The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

The midwife was brought to Chongyun Palace.

She was about forty years old and looked relatively healthy, even a bit muscular, but her hair had turned completely grey and her face was also gray.

As soon as she walked tremblingly to Fang Yiwan's side, she knelt on the ground with a "thump", and kept knocking her head towards Jiang Tinghuai. The dull "dong dong dong" sound sounded much more forceful than that made by Fang Yiwan just now.

"I, Gao Lan, pay my respects to His Majesty!"

Jiang Tinghuai sat on the golden platform with a face that had not yet fully grown. His temperament was unusually gentle due to years of taking care of his younger brothers and sisters. So when this young superior asked a question, although Gao Lan was also very afraid, she was able to make her words clear.

"Your Highness, I have been a midwife in the capital for more than ten years. Four years ago, I was fortunate enough to be hired by the Lin Mansion to help Madam Lin with her pregnancy. However, Gao Lan was trembling as she spoke, turning her head to look at Fang Yiwan from time to time. "Not long after I entered the Lin Mansion, someone came up to me while I was out—"

"That person said that she was a confidant of a noble in the palace and that there was an important matter that required the cooperation of a common woman."

At this point, Gao Lan shuddered violently as if he had thought of some horrible past.

"After learning more about it, I realized that the man actually wanted me to stay dormant by Madam Lin's side. If Madam Lin gave birth to a girl, she would have to find a way to hide the gender of the fetus first, and wait for news from the palace before deciding... deciding whether to change the fetus—"

As soon as the word "change tire" came out, the ministers started to make noise again.

The sounds of doubt in his ears automatically turned into buzzing sounds in his mind. Tan Wenhan stood at the front of the team, turned his head slightly, and exchanged glances with Jiao Hongmiao and the others, and then -

"That man said he wanted to change the tire, and you agreed?!" He shouted, turned around, and bowed in the direction of the golden platform, "I think that people with such a mentality should not be easily believed in what they say!"

A group of court officials who knew the truth of the incident also followed suit.

"The little prince is so similar to Your Majesty, how could they not be your biological child?!"

"I remember that the reason why the young prince brought His Highness Jinshu into the palace was because he had suffered so much injustice in the Lin Mansion..."

"That's right! I remember that too!"

Those who spoke out were all favorites around His Majesty. On the other hand, on their side, the family of Pan, who originally had the highest position of power, had encountered incidents one after another, and they were no longer able to compete with this group of people who were united with each other. Those ministers who were unable to hear the little guy's voice kept silent for the time being.

Can't be bothered.

"I didn't want to agree at that time!" Gao Lan's tears came and covered her face in an instant. Her voice suddenly became shrill, "But the messenger came from the palace after all. I'm just a small midwife. How could I dare to go against such a noble?!"

"I have been living in fear for these years. I have realized my mistakes. I hope Your Highness will have pity on me because I am weak and dare not easily resist the powerful. Please spare my life, Your Highness!!"

Gao Lan kowtowed again, "Dong Dong Dong—" But this time, it was as if a barrier was created out of thin air around her. She could not hear any unusual sounds, and even the heavy breathing that she could occasionally hear just now disappeared completely.

It was as if she was the only one left in the world, until a cold and stern voice of a young man came from the golden platform: "That person said that she was the confidant of a noble in the palace, and you believed it?"

Gao Lan said hurriedly, "I saw that woman enter the palace with my own eyes. Although her clothes were not as luxurious as yours, they were also very sophisticated. That's why I believed what she said!"

After that, she suddenly seemed to think of something, raised her head, and said anxiously: "Yes, yes! There is a waist badge hanging around the man's waist, with the word 'bamboo' engraved on it!"

Fang Yiwan suddenly raised her hand, slowly covered the corners of her lips, and sobbed softly.

It seemed that he was about to faint from the shock of this truth, but in fact—

The corner of his lips, which were tightly covered, curled up into a sneer.

Lies are like this, the worst thing is a mixture of truth and lies.

This midwife had really come into contact with such a "palace maid" and had really seen the waist plaque with the word "bamboo" engraved on it, but...

However, the "palace maid" was pretended by her, and the scene of entering the palace that the midwife saw was also arranged by her in advance, asking Fang Siwan to send someone to pick her up. The waist badge was also imitated by her according to the waist badge of the palace maid in Zhuyunxuan!

She had made preparations for this matter long ago, but she didn't expect that this flash of thought would come in handy today!

Fang Yiwan lowered her head and concealed the faint light in her eyes.

Fang Siwan, do you think that you have won the battle by bringing both children to your side?

But you were already at a loss at that time, while I had been constantly calculating and scheming for countless days and nights, hoping that one day I could trample you under my feet!

With someone like you like this, what can you use to fight me? !

Jiang Tinghuai sat firmly on the golden platform, not missing the dark light in Fang Yiwan's eyes, and opened his lips lightly: "I heard that you have a handwritten letter from the noble in the palace..."

Gao Lan suddenly understood: "Yes, yes, yes!"

She hurriedly took out a letter from her sleeve, raised her hands above her head, and waited for the palace servant to take the letter away.

Jiang Tinghuai unfolded the letter, glanced at it, then raised his head and looked at Fang Yiwan who was standing next to the midwife: "Are you saying that this is the handwriting of Concubine Wan?"

Fang Yiwan was in a daze for a moment.

The look from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was obviously cold, scrutinizing, and...

Jumping?

There was a hint of panic in her heart, but she suppressed it forcefully.

Keep comforting yourself in your heart.

It’s okay. She has practiced Fang Siwan’s handwriting for more than ten years. Even if it’s not exactly the same, it won’t be obvious at first glance.

At that time, as long as Fang Siwan showed the slightest flaw, she could bring her to the bottom in one fell swoop!

Fang Yiwan took a deep breath and raised her head: "Your Highness, I have lived with Concubine Wan for more than ten years. I can be sure that this is indeed Concubine Wan's handwriting!"

"What should I do then?" Jiang Tinghuai chuckled and took a thick stack of papers from Eunuch Changshun. "Today, I just received a Buddhist scripture that Concubine Wan had copied over the past few days, praying for my father who is fighting outside..."

"But the handwriting on it has nothing to do with what you two provided—"

Fang Yiwan was stunned: "How is this possible?!"

When she was young, her father often praised Fang Siwan's beautiful handwriting and her extraordinary talent. She held a grudge against him for many years, and then began a long process of imitation.

She was extremely careful when writing this letter.

How could she go wrong in a place like this?!

impossible! Absolutely impossible! !

"That being the case——"

Jiang Tinghuai said lazily, "Come here, invite Concubine Wan to Chongyun Palace and make this Madam Lin convinced."