The real daughter's life was stolen, and she was reborn and became the best in the capital

Princess Fuhua held Mingjin's hand and trembled slightly. She looked at her granddaughter in front of her, opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.

When Ming Yuandu heard this, he immediately frowned: "Yanyan, stop messing around."

The rest of the words have not been said yet.

Ming Jin patted his grandmother's hand soothingly, then turned and looked at Ming Yuandu.

She stood at the top, dressed in purple. Although she was not wearing any jewels, she still looked noble.

When you look forward in this way, it is like you are a revered goddess in the sky, looking down at the dust under the nine heavens.

What Ming Yuandu was about to say suddenly came to a halt.

Under such a gaze, he was unable to say anything else for a moment.

This was Ming Yuandu's subconscious action.

When he reacted, his face became a little embarrassed.

Being shocked by his daughter's eyes, Ming Yuandu was obviously embarrassed.

He still wanted to talk.

Ming Jingrang, who had been kneeling on the ground dejectedly with his mind scattered, suddenly had his pupils tremble when he heard these words. He almost immediately raised his head, looked at Ming Jin and shouted fiercely: "Don't, don't leave!"

"This is my fault."

After a sleepless night, Ming Jingrang's voice sounded hoarse and his eyes were red. It was unclear whether it was because he had been crying or because he hadn't closed his eyes for a long time. His eyes and the red bloodshot inside them had merged into one.

He just looked at Mingjin.

The bloodless face and panic-stricken eyes still looked straight at Ming Jin: "You don't have to leave. If anyone has to leave, I'll be the one to leave..."

He didn't know what to say.

His brain seemed to have gone blank, and it seemed to be shrouded in chaos. He couldn't see clearly and couldn't get out. He could only keep looking up at Ming Jin and shouted hoarsely: "...I will leave, don't leave."

"You finally came back, don't leave again."

This was Ming Jingrang's true feelings, but Ming Jin did not look at him. She never looked at him from beginning to end.

Not even charity.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Before anyone else could say anything, Zhou Zhaoru's heart tightened and her expression changed. As she spoke, she cried and slapped Ming Jingrang's arm hard.

Her hands were shaking too.

Xiao Rang's mistake this time was so big and outrageous that it got to his mother's side, and several families came over. Even she couldn't protect him.

She was afraid that her mother would be so angry that she would punish Xiao Rang and drive him out, so she could only cry and beg, "Mother, Xiao Rang knows he was wrong, he..."

She looked at her mother's silent face and couldn't say the following words for a moment. The words were stuck in her throat. She could only turn her head to look at the girl standing there, her daughter.

Zhou Zhaoru was actually a little afraid to look at her at this time. She didn't want to see disappointment in the girl's eyes again.

But at this moment.

What else could she do except beg her?

She could only beg her.

"Yanyan, please forgive your brother."

"This is your own brother. You don't really want to see him kicked out of the house, do you?"

"When you were a child, didn't you love your younger brother the most?" Zhou Zhaoru's face was full of pleading, he just hoped that she would have mercy and let Xiao Rang go.

"Sister-in-law, you are too biased!" Ming Yuanan, who had been silent, couldn't help but interrupt when he heard this.

Not to mention the expressions of others at this moment.

Zhou Zhaoru's face turned pale after hearing what he said, and he became evasive when looking into Mingjin's eyes.

Ming Yuanan considers himself a bastard, but he is not as bad as this.

He wanted to say more.

Ming Yuandu interrupted him calmly, "Third brother!"

He doesn't want any more trouble.

Things have gotten to this point, and what we should do is think of ways to resolve them, see how to make a big deal out of a small one, rather than making it bigger and bigger.

Who is Ming Yuanan?

How could he listen to Ming Yuandu?

The more Ming Yuandu didn't want him to say it, the more he wanted to say it!

He yelled at the top of his lungs, "What are you yelling at me for? What did I say wrong? You act like you're doing the best for the family, but you should take care of your own son and wife first! Don't act like you've given so much for the family, but you don't realize that all of this was caused by you!"

Ming Yuandu's face turned red and his neck became thick because of what he said.

He had a gloomy face and was about to speak when suddenly there was a sound of a cup breaking from the seat above.

Princess Fuhua smashed the teacup.

The noise in the room suddenly became quiet, and even Zhou Zhaoru didn't dare to say anything.

Mingjin also returned to his grandmother.

Looking at her grandmother's stern and ugly face, Mingjin sighed softly in her heart. The last thing she wanted was to see her grandmother sad and worried.

Unexpectedly, I still couldn’t do it.

She took hold of her grandmother's hand again.

Princess Fuhua also held hers tightly and refused to let go.

She looked gloomy and asked Ming Jingrang: "Did you really do this?"

Ming Jingrang's expression changed slightly, and the expressions of the others also changed, especially Zhou Zhaoru. She was so flustered by those words just now that she didn't dare to think about anything else, but now her mind was clear and she understood.

Her own son, she knew.

Although he is a little naughty, he would never do such a thing.

On the contrary——

"Is it your sister? Did your sister do it? You are taking the blame for her, right?" The more Zhou Zhaoru spoke, the clearer the expression on his face looked.

She should have seen something was wrong.

She should have known what was going on long ago!

She loves Mingyao.

But this doesn't mean that she can let her son take the blame for her!

Compared to before, she was even angrier this time. She didn't even need Princess Fuhua to say anything, she was the first to go out and ordered, "Go, bring Miss Six to me!"

Mother Cui, who was waiting outside, was about to respond and bring someone, but Ming Jingrang's face changed and he shouted, "No, it's not Sister, it's..."

That one word "I"...

When Ming Jing glanced at Ming Jin from the corner of his eyes, he was unable to utter the words, but he thought of his sister's crying and begging yesterday, her words, and her face covered in blood when she saved him as a child...

The bright scene made my heart tremble.

Finally, he clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and continued in a hoarse voice: "I did it."

"I was afraid that my sister would be driven away, so I secretly hid the letter."

"She advised me not to do this..."

"She was the one who persuaded me to return the letter."

Who in the room would believe this full of loopholes? Zhou Zhaoru was so angry. Usually, they had a deep relationship as siblings, and she was happy to see them, but at a time like this, how could he continue to show off his bravery?

If the person at the top really wants to punish someone, no one in this room can stop him!

Her annoyance towards Mingyao was growing.

Because of her, she and her daughter had such a quarrel; because of her, her son ended up like this.

The lucky star of the past has now become a curse star.

Zhou Zhao was filled with regret at this moment!

"you……"

Zhou Zhaoru wanted Ming Jingrang to shut up.

But before she could finish her words, a voice came from above again, but this time it was not her mother-in-law who spoke, but -

"really?"

Ming Jingrang obviously heard it too.

His eyelids and thick eyelashes began to tremble violently, and his clenched hands became tighter. He tried to open his eyes several times, wanted to tell Ming Jin that no, this is not real...

But there was another voice in his head, pulling him back hard, making him trapped in the cage and unable to escape.

"……Yes."

He responded in a hoarse voice.

"What is it!"

Zhou Zhaoru was so angry that he directly refuted his words: "You are my child, how much do I weigh? Are you possessed or crazy?"

"Ming Jingrang, you know that, right?"

Ming Jin looked at the boy in front of him with his eyes closed and said calmly, "There is no secret in this world that can be truly hidden. It all depends on whether someone is willing to hide it."

"If you really want to check, do you think you can really hide it?"

"The person who delivered the letter and the person who took over, pull them out and beat them up. In the face of life and death, who do you think can really hide these secrets?"

Ming Jingrang suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at Ming Jin and opened his mouth to speak, but under her cold gaze, he couldn't utter a word.

“Yes, yes!”

Zhou Zhaoru came back to his senses.

She couldn't care about so many things now. As long as she could clear Xiao Rang of suspicion, she would do anything!

"Go, go and bring Qian Shuang here. She has been serving her master since she was a child. I don't believe that she won't tell the truth under torture."

Mother Cui outside the door was about to respond.

This time, Ming Jingrang seemed to have lost her voice and was unable to stop it, but she still failed to leave in the end.

Ming Yuandu, who had not spoken since the broken teacup, spoke at this moment.

"Let's leave it at that."

Everyone was surprised at Ming Yuandu's words. Even Princess Fuhua looked at Ming Yuandu, her eldest son, and frowned.

Only Ming Jin has a heart as clear as a mirror.

She had known this, and she was waiting for him to say this.