Rely on face to eat [Quick Transmigration]

There are many guests today, most of them are dignitaries, but the woman is not stage-frightened, she has seen the world, she only needs a little bit of blessing, and then she talks about it.

"My lord, my concubine, honorable ladies, my old man, Li Mengshi, was a midwife in Shangjing who took care of his wives more than ten years ago. Thanks to the honorable person's perseverance, he was considered a bit of a face back then. The eldest son of Lord Hou is The old man delivered the baby himself."

She lowered her eyebrows and said pleasantly: "Although 18 years have passed, now that I think about it, I still remember that at that time, my wife and nanny were both pregnant and went to Mingyue Nunnery to pray for blessings. I accompanied a few maids and nanny all the way. Encountered heavy rain, trapped in the nunnery, and my wife happened to give birth, so I gave birth to the son in the Mingyue nunnery."

Li Mengshi glanced at Shen Mian, but was slightly stunned, she had never seen such a beautiful person at her age.

After a long while, she continued: "Although the nanny's baby is less than a month old, it was born prematurely due to fright, so the two babies were born on the same day."

"Madam's child is in good health, with a red mole in the middle of his palm, he is blessed at first glance, while the nanny's child is weak because he is not yet a month old, and seems to have deficiencies."

Chen sobbed softly, she still remembered that Huai'er was very thin when she was young, and she used a lot of precious medicinal materials to restore her body.

She couldn't believe it, she shook her head again and again and said: "That's enough, don't need to say any more, how could my wife not recognize the child who was conceived in October? Huai'er is my own flesh and blood, no one can try to separate our mother and child."

Li Mengshi hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty, and said: "Madam, forgive me. I dare not speculate wildly. I just happened to hear that the eldest son has no cinnabar in his palm. I feel panic, worried that the blood of the Hou family will be confused due to the negligence of the servants. Admonish at the risk of death."

Chen Shi was about to say something, but was interrupted by Yong Lehou.

He said: "Ma'am, it's not enough to rely on one person's words. The Marquis has already sent someone to look for the child. When the person arrives, everything will be clear."

Chen Shi bit her lip, not daring to look at Shen Mian, her eyes almost went blind from crying.

Yuncheng listened to their words you and me, with shocking waves surging in his eyes.

He remembered that Huai'er had told him that he had a nightmare, and that nightmare started when he was exposed, not the real blood of the Hou Fu.

The blood in the whole body froze in an instant.

He looked at the young man beside him, that beautiful face was so pale that it was hard to hide his paleness even with makeup on.

Yuncheng suddenly clenched his fists and said coldly: "Ridiculous."

"It's such a big Hou's mansion, but it was played and applauded by an old woman! Not to mention that eighteen years have passed, no matter how good the memory is, there are times when mistakes are made. Besides, this old woman returned to Hou after many years. What the government said about the cinnabar mole, true and false blood, this king looks at it, it is really suspicious, you might as well let the Ministry of Punishment take it into custody first, and then we can investigate it."

Li Mengshi said: "My lord, I have been wronged! Every word and sentence of my old body is true. If you don't believe it, you can call the old maid to verify it."

"Back when the nanny entered the mansion, she was recommended by the old man. She was a widow, and her family was originally well-off. Later, her husband went out to do business, and encountered bandits on the way, so she went, and her family property was emptied by the clan. Came to Shangjing to seek refuge with distant relatives, but was driven away in every possible way, the old man pitied her for being lonely and pregnant, so he helped her."

Li Mengshi's memory is indeed excellent, and he can remember clearly even the details of what happened many years ago.

She said: "Now, I still remember that the nanny said that her husband's family name is Xiang, and the child will be named Tianqi. 'Qi' means happiness and auspiciousness. She said that she is afraid that the child will be as short-lived as his father, and she wants God Please take care of me more, I don’t know if my wish will come true later.”

Speaking of this, Yonglehou has already believed most of it.

Chen also believed it to a certain extent, but she regarded her eldest son as a treasure, and now told her that the child is someone else's child, and she would not accept it even if she died.

At this time, the next person came to report.

"Master, Xiang Tianqi is not in the mansion at this time, he had redeemed himself a few months ago and left the Hou mansion."

Yong Lehou was shocked, he still cared more about his own flesh and blood, and said: "Then send someone out to look for him, no matter what, we must find him back."

Seeing that he was eager to find someone, Yuncheng completely threw Shen Huai aside, and gritted his teeth in hatred.

He stood up abruptly, embraced Shen Mian, and said: "Since we won't be able to find anyone for a while, staying here is just a waste of time, so I will take my leave first."

Shen Mian leaned on his arm, managed to stand still, and said in a low voice, "If the person father is looking for is Mr. Xiang... Huai'er knows how to find him."

Although he tried his best to put on a smiling face, but his face was too pale and weak, all the guests here felt distressed when they saw him, let alone Yong Lehou who had loved him for more than ten years.

Old Hou Ye said: "Huai'er, father just wants to find out the truth of the matter, do you understand?"

Shen Mian nodded, and said: "My son understands, why doesn't my son not want to. Father, my son has heard that Mr. Xiang is a dutiful son, and every year on his mother's death day, he would go to the back mountain to worship. The servants in the mansion said that it was about here It's been a few days, and my father sent someone to guard the cemetery in the back mountain, and he can always wait for him."

Yong Lehou said to the steward beside him: "You can hear what the eldest son said clearly."

The steward kept saying yes.

Shen Mian continued: "As far as I know, Mr. Xiang does have a bright red cinnabar mole in his palm."

Yong Lehou was taken aback for a moment, but saw a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and said softly: "When I first saw Mr. Xiang, I felt very familiar and familiar. Now that I think about it, it turns out that his appearance is somewhat similar to that of Mr. Xiang. When my father was young."

After saying that, he coughed twice, and walked out together with Yuncheng.

After the two left, Marquis Yongle pondered for a long time, and said to everyone: "Originally it was a family matter of my Marquis's mansion, but today I made all my colleagues laugh at me. This Marquis will investigate this matter thoroughly, and I will never let my Shen family's blood flow outside. , if I am lucky enough to have another son, it will be considered a great blessing for this old man, and I would like to invite you all to honor me and come to the Hou Mansion for a glass of wedding wine."

Everyone responded repeatedly, but they understood the meaning behind his words.

Regardless of whether the one outside is real or not, the one raised by the family is his own son.

***

Yun Cheng helped him out of the front hall, and the servants of the Wang Mansion immediately brought a cloak to Shen Mian. He put it on for Shen Mian, fastened it, and walked out of the Hou Mansion together.

Just stepped out of the threshold, but heard a call from behind.

"Brother, brother—"

Shen Mian raised her eyes slightly, and in front of her eyes was Shen Zhou's flushed cheeks. The child rushed to him, took his hand, and stared blankly. After a long time, he didn't say a word.

Shen Mian slightly raised her lips, and said, "Zhou Er, but do you have something to say to your brother?"

"..."

Shen Zhou opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, he just said: "Brother, Zhou'er has only you as an elder brother in this life."

Shen Mian was startled, stroked his head, and said with a smile: "Silly boy, don't let your parents hear this, let alone Mr. Xiang, they will be sad."

Shen Zhou was treated like a child by him, a little unhappy, wrapped his brother's cold hand in his palm, and said softly: "I only care about whether brother is sad or not."

Seeing it from the side, Yun Cheng frowned.

Shen Zhou acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and asked again: "Brother's complexion is so ugly, is he sick?"

Shen Mian lowered her eyes, and said calmly: "It's okay, it's just that I caught a cold, my mother shed a lot of tears today, you should be by your side to comfort her, don't make her too sad."

Shen Zhou nodded.

"Now Zhou'er can be alone, brother is very proud of you."

Yuncheng pulled him into his arms from behind, tightened his cloak, and said: "It's cold outside, you can't stand it, go back to the palace."

Shen Zhou refused to let go, and had a stalemate with Yun Cheng for a long time, finally Shen Mian softly called "Zhou Er", Shen Zhou then unwillingly let go of his hand, and watched him get into the carriage of the palace.

***

Qianqiuyuan.

Yuncheng retreated the maidservants, leaving only the two of them in the room.

Shen Mian sat by the oven, put his hands on the charcoal fire, and said to himself, "It seems to be getting colder."

Yun Cheng sat down beside him, his chest stagnated slightly, it wasn't the weather that was cold, it was people's hearts.

After a long time, he said, "Yesterday, the dream you talked about..."

Shen Mian said lightly: "That dream started the night before marrying into the palace. At first, I thought I was just thinking wildly, but after that I dreamed it again and again. It was unavoidable that I felt weird. At first, I also felt strange because of my own death. Fear, fortunately, now I can face it calmly."

Yuncheng was stunned, and he suddenly remembered that the young man was in his sleep, and was afraid over and over again.

It turned out that at that time he was already suffering from nightmares.

But I just turned a blind eye to his pain. The indifference at that time has now turned into a knife blade, slashing on his own heart, and the blood is not stopping.

Shen Mian said to herself, "That dream was so real that I often wondered whether I was in reality or in a dream."

Yuncheng asked in a hoarse voice: "In your dream, what does this king look like?"

Shen Mian pulled her lower lip, and in her cold tone, she couldn't hear a trace of dissatisfaction, she just said lightly: "My lord, I hate me very much, the wedding night tortured me all night... After that, I rested on the bed It took three days to barely get out of bed, and I even missed returning home."

A handful of salt was sprinkled on the countless wounds on Yuncheng's heart. The pain was so painful that it was extremely difficult for him to breathe.

He knew that if Shen Mian hadn't pushed him away that night, the result would be the same as that dream.

That's what he's afraid of.

He was afraid that the ending of the dream in Shen Mian's mouth would become a reality.

He was afraid that it was actually a prophetic dream.

The two sat quietly around the charcoal fire for a long time, until the sun was setting outside the window, and Yuncheng asked with difficulty: "Do you want to leave the palace?"

Shen Mian lowered her eyelashes, and asked back: "If I say yes, the lord will agree to me."

Yun Cheng whispered: "Yes."

He looked into Shen Mian's eyes, and there were many mixed emotions in his eyes. The pain was so extreme that he could actually laugh.

He said: "This king has rarely said the word 'fear' in his life. This king is not afraid even if he dies, but this time, this king is really afraid. Therefore, I will let you go."

He stood up, not daring to look at the cold and noble young man opposite him again.

Even one glance would shake his resolve.

"He Lishu, I will send someone to deliver it later, you decide when to leave."

The elm door opened and closed with a bang.

On the day of the twelfth lunar month, a gust of cold wind took the opportunity to sneak into the room, Shen Mian raised her lips and said, "I want to check the favorability of Yuncheng."

The system said: 【The host confirms that you want to use the only chance to check favorability in each world. 】

Shen Mian clicked: "OK."

After a few seconds, the system pops up a page:

——Cloud City Raiders progress: 100%

Shen Mian frowned, and said, "It seems that it's not him."

The live broadcast room at this time:

——Wuuuuu, the prince's party heart is like ashes qwq

—— Losing everything QAQ

——I was too naive to think that buying cold stocks would make a comeback

——Buy the wrong stock every day (Indifference.JPG)

Shen Mian looked at the barrage for a while, and gently supported her chin with her thin white wrist, and said with a smile, "By the way, do any of you have particularly good eyesight?"

The audience who were still struggling to buy the wrong stock were suddenly taken away by this smile. They are beautiful when they are sleeping and not smiling, but they lack a bit of flavor. Once they smile, they will reveal a demonic air , both inside and out are captivating.

Immediately someone responded:

——Yes, yes, raise your hands and feet! !

——I have had excellent eyesight since I was a child~~

——No other advantages, just good eyesight (proud.JPG)

Now the number of followers in the live broadcast room has exceeded 20, and when there are many online users, there are nearly 30, which can be said to be full of talents.

Shen Mian asked the system to put Wei Ting and Xiang Tianqi's luck value color screenshots together.

He asked, "Which side do you think is darker?"

……

——This question is out of scope.