The error rate of the DNA paternity test is the lowest so far, not to mention that Feng Qingchen did it three times in a row to ensure accuracy.
The results were the same three times, and there was no doubt about the answer.
"Don't think about it anymore. Uncle Nine Emperors can't get rid of this responsibility." Feng Qingchen took the result and a wry smile flashed in his eyes: the sudden appearance of a future mother-in-law was also a troublesome matter for her. However, she believed that
Uncle Nine Emperors will definitely be able to handle it.
After moving her somewhat stiff neck, Feng Qingchen opened the door and took a look and found that the sky was full of stars outside.
"Have you been busy all day?" Feng Qingchen blinked his sore eyes, and then realized that his eyes were very dry. He was about to turn around to find some eye drops, but was stopped by the servant who had been waiting.
: "Girl, the prince has been waiting for you for a long time."
Well, Uncle Nine Emperors came to urge him. Feng Qingchen had no choice but to give up on returning to the cabin and strode towards the study. As soon as he entered, he saw Uncle Nine Emperors sitting at the desk reviewing papers.
Feng Qingchen wanted to speak, but Uncle Nine Emperors just raised his head and expressed that he knew Feng Qingchen was coming.
Feng Qingchen froze at the door and shook his head silently. This man was getting more and more sullen. He had rushed to Feng Mansion as soon as the morning came, but now that the results were out, he refused to take the initiative to ask. Really...
Feng Qingchen rolled his eyes, glanced at Uncle Nine Emperors with a smile, then sat aside and stuffed the snacks on the table into his mouth one by one.
After all, she's not her mother. Uncle Nine Emperors isn't in a hurry, so why should she be in a hurry?
Feng Qingchen made up his mind to wait for Uncle Nine Emperors to speak. After eating snacks and drinking three glasses of water, the result... Uncle Nine Emperors still had no intention of speaking. After touching his still flat stomach, Feng Qingchen gave up the fight.
, said pitifully: "I didn't eat lunch or dinner."
These words were more effective than anything else. Uncle Nine Emperors put down his pen with a snap and ordered with a dark face: "Send the food here."
"You want me to eat in the study?" Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows and looked around, but didn't seem to find any place to eat here.
"Isn't it possible?" Uncle Nine Emperors said coldly. Just as Feng Qingchen was about to say something, a thud suddenly came from outside the house.
This sound is definitely the kind of close contact between head and stone, or the kind of heavy contact...
Poor secret guard. Feng Qingchen silently mourned for the secret guard in his heart.
This is definitely because of her involvement, so... just eat in the study. If she has any objections again, the secret guard will probably be even more miserable.
After the food was served, the study room was divided into two. Uncle Nine Emperors occupied the desk and reviewed the memorials, while Feng Qingchen occupied a small table to eat. The aroma of the food was intertwined with the smell of paper and ink, and the taste was indescribably strange.
Feng Qingchen was halfway through eating, and when he looked up, he saw that Uncle Nine Emperors had a look of disgust on his face, as if he was trying his best to endure it.
You know, this man who is very concerned about smells can't stand this smell.
"I can go out to eat." Feng Qingchen said.
Uncle Nine Emperors frowned: "Continue."
Forget it if you don't appreciate it... Feng Qingchen continued to eat hard. When she finished eating, the servants put away the bowls and chopsticks. She also felt that the taste was weird, so she asked someone to bring some fruits and put them in the room to remove the smell.
Open the window at the same time.
Feng Qingchen had been grinding for a long time. The memorial to Uncle Nine Emperors had already been approved. He thought Uncle Nine Emperors was going to ask, but in the end, Uncle Nine Emperors just stood up and asked Feng Qingchen: "Do you want to go out for a walk?"
"Okay." Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then was pulled out by the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Under the moonlight, the two walked around the garden again and again. Feng Qingchen thought several times that Uncle Nine Emperors wanted to ask for the results of the appraisal, but he waited and waited until Uncle Nine Emperors opened his mouth.
Is this to compete with her?
Feng Qingchen stopped and looked up at Uncle Nine Emperors, his teeth grinding loudly.
This man is becoming less and less lovable, and he only feels good if he has to do everything over her.
Hate!
"Aren't you leaving?" Uncle Nine Emperors stopped, still not asking.
Feng Qingchen was so worn that he lost his temper.
Well, she lost. She was definitely no match for this man. If Uncle Nine Emperors didn’t take the initiative to ask, she could just ask.
"Don't you want to know the result?" The smile on Feng Qingchen's face was slightly distorted, obviously because he was depressed by the Nine Emperors Uncle.
A smile flashed across Uncle Jiuhuang's eyes, and he said with certainty: "I think so." No, he asked Feng Qingchen to identify something.
"Since you want to, then why don't you ask?" Fortunately, she created opportunities along the way for Uncle Nine Emperors to speak, but in the end, all his charming eyes were thrown at the blind man.
"If you don't ask, you won't tell?" Uncle Jiuhuang asked in return, and Feng Qingchen nodded: "Of course, I respect every choice you make. If you don't ask, I'll just assume you don't want to know, and naturally you won't take the initiative to tell.
Result." Look how kind she is.
"Okay then, I will ask you now, what is the result?" Uncle Jiuhuang looked calm, as if he was asking whether to eat rice or porridge tomorrow. There was no expectation or care at all, which made Feng Qingchen feel particularly unfulfilled.
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Before, I wrote a letter to urge myself to come back, but now I look like I don't care. What the hell is that?
Feng Qingchen pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "For your sake, I dropped all my work and worked hard all day. Can't you show a little more attention and give me a sense of accomplishment?"
"Okay... I care about this result very much, you can say it now." It was still perfunctory, without even a hint of cover-up.
"Forget it, you're hopeless." Feng Qingchen rolled her eyes, looked into Uncle Nine Emperors' eyes, and reported the result to Uncle Nine Emperors solemnly.
"The identification results show that Mrs. Min is indeed your mother." After finishing speaking, Feng Qingchen stared at Uncle Nine Emperors for a moment, expecting Uncle Nine Emperors to change his face slightly, but Uncle Nine Emperors responded with a long "Oh.
"After that, there was still no expression, as if this result had been expected.
"Aren't you surprised?" Feng Qingchen stepped forward and pulled the sleeves of Uncle Nine Emperors, wanting to confirm how disgusting this man was at a close distance.
Uncle Jiuhuang held Feng Qingchen's hand with his backhand and pulled her forward: "There are only two results, there is nothing surprising."
The most unexpected time has passed. Unless his dead father comes out again and says that he faked his death, he will be surprised.
"Uh..." Feng Qingchen's head was full of black lines. When could this person stop being so calm? He was completely meaningless and not like a normal person at all.
In fact, Uncle Nine Emperors was not as calm as Feng Qingchen thought. After sending Feng Qingchen back to his room, Uncle Nine Emperors left Feng Mansion and drove towards Jiuwang Mansion, but he appeared in the secret room of Su Mansion.
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"Feng Qingchen has confirmed that she is indeed my king's mother." The word "mother" was emphasized very hard, which shows that Uncle Nine Emperors is still not very satisfied with this result.
If it was ten years ago, Uncle Nine Emperors might be happy to know that his mother was still alive. But now...
He would think more about why his mother appeared, or why she appeared at this time...