like? Shang Tingli was confused. He turned to look at He Zhiying, but saw that she was staring at him intently. She nodded seriously, "Yes, they look like each other."

Shang Tingli: “?”

She was extremely confused, and then she felt a pair of warm hands pulling her hands over, and she could feel the other person trembling.

Shang Tingli said: "Old Madam He..."

Madam He's eyes were filled with tears, as if she was looking at a long-lost relative. She said excitedly, "Good boy, I'm your grandmother! Call me grandma now!"

Shang Tingli's pupils suddenly shrank, and she was stunned for a long time before she said, "You, you made a mistake, didn't you?" She looked at He Zhiqian beside her, "Sister He is your granddaughter."

She was a little puzzled. Did Mrs. He forget everything? How could she even recognize the wrong granddaughter?

"Good boy, I really am a grandmother!"

Madam He turned around and urged Old Master He, her tone very urgent: "Go and take it out! Let Nannan have a look——"

"Okay, okay, don't worry."

Old Master He followed her instructions and walked behind the screen. After a while, he came out with a scroll in his hand. He spread the scroll in front of Shang Tingli and said excitedly, "More than a resemblance, they are really carved from the same mold!"

Shang Tingli was stunned after seeing the scroll clearly.

The portrait shows a young girl in her twenties, wearing a spring green square collared robe with a lotus pink horse-faced skirt, with her hair tied up in a bun, her face is gorgeous and her face is filled with a bright and beautiful smile. She is holding a reel in her hand, and under the blue sky and white clouds, a butterfly kite is flying high in the sky.

It's still spring, willow branches are sprouting, and the beautiful girl turns around and smiles charmingly.

Shang Tingli stared blankly at the person in the portrait, her eyes slightly opened in disbelief, because the person in the painting looked exactly like her. If there was any difference, it was that the person in the painting had a clean and flawless face, while she had an extra black mole in the middle of the right side of her cheek.

She opened her mouth, but no words came out.

No wonder they are said to be similar, they are so similar.

When she saw the portrait, He Zhiying finally came to her senses. Why did she feel that Sister Tingli looked familiar when she first met her? So that's why.

After a moment of silence, Shang Tingli asked with a complicated expression: "What is this?"

Old Master He explained, "It is a portrait of your grandmother when she was young, painted when she was sixteen years old."

"…What if they just look similar?"

Hearing the word "your grandmother", Shang Tingli felt a little embarrassed. Her father might not be the lost master of the He family, otherwise how could there be no clues found in the past?

Old Master He had a serious look on his face, as if he had already determined the result. The girl in front of him was his granddaughter. "If they were only 30% similar, I wouldn't be so sure. Nannan and Jingjing were 90% alike when they were young, like twins. They both can't eat beans. I'm afraid they are not just similar in appearance, they must be grandparents and grandchildren."

Shang Tingli said calmly, "There are so many coincidences in the world. I hope the old master can find out the truth before making a conclusion, so as not to be disappointed."

Old Master He: "I am not afraid. Even if I am mistaken, what's the harm? It's not impossible to have another granddaughter."

Shang Tingli: “…”

Madam He held her hand tightly and said, "At the beginning, I felt that Yunfan was very kind. It turns out that mother and son are connected by heart. How could I not feel anything?"

Shang Tingli had no choice but to respond with a smile.

She thought to herself that she couldn't jump to conclusions about something that hadn't been verified. What if it was just a coincidence? Not only would they not be able to find the real He family master, but for her, wouldn't it be easier to get used to it than to stop?

Shang Tingli helplessly looked at He Zhiying for help, and He Zhiying suggested to the two elders: "Grandfather, grandmother, just follow what sister Tingli said. We are all in Kyoto, and we just want to recognize each other, so we can spend a little more time, right?"

Old Tutor He and Old Madam He looked at each other and nodded.

Shang Tingli breathed a sigh of relief.

The more a person lacks something, the more they desire it. She grew up in love and had been separated from her family for six years. Now she has a good chance to pick up this family affection again, so of course she yearns for it. But what if the result is not what she wants?

Given this situation, Shang Tingli naturally did not stay to play chess with Old Master He. She only agreed on a time - she would visit again after the truth was revealed.

After coming out of Grand Tutor He's study, Shang Tingli did not return to the pavilion with He Zhiqiang to drink tea, but went to look for Wenhui and the others.

As soon as she saw her, Wenhui smiled and called her, "Ali."

Shang Tingli walked over to greet her.

There were many ladies and their daughters sitting around, chatting happily before Shang Tingli came. When they saw her, everyone greeted her and the topic was dropped.

With Wenhui's words "Everyone continue, be casual", the scene became lively again.

Shang Tingli was no different from the other girls. She just listened quietly and didn't say much, unless the conversation was about her, then she would say a few words.

[Oh my god, my father is very likely the eldest master of the He family who was taken away by mistake and lost? In this world, even a storybook wouldn't dare to write this, right? ]

Wen Hui, who was happily chatting with someone, was stunned for a moment, and Ke Yishang next to her also looked over unconsciously.

Shang Tingli didn't notice.

[But it would be great if it were true. In this way, even if Ke Xingchen still refuses to change his ways in the future, I wouldn’t end up in such a tragic situation.]

Thinking of this, her eyes dimmed and her emotions became complicated.

[But...my mother and the others are so innocent? How can we save them? ]

[Even as the cousin of the future queen, I can't possibly have such a big face by myself, right? ]

Ke Yishang and Wenhui looked at each other, and both were silent. In fact, why should she care about them? People should always be more selfish and live a more relaxed life.

[No, the prince really likes Sister He. What if I have influence with Sister He and the prince is willing to listen to her? Isn't this a turning point? ]

Wen Hui: “!!!”

Ke Yishang: “!!!”

What? Did I hear that right? The prince and Miss He?!

It turns out that these two are not as unfamiliar as they seem. On the contrary, has it reached this point? !

The mother and daughter couldn't help but think of the lotus viewing banquet at the Xu family. The Queen's decree was sent to the He family, and Miss He was appointed as the Crown Princess. Looking back, was this the Crown Prince's intention?