Chapter 88 Recognizing the Ancestors 2

"It's nonsense! Wan'er passed away six months ago. How could Jingshanhou receive her letter!" The loose muscles on Mo Ruwen's face became longer and tighter, and his tone was full of sarcasm and displeasure.

"That letter was indeed written by Wan'er half a year ago, but I didn't receive it until a few days ago! Master Mo should know that in the past year, there have been frequent wars in the border areas, and many post halls have been cancelled. Not to mention letters, even food must not be delivered on time. The letter was transferred to an old man. He saw that it was sent to the barracks, so he risked his life and sent it to me. Unexpectedly, Wan'er had gone when I came back!" An Hong's knife-like face was full of haggardness and sadness. At the thought of Wan'er dragging the sick body to write to himself under the oil lamp, he was extremely regretful.

"Who knows if that letter was written by Wan'er!" Mo Ruwen's face was very gloomy and ugly. In his memory, Wan'er hardly went out except for going back to her mother's house, and even the maids in her yard rarely went out. In her sick days, she stayed in bed all day. She had no strength to write letters and had no chance to send the letter.

"Is it Wan'er's handwriting? Please ask Prime Minister Li and Qingcheng to know!" An Hong smiled deeply and took out a letter from his arms and handed it to his father-in-law. He waited for Mo Ruwen to say this. Mo Ruwen probably didn't know that Wan'er's good handwriting was taught by himself. Even if he hadn't seen her for several years, he wouldn't forget her handwriting!

Mo Qingcheng took a look at the handwriting on the letter, which was flexible and strong, smooth and round. It was indeed written by his mother. It seems that An Hong did not lie. In Mo Qingcheng's view, there is no need to lie. If he is not her daughter, if he does not love his mother, why should he say it many years ago in full view of the public. After all, this is not a glorious thing for a highly valued marquis.

"How about it?" There were some waves in the emperor's eyes and asked nervously. Although this matter is a family matter, if you can't handle it well, you will offend the three families. Fortunately, the Mo family said that the Marquis of Jingshan was full of military achievements, and his generals guarded the border areas, which could not offrage her. Although Li Mu was a civilian, his students were everywhere and should not be underestimated.

"When I return to the emperor, I'm not sure!" Mo Qingcheng was about to open his mouth, but Li Mu took the lead. He lowered his head and said, "The little girl has sealed the pen for many years, and the old minister dares not comment for a moment!"

Mo Qingcheng frowned. How could his grandfather be uncertain? This is obviously his mother's handwriting!

An Hong also frowned slightly. He thought that the biggest obstacle came from Mo Ruwen, but now it seems that it is Li Mu. If he had known so, he should have gone to the Prime Minister's mansion first to communicate, and he would not be so embarrassed now!

In fact, Li Mu is also forced to. Although he doesn't like to see Mo Ruwen, after all, Wan'er has married him. He will never admit that Wan'er was pregnant before she got married. If this rumor goes out, not only will her face be light, Wan'er will also be scolded, and even Qingcheng will be laughed at.

Mo Ruwen had a light smile on his face. He had long known that Li Mu would be like this. If he admitted that this was Wan'er's handwriting, he would have admitted that he had no way to teach his daughter and admitted that Wan'er's watery poplar poplar!

"Qingcheng, what do you think?" The emperor didn't expect Li Mu to say this, and he had no idea for a moment.

"To the emperor, this is indeed written by my mother." Mo Qingcheng raised his head, looked frankly, and looked directly at the emperor. "My grandfather is old, and he hasn't seen his mother's handwriting for many years. It is inevitable that he is a little strange, but my mother has taught me calligraphy since I was a child, and I will never admit it wrong!"

"This••••••" The emperor frowned with great distress. What should I do!

Mo Qingcheng felt the hot eyes on the opposite side and looked up. He saw a comfortable and elegant face with a sad look, unwilling and unbelievable. He didn't expect that his quiet and tenacious father would take this move. He didn't expect that there was another woman in his father's heart, let alone Mo Qingcheng, whom he loves deeply, will be his sister!

Shen Muchen's cold and arrogant eyes seem to have no focus, and his dark eyes are full of calmness. For him, Jingshanhou is more suitable to be the father of Mo Qingcheng.

Shen Mushu looked at Mo Qingcheng with a worried face. If the Marquis of Jingshan was really the father of Qingcheng, it would be difficult for Qingcheng to accept for a while. If not, the Mo family would also laugh generously. Anyway, it would be a kind of harm to Qingcheng!

Only Shen Muqi looked gloating. He was abolished as the crown prince and was eager to see other people's jokes, as if this could alleviate the pain in his heart!

Mo Ruwen coughed softly and said to Mo Qingcheng sadly, "Qingcheng, my father knows that you hate me in your heart, but you can't fulfill the hearts of outsiders and let others provoke us!"

"The father is too worried, and the daughter just tells the truth, and she dares not speak falsely in front of the emperor!" Mo Qingcheng snorted coldly. Did he forget that they had separated from their relationship? For her, the Mo family was an outsider!

Mo Ruwen was speechless for a moment, his face turned white, and he lowered his head.

"Since everyone is so embarrassed, why don't we have a blood test!" Mo Qingcheng smiled slightly from the corners of his lips. Didn't ancient people like blood tests? Although there is no scientific reason, they don't know!

"Good!" An Hong smiled as soon as he heard this, and there was excitement in his quiet eyes, which was the only way to prove that Qingcheng was his daughter!

"The blood test is a rumored illegal technique. How can you play with it in front of the Holy Mountain?" Mo Qingwu looked at An Hong contemptuously, and there was a trace of disdain in his tone.

"Isn't Master Mo Dare Dare?" An Hong smiled and turned to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, what do you think of this method?"

"It's done according to the meaning of Qingcheng!" The man on the dragon chair brushed his hand. At present, no matter what to do, he has to find a way. It can't be consumed like this anymore. There are still a lot of folds to be approved in the study!

As soon as the emperor opened his golden mouth, the eunuchs immediately brought props.

An Hong took the lead in cutting his finger, and a drop of blood immediately sank to the bottom of the bowl. Mo Qingcheng was also fearless. He cut open his index finger and let the blood flow down. Gradually, two drops of blood gathered together and finally completely integrated.

Mo Qingcheng rushed to him when he saw this, his eyes were like a leaking bucket, and tears flowed out in indulgently, "Father, you are really my father!"

An Hong also burst into tears and patted Mo Qingcheng on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, my father is sorry for you!"

Mo Ruwen and Li Mu looked at each other, and their eyes were a little embarrassed, and the facts were in front of them.

There was deep despair in his comfortable eyes. He didn't know how to face Qingcheng and himself.

Only He Liancheng is sincerely happy for Mo Qingcheng. The Marquis of Jingshan is a strong man. Now, in order to let Qingcheng recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, he will not hesitate to pull down his old face. Presumably he will also be a good father!