How can I find out if Qiu is my biological mother at 49?

  With a twisted face, enduring the scorching pain on her face, Bai Xinzhen hung her head, staring motionlessly at the ground. She really wanted to lift her face, but she was afraid that as soon as she raised her head, her emotions would be revealed.

  As for this mother-in-law, from the first day of her marriage, she had not a bit of affection and kindness, now in order to maintain her own face and prestige, she actually took it out on her.

  Is her grandmother's, she is so easy to bully?!

  Her heart was struggling, angry, and enduring in silence. No one knew how much strength she used to hold back from kicking the vicious and cruel noblewoman in front of her!

  She has taken note of this debt with a clear conscience!

  She doesn't care if it's her mother-in-law or her own mother, as long as they're not objects, she wants them all back!

  Does she think she wants to live in this place? Does she think she wants to spend her days like this?

  All this is caused by that stinky man!

  Covering her face, she gritted her teeth and slowly got up from the ground, ignoring the onlookers' mocking gazes, and walked past Qiu Shi who was about to leave.

  Suddenly a pair of black boots appeared in front of her eyes, and before she could lift her head, she fell into a familiar embrace.

  "Mother, what did I do to make you so angry?" His large hand stroked the woman's reddened cheek, her suppressed expression only he could see, and his heart ached as he looked at Qiu Shi's black eyes with a hint of coldness.

  He wants an explanation!

  "Your Highness, don't blame the old madam——" Li Rong couldn't help but speak up for Qiu Shi, who was watching the commotion with great interest. However, as soon as she opened her mouth, she was glared at by the man's extremely cold gaze, which made her tremble. But in order to defend herself, she had to continue speaking while facing that terrifying gaze, pointing at Xue Ying: "This whole thing started because of her! I brought Xiaofeng here today to visit Princess Wang and see if there was anything we could help with. Who knew that servant girl would speak out of turn and try to surpass me? Xiaofeng just spoke up for me once, but she was brutally murdered by that servant girl, even being dismembered... Your Highness, please do justice for me!"

  As she spoke, Lirong suddenly knelt down on the ground and burst into tears, filled with both grievance and sorrow.

  "Who allowed you to come here? I have instructed Blood Shadow not to allow anyone to disturb the princess without permission. If there is anyone who dares to be presumptuous, they will be killed first and reported later." Looking at the kneeling woman with a pitiful expression, Yan Mo's eyes became even colder, his low voice sending chills down people's spines.

  "Son, you...!" Qiu Shi couldn't believe it, staring at his son with wide eyes while pointing at the woman in his son's arms. "For a useless thing like her, you actually gave such an order?!"

  Did she underestimate this fool too much?

  She thought her son was protecting this fool just out of pity, but now it seems that it's not just pity...

  "Mother." Yan Mo's words were met with the anger of the Qiu family, her thin lips slightly opening, her tone even colder, "She is the son's wife, your daughter-in-law, please refrain from using foul language!"

  Qiu's eyebrows furrowed deeper in an instant: "How dare you! Does your mother mean nothing to you, compared to this useless woman?"

  He had never seen his son stand up for anyone, not even her, and she had never received any support from him. Unexpectedly, today he actually publicly criticized her for a useless thing!

  She really underestimated the position of that trash in his heart!

  Yan Mo's eyes narrowed as he gazed coldly at his mother, who had always made him feel like a stranger. In a low, measured tone, he said: "A daughter-in-law's disobedience is her fault, but if the mother is not kind, she cannot expect to be respected. I dare ask, Mother, did my wife speak out of turn and offend you, or did she behave improperly and commit an offense against you?"

  "You——" Qiu's anger grew even greater, but for a moment he couldn't find words to retort.

  She indeed impulsively hit that woman just now.

  Isn't she just a woman?

  "Mother, regardless of who is to blame for today's events, I will say this again: without my permission, no one is allowed to disturb Ran'er. If anyone dares to do so, I will personally take care of their punishment. And if there are those who intentionally stir up trouble, I will not let them live!"

  He picked up the woman in his arms and turned around, taking a step back. He said to Madam Qiu again, "The Blood Shadow is the golden guard given by the Emperor to his son, with the imperial seal in hand. I advise my mother to stay away from her, otherwise, if anything happens, I will be powerless. I hope my mother will think thrice before acting...I've said it before, Ran'er doesn't like to interact with people, and she's already so pitiful. If someone tries to do something to her and it gets out, that person won't have a good reputation either. Mother, don't you agree?"

  He lifted his foot and strode out of everyone's sight.

  A crowd of people stood still, looking at each other in dismay.

  The king has never treated the old lady like this before! Even if the mother and son didn't get along, he had never been so sternly and coldly accusatory towards the old lady...

  Qiu's eyes were wide with rage as she stared at the back of her son leaving, a breath caught in her throat that nearly choked her to death.

  Is he going crazy?!

  For that good-for-nothing person, her own son whom she had raised with great difficulty actually dared to warn and scold her, word by word, sentence by sentence, just for the sake of defending that good-for-nothing person.

  "Old Madam..." Qiu Shi stumbled and her personal maid quickly rushed over to support her.

  The blood shadow's expressionless face swept a glance over the crowd, lifted his foot, and left with a chill.

  Bedroom

  Bai Xinzhen never uttered a word, even when Yan Mo took off her clothes and put her in the bathtub to wash away the dirt on her body. She kept her head down, not making a sound.

  What's up? What's good to say?

  Is it pointing at the other person's nose and scolding their mother severely?

  Yes, she was very grateful for his maintenance of her, but what could this maintenance bring to her?

  A quiet life?

  If she really needs such a life, she can fight for it herself. Why should she accept his protection?

  "But it hurts?" The big hand gently stroked her bruised cheek, and Yan Mo felt a pang of heartache for her. He had never seen her so silent before, as if there was a thick barrier that blocked her out, making him feel like she was very far away from him, so far that he felt an inexplicable unease in his heart.

  Lowering her head, Bai Xin's eyes fluttered. A moment later, she raised her head, a calmness in her eyes: "Wang Ye, let's part ways?"

  Mo Yan's whole body shook, and Jun's face suddenly darkened. The woman in front of him had a strange expression, even surrounded by a kind of indifference, her clear eyes were filled with estrangement and seriousness, for such a long time in contact with her, he had never seen her so solemn before.

  "Don't even think about it!" He couldn't help but let out a low growl, lowering his head to seal her red lips shut.

  She closed her eyes, didn't struggle, and let him kiss her wildly.

  Until he felt her breathing was not smooth, Yan Mo Yu only let her go, against her forehead, his gloomy eyes had a certain determination: "Ran Er, we are husband and wife, we have gone through the ceremony, we have consummated our marriage, do you think all these are fake?"

  "But your mother seems to have no tolerance for me."

  "Is it just because of your mother that you're going to dismiss me so easily?" His deep eyes emitted anger, lifting her chin up and staring tightly at her face.

  Ignoring his compelling gaze, Bai Xincheng slightly turned her head, looking at a spot in the void, and suddenly hooked up a sneer at the corner of her mouth:

  "What's the point of forcing me like this?"

  She slammed her fist on the desk, her face stern, and gritted her teeth: "Then dare you say you don't have any feelings for me?!"

  Facing his black eyes filled with anger, Bai Xing thought of pushing him away, but he was pressed down by his shoulders: "These days, how have I been to you? Can't you feel it? Tell me, what else do I need to do for you to think it's the best?"

  "I didn't ask you to do anything for me!"

  Upon hearing this, Yan Mo gritted his teeth in anger, wishing he could bite the woman in front of him to death. It was precisely because of her lack of desires and expectations that he felt stifled. She looked easy-going, but only he knew that she was not easy to serve. Her heart was like a frozen lake, even if you threw stones at it, there wouldn't be any ripples.

  Looking at his ferocious appearance, Bai Xintong let out a sigh and said in a soft voice: "I don't want to quarrel with you, can I just calm down for a bit?"

  These days, she never really thought about her future life. She always used the ostrich mentality to protect herself, thinking it was the safest way. But today's slap in the face made her realize that she had oversimplified everything. She wasn't a selfish person, and she wouldn't force a man to choose between his wife and mother. At the very least, she wanted dignity. If for the sake of her so-called mother-in-law, she couldn't even keep her own dignity, then she would only feel like she was debasing herself.

  When it comes together, it's called a family; when it doesn't come together, it disperses. If a family can't even respect each other at the most basic level, what qualifies them to be called a family?

  There are still several decades of life, if she wants to compromise all the time, she will definitely not be able to do it. Don't think that just because he is her mother-in-law, she can tolerate everything. She is not a feudal ancient woman who thinks that husbands are great and filial piety is heaven. In her view of life, these are all nonsense!

  In her past life, she had no parents since childhood. In this life, her father is not affectionate and her mother passed away early. The so-called family ties can be said to be poisonous, making people feel like their intestines are being burned, and the pain is unbearable. Is it necessary for her to follow filial piety and accept these so-called relatives?

  With the same logic, such an unreasonable mother-in-law, scolding her as a waste of resources at every turn, even slapping her in the face and saying unpleasant words. What did she owe her that she had to suffer such treatment and humiliation?

  In her emotional world, there is no existence of affection, the two words 'reason and emotion', she only has 'reason' without 'emotion'.

  This man is good to her, she can only be grateful to this man, but she cannot tolerate the people and things around him for his sake.

  The clarity and determination in her eyes made Yan Mo's heart ache with a sharp pain.

  She was indifferent to the Bai family, he wasn't oblivious to it, on the contrary, he also supported her, as long as someone bullied her, he wouldn't let them off.

  Nowadays, the person bullying her is none other than her own mother...

  "Dye, the one who will spend a lifetime with you is me, not someone else." He wanted her to know that this was between the two of them, and had nothing to do with anyone else. Even if it were his mother, she couldn't stop him from tying her heart down.

  She buried her naked body in the water, Bai Xin turned over and faced away from him, without saying a word.

  If marriage is really just between two people, why are there so many divorces due to family discord in modern times?

  Looking at her back, Yan Mo took a deep breath and felt the water temperature start to cool down. He lifted her out of the water, wrapped her in a clean white towel, wiped away the water stains, and then tucked her into the quilt. From the trunk, he found her clothes and dressed her up one piece at a time.

  Throughout the entire process, facing her seductive body, there wasn't a hint of lust in his eyes, only heartache.

  He didn't know what to say to make her forget the humiliation she suffered today, his mother's behavior was indeed unacceptable, but he couldn't get it back for her either...

  He thought, perhaps it's time to clean up the backyard of Cheng Wang Fu!

  Bai Xin was like a self-closed door, and for three whole days, she didn't come out.

  In the past three days, I have put off many things and even did not attend the morning court for two days. Almost everyone in the palace knows that the king has done almost nothing these days and has been inseparable from the queen.

  And so the rumor began to spread.

  Some people say that Princess Cheng was beaten by her mother-in-law until she was covered in scars, originally a fool, now half-paralyzed.

  Some people say that the Crown Princess is not only deaf and mute, but also has a mental illness. Because of her condition, she hasn't left the palace for several days, with someone by her side at all times.

  Some people say that Princess Cheng killed someone, and Prince Cheng is afraid she will kill more innocent people, so he personally teaches her in the mansion...

  There are many various speculations, but no matter how they speculate or spread rumors, there is one common point - the king cares about this newly married queen. Even if she's deaf and mute, even if she has a mental illness, even if she's an idiot...

  In the main hall of the Wang's mansion

  The woman sat leaning on a beautiful couch, with a cold face and a glance at the mouth, her eyes extremely dissatisfied staring at the man's side face.

  He actually stuck to her side for three whole days!

  Didn't go out in the morning, didn't go to the study either. Even if I read books, it's just letting others move all the books into my room...

  Is he done yet?

  She knew he was waiting for her to vent her grievances, those resentments, those angers, and those injustices.

  Noticing the woman's gaze on him, the man who had also been silent for several days secretly let out a sigh of relief, put down the book in his hand, turned around and picked her up horizontally to place her on his lap, looked at her expressionless face with his eyes cast down and sighed softly: "After all, what can I do as your husband to dispel this anger?"

  Everyone says that newlyweds are like glue, but they are indeed like glue. However, it's only been a few days since their wedding, and he's already being neglected and despised by his wife. Is there a more pitiful husband than him?

  Bai Xin's face turned red as she opened the door, and she was still angry in her heart. However, after these few days of him following her every step, more than half of her anger had dissipated. She just wanted to know what he could do for her.

  Of course, she also knew that it was impossible for him to go and beat up his own mother.

  These days, his patience, his meticulousness, and his sincerity have all been seen by her, remembered in her heart, but she really doesn't know how to face him.

  The man couldn't help but glance at him and said, "I'm not made of air."

  Upon hearing this, Yan Mo's mouth twitched and she lowered her head, pulling her ear to his mouth and whispering, "You've been angry for three days now, shouldn't you let it go?"

  "Don't be angry anymore, okay?" He patted her small face, his thin lips covering her red lips. "I promise you, I won't let you suffer any harm or grievance from now on. Can you believe me?"

  "No way!"

  She slightly lowered her eyelids, and a loud slap landed on her buttocks: "You're asking for it!"

  "You dare hit me again?!" Bai Xincheng rubbed his buttocks and glared at him angrily.

  He was so angry that he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. He really wanted to beat her up, but if he did, he estimated that this woman would be angry for the rest of her life.

  He pressed her down on the beauty couch and did what he hadn't done in three days - kissed her.

  A kiss, gently falling, deeply entwining her, domineeringly savoring her flavor, the sound of their gasping for breath, exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

  She shed all the trivialities on her body, with a head of black hair cascading down her fair and tender skin, the contrast between black and white was sensual and tantalizing.

  When all the water flows into a ditch, dry firewood burns fiercely and cannot be extinguished at once.

  Afterwards, Bai Xinzhen still didn't understand how she had submitted to him. She only knew that he was extremely wild, so wild that her voice was fragmented and disjointed, and she couldn't even manage to utter a complete plea for mercy.

  He repeatedly pressed against her, kissed her, and pushed her towards that beautiful peak.

  Although she didn't deliberately cater to it, she enjoyed it particularly, although the process was also painful, but it was fulfilling enough to make her want to indulge...

  。。。。。。

  The next day

  Having comforted the little stray cat at home, Yan Mo finally felt at ease and went to attend the morning court session.

  Because of the leave for the past two days, after breakfast, I was summoned by Xia Gao to the imperial study.

  "What is it that requires Your Highness to take care of personally?" Xia Gao asked with concern, sitting on the dragon chair as usual. Over the years, Cheng Wang had handled affairs very steadily, slightly better than the Crown Prince. But in recent days, he suddenly took a leave without reason, which was indeed unusual.

  Perhaps because he was often asked about the affairs of his own mansion, Yan Mo also didn't show any surprise, and calmly replied: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. Everything in my mansion is fine. However, my wife has been feeling unwell lately, so I had no choice but to take leave and stay at home to care for her."

  Upon hearing this, Emperor Xian's expression changed and he furrowed his brow: "Is the situation with the White family improving? Should I send an imperial physician to help with treatment?"

  "Thank Your Majesty for your concern, I am no longer seriously ill."

  "What about your mother? The White family is so pitiful, did your mother say anything?"

  "The emperor, my mother manages the entire Cheng Wang Fu on my behalf, and she is quite tired every day. My wife is ill, I don't dare disturb my mother, let alone as a son-in-law, how can I let her take care of it?"

  Xia Gao Yi suddenly became displeased upon hearing this: "It's said that a mother-in-law should be kind and the daughter-in-law should be filial, but naturally the mother-in-law should show concern if the daughter-in-law is ill. Moreover, since Bai Shi has been kind to you, she is already a pitiful person, so it's not right for her to treat Bai Shi like an ordinary daughter-in-law."

  It's not hard to hear that Xia Gao's words are full of obvious dissatisfaction with Qiu Shi.

  Even Wen Mo was somewhat surprised. Who would teach others to let their mother-in-law serve their daughter-in-law?

  The old man, Dequan, who was standing aside with his head bowed and eyes downcast, almost burst out laughing. Not only did the Emperor love his son dearly, but he also loved his daughter-in-law just as much; in ordinary families, it was usually the case that a daughter-in-law showed respect to her mother-in-law, not the other way around.

  Noticing Dequan sneaking a smile, Xia Gao gave him an unpleasant glare. What's so funny? Others don't understand, does he not understand either?

  Qiu's family is really too much! I heard that her daughter-in-law's illness this time was caused by her.

  Although he had never seen her, after all, she was his daughter-in-law. How could a woman like Qiu dare to be dissatisfied with his daughter-in-law and even hit her? It's simply that she didn't put him in her eyes!

  Normally, she was strict with her own son, and he thought she was just seriously teaching him. But now, treating a weak woman like this is really heartless. It's really unbearable to watch!

  He pursed his lips tightly. It would be more accurate to say that he was in a complicated mood at the moment, rather than saying he disagreed with Xia Gao's point of view.

  Looking at him suddenly falling silent, Xia Yan thought he was worried about his wife, so he continued to say: "Your mother has not entered the palace for a long time, and the empress is also very nostalgic for her. When you have time, let her go to the palace more often, accompany the empress and chat with her."

  He also took the opportunity to teach that Qiu family a lesson, so they would be more restrained in the future! Don't think that the imperial family's people are not a big deal!

  Yan Mo nodded: "I've taken note of it, when I return home, I will definitely tell Mother."

  Xia Gaoshou nodded his head.

  Standing in front of the dragon case, Yan Mo didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave. His deep eyes suddenly dimmed for some reason and looked at Xia Gao: "Your Majesty, I have something unclear and want to ask Your Majesty for an answer."

  Xia raised an eyebrow: "If there's anything unclear, just say it."

  "Your Majesty, I wanted to ask if you and my mother were old acquaintances back then?"

  Upon hearing this, Xia Gao suddenly straightened his back and his stern gaze became tense: "What do you mean by these words?"

  He cast his gaze into the eyes, and with a subtle movement, he clenched his fist in his sleeve, yet his face remained extremely calm as he said: "When I was young, I obtained a painting. After my identification, this painting should be Your Majesty's calligraphy treasure. However, I don't know why Your Majesty's calligraphy treasure would appear in the Cheng Wang Fu..." He paused for a moment before continuing in a low and meaningful tone, "And that peach blossom, I also deeply adore."

  Suddenly, Xia Gao's whole body stiffened. "You... you're saying that painting is in your hands?"

  Peach blossoms... He had only painted one painting with peach blossoms in his life, and that was the one he specially painted for his daughter!

  Still remember that year, he went out on a tour and met the woman who hurt him for life in that peach blossom sea...

  Her beauty and gentleness deeply captivated him, but her stubbornness and willfulness brought him immense pain...

  "Ahem..." Seeing Xia Gao's emotional outburst, Dequan couldn't help but clear his throat.

  Yan Mo saw the expressions of both people and couldn't help but frown slightly, her hand in her sleeve clenched tighter.

  He can already determine that the painting is indeed painted by the Emperor! Although he only mentioned peach blossoms in the painting, judging from the Emperor's reaction, he must know that there is someone else in the painting. Why is he so agitated? Is it because of the woman in the painting?

  But isn't the woman in the painting at Cheng Wang's mansion?

  Something flashed through his mind, and he narrowed his eyes, suddenly widening them. Could it be...

  "Your Majesty, I remembered that there is still something important for me to attend to in the mansion, so I will take my leave and return now." He thought, perhaps he had already found the answer!

  Looking at his son who hastily left, Xia Gao finally came back to himself, looking at Dequan beside him with some confusion: "Dequan, tell me, did Cheng Wang discover something?" He knew he had been a bit too extreme just now, but he hadn't said anything, so why did Cheng Wang leave without even wanting an answer?

  Dequan sighed and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is already quite grown up. There are some things he will inevitably find out about sooner or later."

  Xia Gao furrowed his brow, somewhat remorseful: "It's all my fault, earlier when I heard about that painting, I lost control a bit, sigh..."

  "Your Majesty." Dequan also couldn't help but let out a sigh, "Cheng Wang must have his suspicions now. With Cheng Wang's intelligence, I think this matter won't be hidden for long."

  Xia Gaoyan's eyes welled up with a hint of pain: "I also know that this matter cannot be hidden from him for a lifetime, I too want to hear him call me Father Emperor, but will he accept such a thing?"

  Dequan remained silent and did not speak.

  After a long while, he suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Your Majesty, what about the Qiu family...?"

  "Hmph!" Xia Gao suddenly slammed his fist on the dragon case, a hint of severity floating in his eyes. "That Qiu Shi thinks she's clever, constantly playing tricks behind my back, thinking I don't know? She wants to control Cheng Wang, it's simply absurd! I tolerate her staying in Cheng Wang Fu only because I want Cheng Wang to receive motherly love, but she not only doesn't show love, instead, she's always calculating against Cheng Wang. Such a heartless woman, I really wish I could immediately issue an edict to have her beheaded!"

  "Your Majesty, please calm down." Dequan hastily spoke to comfort him, "No matter how the Qiu family plots and schemes, Cheng Wang is not someone they can control. The most urgent task now is to warn the Qiu family and make them see their own identity clearly."

  Xia Gao nodded: "What you said is true. Now that Qiu Shi dominates the Imperial Palace, I should indeed give her some warning."

  。。。。。。

  Returning to Cheng Wang Fu, Yan Mo Yu immediately locked himself in the study.

  Bai Xincheng didn't think it was strange that he had been staying in the study all along, but when night fell, and also heard from Xueying that someone hadn't eaten or drunk anything since morning to evening, Bai Xincheng only then realized that something seemed off.

  How busy is this?

  Ran Xueying carried the lantern and the two of them went to the study.

  Yin Du Shou stood outside the door, seeing the two masters and servants approaching, he bowed to Bai Xin Ran with a fist, perhaps knowing she couldn't hear, so he didn't make a sound. He simply raised his head, stretched out his arm and blocked Blood Shadow outside the door——

  "The study is a forbidden area, no one except Grandfather and the Queen can enter."

  Bai Xinzhen looked at the proud demeanor that Xueying had put on, and his mouth twitched slightly before he lowered his head and pushed open the door to the study, walking straight in and leaving the two of them outside.

  In the study, the man sat in a reclining chair, leaning back against the backrest, slightly tilting his head, revealing his prominent and sexy Adam's apple. On his cold face, his eyes were closed, seemingly calm, but his tightly furrowed eyebrows betrayed his emotions.

  Is he in pain? Or is something bothering him?

  As she walked over, she put her hand on his shoulder and teased: "One day without seeing you, how can you be so lifeless? You came back without saying a word, are you planning to starve yourself into becoming an immortal?"

  He opened his eyes, and with a swift motion, he grabbed her hand and pulled her onto his lap. His arm naturally wrapped around her waist, and he pressed her head against his chest. He gazed down at her teasing face, not missing the concern that flickered in her eyes.

  He let out a sigh and ended up saying nothing at all.

  The bitter expression on his face made Bai Xin puzzled and incomprehensible.

  "Something on your mind?" she asked curiously.

  Mo Yan's pen paused for a moment, then nodded, and didn't plan to deceive her.

  "Let's hear it."

  He gazed at her with downcast eyes, and silently shook his head. The thoughts that had been weighing on his mind for years troubled him, but how could he bring himself to speak?

  Could he tell her that he suspected his own mother?

  Looking at his heavy face, even the good-looking eyebrows were almost knotted, Bai Xincheng fell silent for a moment, and said seriously: "Can't I say anything either?"

  She saw him still not speaking, she pushed him a bit, got up from his legs, "Then you think slowly, I'm going back to my room."

  Before she could even move her feet, her wrist was suddenly grabbed and she was pulled onto his lap.

  Bai Xin glared at him with some anger. What is this supposed to be? If you don't want to talk, then don't affect her mood!

  Ignoring her anger, Yan Mo reached out and searched under the desk for a moment. Suddenly, a scroll of painting was grasped by his slender fingers and jumped into her eyes.

  "What is this?" Seeing his slightly trembling hand, Bai Xincheng was somewhat surprised.

  "Open it and take a look." He placed the scroll in her hand.

  Bai Xin hesitated for a moment, then took it over and turned his body to face the desk. He carefully untied the red cord on the painting scroll and unfolded it on the desk with great care.

  The first thing that catches the eye is a peach blossom that blooms brightly, each tree and each branch so vivid and colorful.

  Then, below the painting, a woman appeared, with a gentle and beautiful figure, a dignified and elegant appearance, looking up at the flowers with her head raised, her eyebrows slightly raised, her expression soft and affectionate, even with a few hints of excitement, it's not hard to see her fondness for this peach blossom.

  "Is this your mother?" Bai Xincheng furrowed his brow, with a hint of incredulity in his tone. The woman's face in the painting was unmistakably that of his mother-in-law, but somehow it felt off.

  A bit like comparing life photos with art photos!

  That old woman, although also good-looking, has a too strong and severe look in her eyebrows and eyes, giving people a feeling of being strict and stingy. While the woman in this painting has gentle eyebrows and eyes, she looks like someone who is soft to the bone.

  Is it because grandma has entered menopause, so her whole person including her temperament has changed?

  He pressed his lips tightly together, saying nothing, only a pair of deep black eyes that were somewhat frightening.

  "Who painted this?" This painter is really good at painting, and can actually make such an evil woman look so gentle. The standard is really not ordinary.

  Two consecutive questions were asked, but before the man could answer, she turned back in confusion to see the man's face was deathly pale, with an inexplicable chill in his eyes.

  "What's wrong?" was something he showed her himself, she didn't ask him to, and don't give her that look like you're going to eat her up, okay? Besides, she hadn't said anything unpleasant either.

  After a moment of distraction, Mo Yu finally composed himself and asked in a low voice, "What do you think of this painting, Ran?"

  Bai Xin was puzzled, he had been sitting in the study all day today, could it be just for studying this painting?

  Then she turned her gaze back, looked at the painting seriously again, and nodded: "This painting is vividly depicted, even the subtle details are particularly vivid, giving people a sense of being on the scene. It can be seen that the painter's brushwork is exquisite and unparalleled, and he has put his heart into it."

  "Then have you found out anything?"

  Bai Xin Dye looked again carefully, "Your mother has changed a lot."

  His eyes sank, and he swept a glance at the woman with expressive eyebrows in the painting. He suddenly whispered: "Do you think that if you had grown up in the White House since childhood, would there be such a big difference between you sisters?"

  "What...?!" She stared at him with a puzzled expression, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

  It's not about painting, how did it involve her and that woman?

  But if she had lived a life of luxury from a young age, perhaps her stature wouldn't be so short and frail. Thinking about the elegant appearance of the Bai family's young mistress, she couldn't help but feel that this body was pitiful and lamentable.

  "Ran Er, do you think they are the same person?" Yan Mo Yu suddenly interrupted Bai Xiner's reverie.

  White Heart Dye Back God, puzzled: "What is the same person?"

  My gaze fell on the face of the woman in the painting.

  Looking at his expression, thinking back to what he just mentioned about her and Bai Xinbi, Bai Xincheng's eyes widened in surprise, pointing at the woman in the painting. "You can't be suspecting that the person in this painting is your mother, right?"

  What on earth happened to make him think like this?

  Yan Mo pressed her thin lips tightly together, without responding, but her deep and cold gaze made Bai Xin's heart feel a few points clearer.

  "Who painted this picture after all?" she asked again.

  "Your Majesty"

  Pfft!

  Bai Xin almost spit it out.

  The emperor has nothing better to do than eat a lot? Go paint someone else's wife!

  Wait a minute——

  The emperor painted someone else's wife, he suspected this woman was his mother...

  It seemed like she thought of something, and Bai Xindye suddenly had some dark thoughts.

  Can she say that the old lady in this painting has some kind of illicit relationship with the emperor?

  Mo quietly, Bai Xinzhen still didn't say out loud what was on his mind. After all, this kind of thing isn't something to be taken lightly!

  "Dyer, you tell me how I can know if mother is really my birth mother?"

  This painting had been with him for many years, and it had always puzzled him. He guessed that it was the emperor's brushwork, and he dared not reveal the painting, after all, this concerned his mother's reputation, and he could not let her suffer from strange looks because of his confusion.

  But if he couldn't find out the result, it was like a thorn in his heart, always piercing deep into his soul...

  Bai Xin furrowed her brow and looked at him with eyes tinged with pain: "What if you find out she's not your birth mother? What will you do then?"

  "I just want to know the answer."

  The heavy color on his face made Bai Xincheng feel piercing to the eye, and looking at him like this, she also felt suffocated in her heart.

  She nodded silently: "I can help you!"

  Although the son suspects his mother, it sounds like a great blasphemy, but what is blasphemy to her? Sometimes family relationships are not even comparable to farting. Mothers have greatness, but not every mother is as great as a mountain. If every mother loved their own flesh and blood, would she have been abandoned at the orphanage door in her previous life?

  Since he wanted an answer, she would help him. Although the objects of her autopsies in the past were all dead people, some methods are not only applicable to dead people. As long as it's a human being, they can be implemented.

  。。。。。。

  The next day

  Just after breakfast, Mrs. Qiu was about to take a stroll in the garden when suddenly a maid came to report that Wang Ye had brought Wang Fei to pay their respects to her.

  Qiu's expression was slightly surprised. After all, the events of the past few days had made things somewhat unpleasant for the mother and son, and her son had been guarding that woman without even attending the early court sessions, nor had he come to see her once.

  She knew she had overreacted that day, it was clearly the fault of that maid called Blood Shadow, but she had shifted her anger to that useless girl instead. After calming down, she also felt that she shouldn't have used physical force, at least not in front of others.

  For a woman like that, if you really want to teach her a lesson, it's enough to do so when the son is not around. It's really not suitable to do so in front of outsiders... This not only damages your own dignity but also makes the son even more indifferent and distant from her.

  If things go on like this, there will be no benefit for her at all...

  Bai Xin was still timid and allowed herself to be led by Mo Yu into the Qi family's room.

  "The son greets his mother, having not seen her for several days. 'Mother, how have you been?' He bowed to Mrs. Qiu with a polite gesture. Although Yan Mo's expression was still not rich, he seemed a bit more distant than before, but his words appeared to be warmer than usual."

  Qiu's face showed a hint of surprise and delight, with a warm smile: "Don't be too polite, it's rare for you to come visit your mother, now my heart can finally rest at ease." After a pause, she revealed a hint of regret, looking at Bai Xinduan: "The matter that day was mishandled by me, I shouldn't have put the blame on Duan'er... these past few days, I've been reflecting in my room, feeling that I'm not a qualified mother-in-law, actually letting my daughter-in-law suffer such grievances. I really wasn't right!"

  Looking at Qiu Shi's remorseful face, Bai Xintong almost vomited.

  Shouldn't you know better than to hit people?

  Aren't you afraid of biting off your own tongue by saying such things? Outside, there are rumors circulating that she is recovering from injuries in the house, but this old woman hasn't even sent someone to offer condolences, what are you regretting now?!

  "Mother, past things have passed. Although Dye is timid, he is also open-minded and magnanimous. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare bring her here." Yan Mo said with a lowered gaze.

  Qiu's eyes narrowed again as he took in the sight of Bai Xinduan hiding behind Yan Mo, tightly grasping his sleeve.

  "As long as the child doesn't get annoyed with her mother, then her mother can rest assured. Originally, her mother had planned to go to the main courtyard to take a look at her, but she was afraid that she would be intimidated by her mother because of what happened and wouldn't want to get close to her mother, so her mother endured it and didn't come to your courtyard. You can't blame her mother for being cautious."

  "The son did not dare. The mother could think for the son, and the son felt deeply comforted and grateful to his mother, how could he blame her?"

  A few words seemed to have broken the ice between this mother and son.

  Seeing her son arrive, Mrs. Qiu felt a sense of relief.

  "Mother, I'm afraid of being disturbed. Can you please ask the four maids to withdraw?" Yan Mo suddenly asked, looking at the four maids standing neatly and respectfully in the room.

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