Spring Drunk Chang'an

"Come here, Chinen, come to Grandma!"

In the Arhat chair, Old Madam Song waved to her granddaughter with a gentle smile and a tired look.

Song Zhinian frowned slightly, stepped forward, and looked at the old lady worriedly, "Grandma, I see that you don't look well. How are you?"

"No matter what happens, don't worry!"

The prince came with his aunt and had a secret conversation with his grandmother and father all day long. His mother was guarding the door. The key point was... tonight, his aunt, a married woman, actually stayed back at her parents' home.

My grandmother, who had such a strong character, aged more than ten years overnight.

And he also said: The maid is my benefactor!

It must be a big deal.

Could something be wrong with my aunt's husband's family? At best, it's a civil war or a concubine's rebellion. At worst, it could be...

The rebellion of fighting for the throne.

But no matter what, my grandfather is at the border, my father has a kind character, and my grandmother is the mainstay of the family. "You must take care of yourself."

"Grandma, we all rely on you at home and outside!"

Song Zhinian persuaded softly.

Old Madam Song looked at her with a wry smile, feeling somewhat comforted.

The children she gave birth to were more honest and gentle than each other, and they were simply unable to support the family business. Fortunately, her grandchildren were more like her.

She is old and can just hold on for a few more years until her grandchildren gain experience.

Old Madam Song sighed and laughed, and said softly, "Don't worry, Nian'er, Grandma understands and will take care of herself. But, you came to see me so late, is there something important?"

She no longer talked about herself.

Song Zhinian knew what was going on, so she didn't insist. Although she was worried, she simply avoided the question and said directly, "Grandma, I came here today to talk to you about that girl named 'Liu Chang'an'."

"What's wrong with her?" Old Madam Song frowned.

Liu Wenbai and Liu Yu switched places.

The Ningguo Mansion colluded with the Qu family and defected to the Prince of Yan.

Liu Xiu framed the Cheng'en Mansion for collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country.

These three major events all concern the life and death of the Song family. Even though Xiao Chuo assured that Liu Changan was reliable, Old Lady Song was still worried.

If the girl had not really done her youngest daughter a favor, she would have wanted to wipe out the entire family.

Now, when she heard that it was related to her, Mrs. Song instinctively felt something was wrong. She grabbed her granddaughter's hand and blurted out anxiously, "What did she say to you?"

"Grandma, don't be anxious. Liu Changan is very calm and she didn't say anything!" Song Zhinian guessed that the matter was serious and was not surprised by her grandmother's abnormal reaction. Instead, she persuaded her in a gentle voice.

Seeing that the old lady's expression was a little more relaxed, she said, "It's just that my granddaughter found something strange, so I reported it to my grandmother?"

Madam Song was puzzled, "Strange?"

"What's wrong?"

Song Zhinian pursed her lips, leaned forward slightly, and her gaze lingered on the mole behind her grandmother's ear for two seconds. Then, she took a deep breath and said, "Grandma, when you look at Liu Changan, do you think she looks very familiar?"

"Looks familiar?" Old Lady Song was stunned. What the prince and her daughter talked about was too serious. She was so shocked that she didn't even bother to look at Liu Changan carefully. But now that her granddaughter mentioned it, she thought about it carefully.

That girl had an oval face, almond-shaped eyes, a delicate nose, slightly upturned red lips, and a natural smile. That look, that look...

"She looks a bit like your aunt."

Old Madam Song said suddenly.

"Yes, it's exactly 60% like them!" Song Zhinian pursed his lips. "The remaining 40% is that the eyebrows are thick, but there is a missing spot on the eyebrows."

"My dad is the same."

The father she was referring to was naturally Song Chengji, the prince of Cheng'en.

"Her nose is straighter than my aunt's, her cheekbones are higher, her face is more angular, and her temperament is completely different from my aunt's. So, when we look at her, we only think she looks familiar, but if we think about it carefully, we will find that she and my aunt are very similar."

Song Zhinian spoke in a deep voice. Seeing Old Madam Song's suspicious look, she paused and continued, "Miss Chang'an's nose is a bit like your grandfather's."

Old Madam Song's pupils contracted instantly.

"Also, I noticed some round moles the size of rice grains behind her right ear, close to the base of her lower ear."

Old Madam Song gasped and instinctively reached behind her right ear.

The fingertips felt an uneven texture.

That was the mole she had since she was a child.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!" Song Zhinian nodded heavily, then continued, "Today, when my grandmother handed Miss Chang'an to me, I asked around and inquired about it."

"She is an abandoned baby."

"Abandoned baby?" Old Madam Song took a slow breath. "That's not right. I remember she was born to your aunt's concubine and her husband. Her mother was once your aunt's personal maid!"

"She is not a biological daughter. Miss Chang'an was picked up by my aunt's companion from the Yan River!" Song Zhinian replied quickly.

She had spent the entire afternoon with Liu Changan, and it wasn't for nothing. Of course, she found out everything. "... Miss Changan is seventeen years old this year. I don't know when she was born. Anyway, she was picked up by my aunt's companion from the Yan River in March."

"At that time, my aunt went to ask an experienced old nanny to help check the baby. It must have been a baby that was only a few days old, and the umbilical cord was still there!"

"Seventeen, in March?"

That was Qingru's birthday.

Madam Song's pupils trembled violently. After a long pause, she said in a hoarse voice, "Zhinian, what do you think?"

"I don't know." Song Zhinian shook his head, very clear and concise, "I can't guess what these things mean..."

The little girl, who was raised in a happy family and was pampered, could never have imagined that there was such a thing as baby swapping in the world.

"I just think that once is a coincidence, but twice, three times, four times, it's intentional!"

"Liu Changan looks like my aunt and grandfather. She has the same mole behind her ear as you. She is also an abandoned daughter."

With so many facts in front of him, Song Zhinian couldn't convince himself that it was all coincidence.

"She looks like our child. Maybe it's...someone our father has outside? Maybe it's our grandfather? Or maybe it's our second aunt?"

The Cheng'en Duke's Mansion has a small population. Both Cheng'en Duke and Song Jicheng have no living brothers or sisters. As for the bloodlines of the collateral rights, they are unlikely to look like the Song family.

Well, then it can only be blood relatives.

Grandfather cheating? Father cheating? Second aunt, well, I've never heard of her losing a child? And she's a woman, trying to secretly get pregnant in October?

There is no way my husband’s family wouldn’t find out.

Third Aunt had just given birth to Qingru at that time, so it was impossible.

As for my great aunt...

That is the queen of the current dynasty.

Don't think about it, Song Zhinian, don't let your imagination run wild. That will lead to the confiscation of your property and the extermination of your clan.

"Grandma, I, I think it might be either grandfather or father..." She spoke with difficulty, looking at her grandmother cautiously.

Madam Song: ...

Old Madam Song took a deep breath, suppressing the anger and shock in her heart. She understood what her granddaughter meant, thinking that Liu Changan might be a Duke, or a 'hidden gem' who had inherited a family outside, but...

Duke Ning's Mansion.

The exchange between Liu Wenrui and Liu Yu!

If there is one, there may be two.