Good luck in pregnancy, the daughter of the prime minister's mansion has a soft waist

Facing the father and son brought in by the Yang family, Duke Anguo calmly explained, "The woman you mentioned earlier is actually my own flesh and blood, long lost—the apple of my eye. She is not a so-called child of the Ma family. Therefore, based on this, the marriage you wish to facilitate is naturally untenable and unacceptable."

Hearing this, Yang Er, who had originally held onto a glimmer of hope, suddenly became extremely anxious. He retorted, almost disregarding etiquette, "Duke, that girl named Yang Lulu was the one our mother personally helped give birth to! Back then, we noticed a distinctive red mark on her forehead, which was considered an auspicious sign and a sign of great fortune. That's one of the main reasons why I agreed to this marriage between our two families."

After these words were spoken, everyone present suddenly fell into a moment of silence, and Prince Shen also exchanged a meaningful look with Duke Anguo.

Because both parties remembered very clearly that there was indeed a red dot on Luo Xi's forehead.

It was Prince Shen himself who was initially responsible for finding his sister's whereabouts.

But even so, he still maintained a certain degree of skepticism about this sudden new clue.

"At that time, I thoroughly investigated your village and town and interviewed many people with knowledge of the situation. Based on logical reasoning, the source of the information should be correct."

Prince Shen asked doubtfully.

Faced with the questions raised by Master Shen, Yang Erda felt tremendous pressure and helplessness, and could not help but let out a long sigh.

"Young Master, there are some things you may not fully understand... It's true that a long time ago, a nun passed through our village, bringing a little girl with her. Sadly, not long after, the girl died of illness. Later, to conceal the truth, the Ma family's daughter secretly took the girl's jade pendant and impersonated her. So, when you went looking for your relatives, you mistakenly thought she was your target. As for the money and property you left for the Ma family, they've long since squandered it all on gambling."

"Worse things are yet to come—the person who is maliciously spreading rumors that Princess Xuan is his biological daughter, even going so far as to slander our family, is playing such a ridiculous joke, misleading everyone into believing that they have recognized the wrong person."

After hearing this, the prefect felt his head was in a mess, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, but at least he still maintained the most basic judgment.

If the person in front of you is indeed the wrong candidate, then how to solve this problem becomes a huge problem.

Is it really true that I can only ask Princess Xuan for help?

Looking at him with a worried look on his face, the prefect hoped to get some clear instructions or suggestions from the Duke of Anguo. "What do you think, sir?"

He eagerly awaited a response, hoping for a glimmer of hope.

Upon hearing this narration, Duke Anguo initially showed an emotion of disbelief, with surprise and doubt flashing in his eyes.

But this emotion was soon replaced by regret, his face became solemn, and he seemed to have deep doubts about some of his past decisions.

At the same time, Prince Shen slowly knelt before his father, his voice filled with self-blame and sadness: "All of this is because of my incompetence and the harm it has done to my entire family. From now on, I swear that no matter what the cost, I will find my sister's real body."

After sensing the immense emotional turmoil of the child beside him, Duke Anguo immediately regained his composure and tried to comfort his deeply traumatized son: "The blame cannot be entirely placed on you alone. After all, this incident happened a long time ago."

The two finally reached a consensus, which was to go home and discuss the next plan.

The prefect who witnessed this scene was still in shock and stood there for a long time without moving.

The whole incident unfolded so quickly that he could hardly keep up.

"You actually chose to believe what this father and son said without even checking?"

The advisor standing nearby was also puzzled by this and suggested, "Why don't we go find Prince Xuan again?"

Since there was no better solution, the prefect had to send someone to the royal cemetery far outside the city to inform Prince Xuan of the latest news.

Considering that it takes at least three or four days to travel from the capital to the mausoleum and back, any accidents may happen during this period.

During this process, someone leaked the relevant information in advance, causing the incident to spread rapidly throughout the streets and alleys of the capital city as if it had wings.

People began to talk about it, and some even openly discussed the story that King Xuan might have married a woman with a false identity.

When King Xuan learned about this, a raging fire suddenly burned in his heart.

Afterwards, he rushed to the Jingzhao government office as quickly as possible. After learning all the details of the whole incident, he became even more furious.

At this moment, he was already very sure that Shen Luoxi was not the real daughter of Duke Anguo.

"How should this matter end?"

King Xuan asked angrily.

Furious, Prince Xuan returned to the palace, kicked open the door, and stormed into the Buddhist temple, demanding, "What a bold lunatic! How dare you impersonate someone else and deceive everyone!"

His angry voice made the entire Buddhist hall seem to tremble.

Shen Luoxi was in confinement after giving birth and was lying on the bed with a pale face.

She was very confused by Prince Xuan's sudden anger, and didn't know what she had done to anger this high and mighty prince.

"If your Highness has anything to say, please speak frankly. As the daughter of the Anguo Justice Chamber, I am not someone you can casually slander."

Although she had doubts, she still maintained some composure and dignity.

"Haha, do you really think you are the flesh and blood of Duke Anguo? What about Yang Lulu?"

King Xuan's gaze was as cold as ice, making her shiver.

Hearing this, Shen Luoxi's face suddenly became paler and her lips trembled constantly.

She had lived as Yang Lulu for seventeen years in that small village full of poverty and suffering.

Her father was a notorious gambler who suddenly sold her to a mysterious man one day.

The man told her that she was actually the long-lost daughter of the Duke of Anguo.

When she actually stepped into this magnificent mansion and looked at the luxurious residence and the endless stream of servants in front of her, Shen Luoxi was completely convinced.

She believed that she was the real daughter of Duke Anguo, and this belief became even stronger when she discovered that her appearance was somewhat similar to that of Mrs. Kang.

Could it be that the mysterious man was just taking advantage of her?

Is she still the daughter of that dirty gambling addict?