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Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuyue couldn't help but curse inwardly.

As expected, Song Jinglan is not so easy to fool!

However, just the hands alone don't prove anything.

"That's natural."

Jiang Yuyue did not deny it, but smiled and agreed, "For a doctor, the hands are the most precious thing. Whether it is taking a pulse or applying acupuncture, the strength of the hands must be carefully controlled."

"Therefore, I have taken great care of my hands since I started studying medicine. Now that I have received praise from the general, I will take it as a testament to my good care."

Upon hearing this, Song Jinglan remained silent for a moment, then simply hummed in response. Jiang Yuyue had already finished bandaging his wounds and breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that the task was finally completed.

Just as she was about to turn and leave, Jiang Qimo came running over, "Father! Grandfather said you should go and help after you finish bandaging the general!"

Seeing this, Jiang Yuyue quickly responded and pulled Jiang Qimo away from Song Jinglan. Song Jinglan's gaze fell on the child beside her, and he estimated the child's age and asked casually.

"Kid, what's your name?"

These words sent a chill down Jiang Yuyue's spine. She gripped Jiang Qimo's hand even tighter. She had never anticipated running into Song Jinglan on this trip, and therefore hadn't told Xiaomo beforehand not to reveal her real name. Now, if Xiaomo accidentally said it...

Then everything would be over.

When Jiang Qimo was questioned by Song Jinglan, his dark eyes darted around, and he answered unexpectedly loudly.

"My name is Dazhuang! Jiang Dazhuang!"

Jiang Feili, who had been standing behind Song Jinglan without saying a word, couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this.

"Your child is so cute and adorable, how could you have given him such a name?"

Seeing that Xiao Mo hadn't given anything away, Jiang Yuyue finally relaxed and turned around to explain with a smile.

“My wife was frail and died young, and this child was born unhealthy as well. The blind fortune teller said that he should be given a humble name so that the child can be raised well. I hope you two will forgive my ignorance.”

Song Jinglan frowned, seemingly still harboring suspicions. "Jiang Dazhuang? Aren't you surnamed He? How come your son has the surname Jiang?"

Seeing Song Jinglan relentlessly pursuing her, Jiang Yuyue felt impatient but still explained in detail, "I have become an adopted son of the Jiang family, so naturally I should take the Jiang family name. However, Madam Jiang is grateful for the hardship of my parents' early death, so she allowed me to keep my original name. As for my son, I let him take the Jiang surname."

No sooner had Jiang Yuyue finished speaking than Shen Congshan called out again, "Wu'er!"

"coming!"

Jiang Yuyue quickly agreed. She really didn't want to face Song Jinglan anymore, so she took Jiang Qimo's hand and hurriedly headed towards her maternal grandfather's side.

As Jiang Feili watched the "father and son" leave, he clicked his tongue softly and said, "You seem to care a lot about this father and son?"

At this point, Jiang Feili crossed her arms and looked at him with great interest. "Over the years, you have refused to take in a single concubine in your harem. You have rejected all the memorials from ministers requesting that you take in concubines. This He Wu is quite handsome, but you questioned him so much today. Could it be that you have become so celibate over the years that you have developed some homosexual desires?"

Song Jinglan's gaze, tinged with a chill, silenced Jiang Feili's grin, while his emotionless eyes seemed to drift towards Jiang Qimo not far away.

“Mo’er… is about this age now.”

Seeing Song Jinglan bring up the matter again, Jiang Feili shook his head helplessly. "How many years has it been? You're still thinking about that woman? If you ask me, you should give up by now. Even if that woman really didn't die, your secret guards have been investigating for so many years without finding a clue. I'm afraid they really can't find her. You have to look forward. You should wake up."

Song Jinglan did not answer, but stood up and put on his outer robe. Seeing that he did not speak, Jiang Feili continued to chatter on and on behind him.

“Even that woman’s maternal grandfather had to come and give you special attention. It’s one thing if you don’t trust the imperial physicians in the palace, but you didn’t even want me to treat your injuries, and you insisted on making this trip across half of Shuozhou City…”

While helping Shen Congshan, Jiang Yuyue kept glancing at Song Jinglan out of the corner of her eye. Only when she saw him finally get up and leave Guangyi Hall did Jiang Yuyue breathe a sigh of relief.

Hopefully he didn't discover anything.

After the refugee's injuries were treated, Jiang Yuyue finally had a moment to herself. After washing her hands, she searched around the yard and finally found Jiang Qimo squatting in the corner watching ants.

Looking at the child's focused expression, like a little adult, Jiang Yuyue smiled affectionately. However, thinking about the dangerous scene just now, she felt extremely regretful.

Knowing full well that she might run into Song Jinglan, she still took Xiao Mo to Shuozhou out of kindness. Perhaps she was just unlucky to run into him right away. Although Song Jinglan didn't seem to have noticed anything yet, Jiang Yuyue knew that he had a keen intuition. Once he realized what was going on, things would probably be very bad.

But she can't leave immediately. Not to mention the matter of giving alms, her maternal grandfather will probably stay here for a while longer. And if she really rushes back to Jinling, it will probably arouse Song Jinglan's suspicion.

Thinking about all this, Jiang Yuyue felt an immense headache. She sighed and then knelt down in front of Jiang Qimo.

"Mo'er."

Jiang Yuyue lowered her voice and said very seriously, "That general who kept asking us questions, if you see him again later, be sure to stay away from him and don't talk to him, understand?"

"why?"

Jiang Qimo tilted his head, and Jiang Yuyue was about to make up a few words when his next sentence surprised her.

"Is it because he is Mo'er's father?"

After a moment of stunned silence, Jiang Yuyue smiled helplessly. Her Xiao Mo had always been clever. Although he had changed his appearance with the disguise cream, his real appearance was still too similar to Song Jinglan's.

He probably had this guess the moment he saw Song Jinglan, since there was no other reason to explain why he looked so much like that unfamiliar general, except that they were father and son.

It seems that he lied about being called Jiang Dazhuang because he had already realized this.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuyue no longer wanted to hide it, and nodded quite solemnly, "Yes, Mo'er is right, that person is your real father."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise immediately appeared in Jiang Qimo's eyes, but Jiang Yuyue's next words poured cold water on his enthusiasm.

"Ke Mo'er, you can't let your father find out that you are his child."