When the blood test was mentioned, Yan Qiliu's expression changed. She never expected that the idea she gave Duke Zhao would come true so quickly.
"Madam, are you doubting my innocence?" Yan Qiliu raised his chin stubbornly: "If madam doesn't believe it, I will die to prove my innocence."
Zhao Huaian did not want his mother to die, so he quickly comforted him: "Mother, I said that Duke Zhao should not have come. You believe that Mrs. Song is reasonable and considerate, and you want to force people to death before they even enter the house.
It’s okay if you don’t come!”
Yan Qiliu covered her face and cried, seemingly not aggrieved.
Duke Zhao Guo had already softened his heart, and regardless of Song's ugly face, he came to Yan Qiliu's side to comfort him: "Anyone who is dead or not is the mother of the child, and I am not afraid of being laughed at."
The whole family was gathered together, but Mrs. Song seemed like an outsider.
Mrs. Song closed her eyes, her heart was no longer sad, but disgusting and chilling, as well as a surge of anger.
Finally, under Zhao Guogong's comfort, Yan Qiliu's mood improved a lot, and he held the handkerchief in his hand and gently rubbed the corners of his eyes.
"Are you done crying?" Mrs. Song asked patiently.
Yan Qiliu was startled.
Then Song looked at Duke Zhao: "A few days ago, Duke Guo listened to others' slander and forced Huaiyu and I to test our relationship with blood. Now it's happened to a man of unknown origin. How could he be so easily convinced that this man is yours?"
Heir?"
"Huai'an looks so much like me in every way, he must be his biological son." Zhao Guogong looked firm. From the moment he looked at Zhao Huaian, he knew he was his biological son.
"I know you are unhappy, but the facts are right in front of you. Qi Liu saved my life. If he hadn't happened to save me this time, he might not have come to the door with his children. I have wronged them both mother and son too much over the years.
In the future, I will make it up to them."
Zhao Guogong may have had some pity and guilt for the Song family before, but now they have disappeared without a trace.
If the Song family hadn't been jealous and difficult to get along with due to their status in recent years, Yan Qiliu and Zhao Huaian would not have suffered so much outside.
Mrs. Song looked at Duke Zhao's face and sneered at the corner of her mouth.
"Madam, please don't get on bad terms with the Duke because of this trivial matter. I'm used to staying outside these years, and it's okay if I don't go into the house." Yan Qiliu said, pretending to be very kind and generous.
Seeing her coy look, Mrs. Song was too lazy to beat around the bush and said to Duke Zhao: "Let's not mention her coming in or her status. I wonder how Duke Zhao should explain what happened in front of him in the past few days?
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"This matter is over, don't be aggressive!" Zhao Guogong felt as if he had been exposed.
Seeing this, Mrs. Song no longer needed to save face for Zhao Guogong, and raised her chin: "You have repeatedly humiliated me, so let's make peace with you."
As soon as he said the word "heli", Zhao Guogong was stunned: "What did you say?"
It was natural for a man to have three wives and four concubines. He just wanted to give Yan Qiliu a status, but Mrs. Song dared to threaten him with He Li.
Zhao Guogong sneered: "Harmony? You can imagine that Zhao Guogong's house only has widows but no reconciliation!"
Seeing that things were somewhat deadlocked, the news here had already reached Zhao's ears, and Zhao rushed over in a hurry. When she saw Yan Qiliu and Zhao Huaian clearly, her heart unconsciously turned toward each other.
"Why are you doing this? Family scandals should not be publicized and it will not be good for anyone if it gets bigger." Mrs. Zhao assumed the attitude of an elder: "Don't worry, even if they come in, you will always be Mrs. Zhao Guogong and they will not waver.
You get half of it."
Sure enough, some people are not familiar with each other. Mrs. Song has been filial and considerate to Mrs. Zhao over the years and has done everything herself, but she can't compare to an outsider.
The Song family now completely gave up on Zhao Guogong's mansion.
"Whoever is willing to take away the identity of Mrs. Zhao Guogong, I, the daughter of the Song family, don't care about her!"
Suddenly, a deep and angry voice came from outside the door. Everyone looked along and saw that Mr. Song and his family were coming, with Zhao Huaiyu standing next to them.
Zhao Huaiyu rushed over in a few steps and protected Mrs. Song: "Mother, they didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"
Ms. Song shook her head. She had a strong temper and rarely mentioned any grievances she suffered to her brothers. She always reported good news but not bad news.
So the Song family didn't know many things.
"Did you invite this person here?" Zhao Guogong stared at Zhao Huaiyu with a murderous expression, his eyes no longer filled with the love of the past.
Zhao Huaiyu didn't even give him a spare look, but said to the aggressive Master Song: "Please uncle, make the decision for mother."
Mr. Song nodded heavily. When he heard Zhao Huaiyu say that Duke Zhao beat the Song family half to death, he couldn't suppress his anger. He pointed a long whip at Duke Zhao in his hand: "I beat my sister for no reason. What happened today?"
I will come and settle the account personally."
Mr. Song has practiced martial arts all year round and is very tall. Even when he stands, he has an air of calmness and self-power.
Being ignored by Zhao Huaiyu just now, and now being pointed at the tip of his nose and insulted by Mr. Song, Zhao Guogong's face was extremely ugly. He clenched his fists tightly: "Brother, this is Zhao Guogong's mansion. By doing this, are you not taking Zhao Guogong's palace seriously?"