The old lady suppressed the grief in her heart. She took a deep breath and said, "Okay, Mom is here waiting for you to come back."
Mu Xuechu knelt down and saluted, then turned around and left the mansion, got on the carriage and headed towards the palace.
In the palace.
Yuan Hao had no one to attend his bed today. He sat at the table and reviewed the memorial. From time to time he looked up at the sky outside, as if he was waiting for someone.
Not long after, Zhou Quan's voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, the eldest lady of the General's Mansion wishes to see you."
Yuan Hao curled his lips when he heard this, and said in a faint voice: "Let her come in."
With a creak, the door of the palace was pushed open, and Mu Xuechu walked in. She knelt on the ground, bowed and said in a Yingying voice: "My maid, Mu Xuechu, pays homage to Your Majesty."
Yuan Hao raised his eyes to look at the woman kneeling in the hall, his eyes suddenly darkened, and for a moment he vaguely saw Mu Xuechu in his prime in 28 years.
He stood up and walked over, reaching out to help her up: "I haven't seen you for seven years, but you really haven't changed at all."
As he spoke, he squeezed Mu Xuechu's little hand.
Mu Xuechu felt a little disgusted. She calmly took her hand out and said with lowered eyes, "Your Majesty was joking."
Yuan Hao's hands were empty and he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy. He stared at Mu Xuechu and asked: "It's so late. Is it because of your daughter that you came to the palace to ask for an audience?"
Mu Xuechu knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, please have mercy and take back the imperial edict."
Yuan Hao had long expected that she would come to beg him. His decision to let Shen Wanyue accompany the deposed prince was indeed intentional. He just wanted Mu Xuechu to come to beg him in person.
He stretched out his hand to lift Mu Xuechu's chin and said with a smile: "Let me take back the imperial edict, but you have to pay a price."
Why didn't Mu Xuechu know what Yuan Hao meant? Didn't he try so hard to lure her into the palace because he wanted to get her? Before, she would rather be humiliated to keep the secret of Sister Yue's life experience, but now she doesn't want to be wronged anymore
By myself.
She raised her head, looked at Yuan Hao and said, "Does Your Majesty want your biological daughter to accompany your son, and let them marry as brother and sister, thus disturbing the ethics of the society?"
Yuan Hao was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "What did you say?"
Mu Xuechu stood up and said word by word: "I said Sister Yue is not Shenchi's daughter, but your Majesty's!"
"What?"
Yuan Hao's expression changed, and his mind went blank for a while before he said: "How is it possible? Her birthday is obviously..."
Mu Xuechu interrupted him sharply: "That was because I deliberately concealed Sister Yue's birthday and postponed her birthday by a month because I was not sure whose child she was at the time and was afraid of confusing the royal family.
The bloodline can only raise her as Chenchi's daughter."
Yuan Hao frowned when he heard this and asked: "Then how can you be sure now that she is my daughter?"
Mu Xuechu said: "Sister Yue is allergic to Mang Rong, and I heard that Your Majesty is too. This should be enough proof, right? If Your Majesty still doesn't believe it, you can shed blood to see if Sister Yue is your daughter.
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Yuan Hao was shocked. He was indeed allergic to Mang Rong, not only him but also Jiahe. If Shen Wanyue was also allergic to Mang Rong, it would be enough to prove that she was indeed his daughter.
But he didn't know anything about it. Not only that, his daughter and the prince were actually married. This was simply...
Yuan Hao was a little annoyed and asked Mu Xuechu: "You deliberately concealed Sister Yue's birthday, didn't you want to distance yourself from me? If I hadn't been concealed by you, how could you have given Sister Yue's birth date to the prince? It was you.