Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

After a moment of silence, he finally mustered up the courage and asked with an imperceptible tremor in his voice: "Is the queen giving birth to a boy or a girl?"

"Yes..." The old lady's voice was low and hesitant. Her face suddenly became distorted, as if she was experiencing a great struggle in her heart.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" Baili Yan asked again, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

Sweat oozed from the old lady's forehead and she looked very painful.

Finally, under the influence of some force, she spoke the truth with difficulty: "It's a little princess."

This answer struck Baili Yan's heart like a bolt of lightning, causing him to involuntarily take a step back.

All the sounds around disappeared, leaving only blankness and shock.

It's a girl.

It turns out that my mother gave birth to a daughter. Then who am I? Why was I raised as a prince?

The doubts in his heart surged like a flood, making Baili Yan feel unprecedentedly cold and confused. He staggered backwards until he bumped into a table, and the vase on the table fell and shattered. Just like his heart, it was shattered.

"Who am I?" He was almost talking to himself, his eyes empty and lifeless.

"Your Highness will always be the Queen's son." The old nanny responded calmly.

She has returned to normal now.

"I am her son?" Baili Yan chuckled bitterly, "If there is no blood relationship, what is the point of such a relationship?"

In fact, he began to doubt his identity a few days ago.

Although he was prepared for the truth, it still dealt him a heavy blow when it was actually confirmed.

All the hard work, struggle and affection for my mother over the years now seem like a joke.

"I can't be... not the real one..." Baili Yan muttered to himself.

Baili Yan raised his head abruptly, his eyes bloodshot, and he almost collapsed and shouted: "Why? What happened that day? Why did you bring me into this deep palace?"

The old nanny's face was grim, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her shoulders were shaking slightly, "That night, the queen gave birth to a little princess, but in order to consolidate her position in the harem, it had to be a prince.

So, we came up with the idea of ​​replacing the prince with a cat. The old slave found a baby boy from outside the palace and secretly sent the real little princess away. "

Sweat dripped down her cheeks like beans. The old lady was trembling all over. This secret should be buried with her and must not be leaked at all.

After learning the truth, Baili Yan's trembling in his heart gradually subsided, but he became extremely cold.

It turned out that she was brought here just to consolidate her position in the harem.

He was just a pawn in Empress Xian's hands and was used by her for twenty years.

The incense in the incense burner in the house gradually burned out, and the fragrance dissipated. A breeze passed through the crack of the door and quickly swept away the fragrance in the room.

The old lady suddenly came to her senses, "Your Highness?"

She felt a little dazed, as if she had lost consciousness for a moment. Now her whole body was soaked in cold sweat and she was confused.

"Your Highness, do you have anything to ask me?" She vaguely remembered that it was His Highness who summoned her. "Your Highness?"

Seeing Baili Yan's pale face and the broken vase not far away, the old nanny gasped in shock, "Hiss... Your Highness, are you not hurt? Did I do something wrong?"

Baili Yan's mind was filled with confusion. He wanted to escape from this suffocating place, but as soon as he stood up, his legs became weak involuntarily and he almost fell down.

"Your Highness!" The old nanny hurried forward to support him.

But Baili Yan just felt nauseous, and the deep sense of betrayal made him want to vomit.

The person he trusted the most had actually deceived him for so long, from infancy to now. Everything was a scam. He was treated as a chess piece that could be manipulated at will!

He suddenly pushed the old lady's hand away, "Don't touch me!"

The old lady was pushed back a few steps and looked at the strange Baili Yan in front of her in shock.

"Your Highness..." She called out tremblingly, wanting to say something.

However, Baili Yan had already turned away and left this place without looking back, a world that did not belong to him.

Betrayal, powerlessness and endless pain wrapped him tightly like a dark abyss, pulling him into deeper darkness step by step.

Baili Yan's world collapsed in an instant. It turned out that his mother was not his biological mother.

Was her previous love for him all false? Full of doubts, he stumbled out of the palace, ignoring the calls of others and wandering aimlessly on the street.

At the same time, in Concubine Xian's palace, an old maid clenched her hands anxiously, frowning. She didn't understand why His Highness had such a sudden outburst of emotion.

Although her memory was vague about what happened in the room, she felt that something unusual must have happened.

She took a deep breath and looked up at the empress on the bed. She was holding Aliang's hand gently with a smile on her face.

This scene made the old lady even more worried.

"Alas!" After a heavy sigh, Tao Qiming walked into the room and asked, "Is the medicine ready?"

The old lady replied hastily, "It will be ready soon."

Just as Tao Qiming was about to leave, he stopped and seemed to notice something.

"Wait," he said, "Why do you have this special scent?"

This is an extremely rare and difficult to mix phantom fragrance. It shouldn't appear here, let alone be emitted from an old lady.

Faced with the questioning, the old lady seemed a little flustered.

But Tao Qiming did not continue to ask, but simply said: "Forget it, go and get the medicine."

After the old lady left, Tao Qiming thought to himself: This old lady must be hiding a secret, and I must tell Ye Yunzi as soon as possible.

In an elegant box on the second floor of the teahouse, Ye Yunzi was thinking about the complicated relationship behind the Concubine Xian incident.

"This matter is likely to involve the Fourth Prince and Shen Yuming. As for whether the crabapple blossom in the yard is a coincidence or a premeditated plot..."

Even if they seem unrelated on the surface, they are actually inextricably linked.

Thinking of this, Ye Yunzi frowned and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, when she raised her head, she met Shen Siyan's deep and calm eyes.

This gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all the fog and calm people's hearts instantly.

It had been a long time since the last time they met. Ye Yunzi's cheeks flushed slightly. She lowered her head, and her hand involuntarily touched the edge of the teacup in front of her.

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Siyan asked softly.

"I'm wondering when I can become your wife." Ye Yunzi answered shyly, her cheeks flushed.

Shen Siyan gently held her delicate hand, her fingers were long and white.

He stroked her hand tenderly, finally placing a kiss on her round nails.