A few days later, a man came to Linyi and somehow found Zhao Guogong's mansion, still holding the token of Zhao Guogong's mansion in his hand.
Seeing that he was dressed simply and with an open brow, the housekeeper couldn't guess his identity and could only ask in a good-natured voice: "Who are you and why are you here?"
"I...I'm here to see Yan Qiliu and my son Zhang Huaian," the man said.
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment and then explained: "You are looking in the wrong place. The two people you mentioned are not here."
These words happened to be heard by Zhao Guogong's bodyguard, who turned back and reported back to Zhao Guogong.
"What?" Zhao Guogong's face suddenly changed. He was a little unbelievable that someone actually came to the door looking for the mother and son.
He quickly asked someone to bring the man in, but unfortunately he was a step too late. The man met Zhao Huaiyu first. Zhao Huaiyu recognized the jade pendant in the man's hand and took him into the house for questioning.
The man said clearly that he was from Chongzhou. Yan Qiliu and Zhang Huaian left Chongzhou a few days ago, saying they were visiting relatives, but there was no news for a few days. He was worried and followed them all the way. He also said about the jade pendant.
It was Yan Qiliu who left it, and after asking around all the way, he came to Zhao Guogong's mansion.
Duke Zhao Guogong listened to everything in the corridor, his fists clenched loudly, and his first reaction was that he had been deceived.
"There is no one you are looking for here. This token does belong to the Zhao family. Yan Qiliu may have seen it accidentally. Now you have to return it." After Zhao Huaiyu took back the token, he asked the housekeeper to send the man out.
Zhao Guogong avoided his sight and winked at the guard, asking him to intercept him halfway.
Zhao Huaiyu could see this scene clearly. He pretended not to see it and walked away without looking back, not wanting to see Zhao Guogong for one more time.
The news soon reached Yan Qiliu's ears, and she suddenly became anxious: "Why would someone come to ruin my reputation?"
"It must have been done by the Song family." Zhao Huaian said, his eyes were cold: "The Song family has occupied your identity for many years, Zhao Huaiyu is a playboy, and is not worthy of being the heir at all. Now he comes to slander us, mother, this tone cannot be swallowed by my son.
.”
The mother and son hit it off immediately and were not going to sit around waiting for death. Yan Qiliu sent someone to send a message to Zhao Guogong that he was going to Linyi.
The news was not sent back to Mr. Zhao Guogong, but was stopped by Mrs. Song. She sneered: "I can't hold it back anymore."
Yan Qiliu waited for three days without receiving a reply, so he decided to take Zhao Huaian to the Zhao Guogong Mansion directly.
When Zhao Guogong saw Yan Qiliu coming, he frowned and said in shock: "Why are you here?"
Before he finished speaking, Mrs. Song also came over. The injury on her face had not yet recovered, so she covered her face with a veil. She walked towards her holding the hand of the maid: "I heard that the Yan family saved the life of the Duke of Guo in Chongzhou.
So the Duke of Zhao left a token, and Miss Yan must have something to ask for when she came to the Duke of Zhao's house, but you came just as you came, why did you leave without saying goodbye and make your husband worry."
"That's not my husband. I'm not married yet." Yan Qiliu blurted out anxiously.
Mrs. Song laughed when she heard this: "A few days ago, someone came to look for you, mother and son. You are not married yet, how can you have children?"
Yan Qiliu looked at Zhao Guogong, hoping that the other party would say something.
"Look what Mr. Zhao Guo did?" Mrs. Song sneered. When she thought of this woman conspiring with her husband to plot against her in order to get in, she wanted to strangle him to death.
"This child is... adopted by me." Yan Qiliu said with a pale face.
Zhao Huaian's expression changed on the side. His status as the eldest son, as promised, has now turned into that of an adopted son. He is not even as good as a concubine.
"Miss Yan is really kind-hearted and shows mercy everywhere." Mrs. Song sneered and then told the maid behind her: "Get the things."
Soon the maid came with thirty thousand taels of silver notes.
Looking at the banknotes, Yan Qiliu's breath was a little unsteady. Could it be that Mrs. Song wanted to use these to kill herself?
Yan Qiliu looked at Zhao Guogong uneasily.
"I can't care how Miss Yan is doing outside, but you are grateful for saving Zhao Guogong. This is a thank you gift. You are the legitimate daughter of the Yan family. The Yan family made a mistake and was demoted to Chongzhou. They are not allowed to return to Beijing without an edict. You
It's better to go back quickly, lest you be discovered by the imperial court and be accused of disobedience." Mrs. Song beat.
When Yan Qiliu heard this, the color on his face was gone, and he clenched his teeth tightly.
"You are Mrs. Song, right? My mother... is my father's sweetheart. My mother is kind-hearted. If I can't say it clearly, let me tell you." Zhao Huaian took a step forward, with a slightly arrogant look on his face: "Father and mother are in love.
We are happy with each other, but we are not together due to various reasons. Fortunately, God has tempered us so that father and mother can meet."
Zhao Huaian paused and then said: "As for the person who stole the token, he is just a relative who has been fostered in the Yan family for many years. He has coveted his mother for a long time, stole the token while her mother was not paying attention, and waited for an opportunity to cause trouble. This person's words are not enough.
To believe.”
Yan Qiliu lowered his head and stood behind Zhao Huaian with his thin body.
Zhao Guogong took the opportunity to say: "There is such a thing."
Seeing the three of them standing together, Ms. Song only felt ironic. She asked calmly: "What evidence do you have to prove that you are the son of your parents who had an affair without a matchmaker? The Zhao family does not recognize their sons randomly. From the time they entered the house to now,
The words you repeat over and over again are unbelievable."
Zhao Huaian's eyes suddenly changed after his irritating words.
"Is Miss Yan trying to repay a kindness by coveting the glory and wealth of Duke Zhao's palace?" Mrs. Song asked again.
Zhao Guogong stood in front of the two of them and glared at Mrs. Song: "Mrs. Song, don't go too far. Huai'an is indeed my child."
"If you want to recognize the prince, why don't you drop a blood test to test your identity?" Mrs. Song said with a smile.
Zhao Guogong choked for words for a moment, his blood would not mix with anyone for a short period of time.