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"Cough, cough, cough!"

Jiang Zihan started coughing uncontrollably, perhaps because he choked on the medicine.

She quickly stepped back, took out the antidote and took it herself. Because she moved too quickly, she almost got herself choked, and her coughing became even more violent.

She had never failed to administer drugs, and she didn't notice Jiang Wansang taking action. Why did these drugs backfire on her?

Jiang Zihan looked up at Jiang Wansang in shock, and met the other person's eyes with a hint of pity.

It seemed as if he was regretting that the drugs didn't kill her.

Jiang Zihan, who guessed what she was thinking, became even more annoyed, but she was smart enough not to rush forward.

She could feel during the fight just now that she was no match for Jiang Wansang.

So she stood there, pointing her finger at Jiang Wansang and demanding, "You're not Jiang Wansang. She's weak and incompetent, and she doesn't have your skills!"

Hearing this, many people gasped and looked at Jiang Wansang.

In the past, Jiang Wansang rarely went out, and outsiders didn’t know what her personality was like, but everyone who lived in the same house knew it well.

Today's performance is indeed not like Jiang Wansang.

Could it be that this person is really a fake?

Before Jiang Wansang came back, she guessed that Jiang Zihan would say this, so she borrowed two people from Pei Zhanzhou.

It’s just that the usefulness of these two people has not yet been demonstrated!

Jiang Wansang remained calm. "People's personalities change. You say I'm fake. Where's the evidence?"

Whoever makes the claim must provide evidence. Since you say she is a fake, then produce the evidence.

Jiang Zihan paused.

If she had evidence, she would give it to her parents as soon as she returned home.

Jiang Zihan suddenly thought of something and looked at Jiang Mingzhi, who was lying nearby, with joy. "Cousin, you and Jiang Wansang grew up together, so you must be able to tell that she's fake!"

Jiang Mingzhi's purpose in coming here today was to cause trouble for Jiang Wansang, so after hearing this, he nodded without hesitation, "Yes, I can see that."

He said that he felt something was wrong with Jiang Wansang now, and it turned out that she was a fake.

This impostor had injured him twice in a row, almost cost him his life, and even wanted to kill him. He would never let her off!

Jiang Mingzhi just wanted to quickly incriminate the imposter and capture him for revenge, so he didn't wait for anyone to ask before directly stating what he believed to be the evidence. "The real Jiang Wansang had a fingernail-sized crescent scar on her right shoulder. The reason for her injury is only known to the two of us; not even her personal maid and servant knew."

"If you are really Jiang Wansang, tell us the reason for your injury!"

Everyone's eyes turned to Jiang Wansang's right shoulder, even herself.

There was indeed a crescent-shaped scar on the right shoulder of this body, and the reason was indeed known only to the original owner and Jiang Mingzhi.

Jiang Wansang's lips curled up slightly.

During the fight just now, Jiang Zihan cut her clothes in several places, one of which was right above her arm.

She raised her hand and tore open the broken wound, revealing the small scar on her right shoulder.

"Is this what my cousin is talking about?"

She didn't need him to ask, and said directly, "This is from when I was a kid. My cousin wanted to climb over the wall to go out and play, so he forced me to lie on the ground to be your stepping stone. But you kicked me and I fell to the ground, and my right shoulder hit the stone and it's here."

Although she had a smile on her face, it was a little cold. "At that time, my cousin was afraid that I would be discovered sneaking out of the house, so he warned me not to tell anyone, otherwise he would complain and say that I was the one who took you away. Cousin, am I right?"

Originally, the injury was not very serious and would not leave a scar if a slightly better ointment was used. However, the original owner knew very well that no one in the entire prime minister's mansion would believe her, and she happened to be punished by Old Lady Jiang to copy books for "impoliteness" those days.

The original owner was afraid of being punished more severely, so he didn't even dare to tell Zhe Liu. He secretly washed the wound with clean water every day and copied books with the wound. He almost got infected, which left a scar.

Jiang Mingzhi was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that she actually knew about this and could explain it so clearly.

Seeing his expression, Jiang Zihan knew that Jiang Wansang was right, and his expression was not very good.

This Jiang Wansang is obviously fake, she just doesn't believe that she can't find evidence!

"Let me see your scars."

She wanted to see whether the scar was an old one or just a disguise!

Jiang Zihan was also cautious. He knew that Jiang Wansang's skills were better than his own, so even when he was walking towards Jiang Wansang, he did not retract the dagger in his hand, and was always on guard against the other party's attack.

But until she came closer, Jiang Wansang still didn't make a move. He even grabbed her arm with his other hand, but she still didn't resist. The only difference was that the smile on her face was a little strange.

Jiang Zihan didn't notice this and carefully observed the scar on Jiang Wansang's shoulder.

It was not completely dark yet, and there were many lanterns and candles in the yard, so Jiang Zihan could see clearly easily.

The more I looked at her, the uglier her expression became.

Although her medical skills were not the best among all her fellow disciples, it was not difficult for her to examine a small scar.

She even rubbed the scar with her fingers, but still couldn't see anything wrong.

Could it be... that this is really Jiang Wansang?

Jiang Wansang admired the hesitation and cracks on her face from a close distance, and the smile on the corners of his mouth became more and more strange.

After playing with Jiang Zihan for a long time, it was her turn to make trouble next.

Jiang Wansang was about to open her mouth when she heard Jiang Gaoyuan say in a deep voice, "Han'er, that's enough."

Everyone looked over and heard Jiang Gaoyuan say, "I watched Wansang grow up. As her father, how could I not recognize whether she was real or fake?"

He had a smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with indescribable tenderness as he looked at Jiang Wansang. "I'm honored to have saved the Imperial Master. It's a great honor. It's normal for me to act like a child and act out a little. Wansang, come here and let me take a look. Are you hurt?"

Seeing this kind fatherly look, Jiang Wansang wanted to applaud him.

She knew exactly what this old fox was up to!

If she was fake, why didn't he stop Jiang Zihan when he pointed her out just now, but now he pretends to accept her as his daughter, just to give her a slap in the face and give her a candy, and let him hold her handle with him.

If she were real, the original owner, who had never received love from her parents and was only interested in gaining recognition, would have probably passed away with red eyes by now.

So, no matter whether she is real or fake, it is not a loss for Jiang Gaoyuan.

But Jiang Zihan couldn't guess what Jiang Gaoyuan was thinking, and was still shocked why he looked so concerned about this bastard of unknown origin.

Even towards her, Dad had never shown such kindness!

Jiang Zihan's hands gradually clenched, as if he had forgotten that he was still holding Jiang Wansang's arm.

Jiang Wansang lowered his eyes to glance at her, but didn't shake her hand off. He just spoke slowly, "Sister has been making a fuss for so long, now it's my turn, right?"