My bad father married a princess, my mother divorced me, and I became the group's favorite

Lilanhua!

After hearing what Xiao Mu said, Prince Shun pondered for a moment.

He had to admit that what Xiao Mu said made sense.

If Murong Jin is really his biological daughter, then there is a high possibility that she will inherit his allergy to Lilanhua.

After all, His Majesty and he were allergic at the same time. The former head of the Imperial Medical Bureau, Doctor Wang, said that the people of the Murong family were severely allergic to this flower and it should not be underestimated.

But if she isn't, that's another matter.

"General Xiao, do you mean to use the Lilan flower to test whether Jin'er is my biological daughter?"

Prince Shun asked.

Seeing that Prince Shun finally reacted, Xiao Mu said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Prince Shun was very conflicted at this time. Should he test it or not?

If red spots appeared on the brocade, then the mystery of her life experience would naturally become clear.

But what if it isn’t?

He looked around at the people around him, and among them were many of the families of the aristocratic families in Beijing that he was familiar with. If this matter spread, wouldn't he really be...

For a moment, Prince Shun seemed to be forced into a situation and was unable to struggle.

"This matter..."

He looked back at Murong Jin, who was kneeling there motionless, just looking at him quietly, and didn't know how to start talking for a moment.

Murong Jin looked at him with a struggling expression, a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his lips.

At this point, she has no way out.

Of course, I wouldn't simply think that Prince Shun is so worried at this time because he is worried that the allergic symptoms will harm his body. Perhaps he is worried about his own face, which is the most important thing?

"Father, are you planning to disown me as your daughter?"

Murong Jin's voice was as light as a breeze and floated into Prince Shun's ears.

But that expression was so weird that it was hard to describe.

Her eyes seemed to be smiling, and the corners of her lips were slightly twitched. For a moment, Prince Shun felt that there was a madness in her eyes that seemed to be able to destroy the world.

"Jin'er, you..."

......

Just when Prince Shun was struggling with his decision, a shrill voice suddenly rang out.

"The Crown Prince has arrived, the Third Prince has arrived!"

Following this announcement, everyone knelt down to greet him.

Prince Shun was startled, wondering why the Crown Prince and the Third Prince came here at this time.

Crown Prince Murong Jing and Third Prince Murong Yi were seen slowly walking into the lobby of Shuntian Mansion, surrounded by a group of attendants.

Crown Prince Murong Jing has a handsome face and deep eyes. Although he is still young, he can be seen to have extraordinary nobility.

The third prince Murong Yi had an indifferent expression, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was very interested in the situation.

The prince waved his hand gently, signaling everyone to stand up.

The third prince reached out and helped Prince Shun up, giving his uncle enough face.

When Prince Shun saw the two young princes coming and showing him great respect, he put on his elder status again and said softly,

"There is unrest outside the palace. Why did you two leave the palace? You should go back early to avoid worrying His Majesty and the Queen Mother."

Crown Prince Murong Jing glanced at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Prince Shun. He nodded slightly and said,

"Prince Shun is well. I'm afraid that Prince Shun has misunderstood. I and my third brother are not here to join in the fun."

After he said this, he turned to look at Xiao Mu and Song Benan.

"General Xiao, Lord Song, I and my third brother have come here to deliver something to you two in compliance with the order of our father, the Emperor. Come on."

The young eunuch behind the prince hurriedly stepped forward and presented a small white jade bottle with both hands.

Song Ben'an was puzzled and looked up at Xiao Mu.

He still had a stern look on his face, with no expression on his face. He sighed secretly, then slowly walked forward and took it.

"Prince, I wonder what this is? But does His Majesty have new plans?"

When the Crown Prince and the Third Prince saw Song Benan take the bottle, they walked a few steps away from him without saying a word.

All I can say is, even though the Third Prince and the Crown Prince usually don't get along with each other secretly, at this moment they are in perfect harmony with each other.

"General Xiao should know what this is. Father said that the royal bloodline is related to the foundation of the country and cannot be taken lightly."

After he said this, he gently pulled up his sleeves. Seeing this, the Third Prince also pulled up his sleeves.

The two princes' fair arms were covered with red and purple scars, which was very scary.

"this......"

Seeing this, Song Benan looked silently at the small bottle in his hand, his eyes gradually becoming deep.

Could this be the flower that General Xiao mentioned?

Xiao Mu looked at the red and purple scars on the arms of the Crown Prince and the Third Prince, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He really didn't expect that His Majesty would allow the two princes to come.

Prince Murong Jing put down his sleeves and said calmly,

"General Xiao, Lord Song, the thing in this bottle is the orchid liquid. Father had people collect it and secretly asked the Imperial Hospital to study allergy symptoms. My third brother and I are allergic to this flower. I wonder if Prince Shun is willing to let my cousin try it? Prince Shun, don't worry. The pills for relief have been prepared. If you really have symptoms, you won't feel uncomfortable for a long time."

Prince Shun looked at the prince's young face and wanted to refuse, but at this moment he couldn't say a word.

Your Majesty, he is so cruel!

He let the Crown Prince and the Third Prince touch the flower, and red spots appeared on both of their bodies. If he refused again on the excuse that he was worried about harming Jin'er's health, wouldn't it mean that his daughter was more precious than the princes?

"I will obey your majesty's order."

After Prince Shun reluctantly agreed, the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly tense.

Murong Jin looked at everyone's reactions and felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Finally, it has come to this.

Concubine Wen had already collapsed to the ground in shock at this series of unexpected events.

At this moment, she could only pray silently in her heart, praying that Buddha would bless her and not...

Song Benan opened the bottle carefully, and a strong floral scent wafted out.

Song Benan took a deep breath, poured out some of the liquid in the bottle and placed it on a clean handkerchief.

He signaled to the servant beside him to bring the handkerchief to Murong Jin.

"Miss Jin'er, His Majesty has ordered that you please touch the handkerchief with your hand."

Murong Jin looked at the handkerchief soaked with the fragrance of flowers, and the previous uneasiness in his heart was no longer there. Instead, he felt a strange sense of relief.

Yes or no?

She was also a little curious.

Could it be that what I thought was a rebirth and an opportunity was really a joke from beginning to end?

God has never favored me, either in the previous life or in this life?

She slowly stretched out her hand, touched the handkerchief lightly with her slender fingers, and then withdrew it.

Then, at a moment when everyone was cautious and dared not breathe, she reached out again and grasped the handkerchief tightly in her hand.

I saw her using the handkerchief to wipe her white jade-like fingers and wrists over and over again.

again and again......

Until the handkerchief was wrinkled by her wiping, her palms were red, and her wrists were red...

Murong Jin was looking forward to it in her heart, erythema, erythema, she is the daughter of Prince Shun, the blood of Murong family, she will also have erythema.

She stopped and waited quietly.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Everyone looked at Murong Jin nervously, waiting for her reaction.

No......

After a while, there was still no...

A quarter of an hour later, the red marks on Murong Jin's hands from friction began to fade gradually, but the raised red and purple scars she had imagined did not appear.

"No...No..."