Chapter 1341 The authenticity of the identity does not matter

Song Ci learned about Concubine Ji's stroke from her son. There was no way to borrow someone from her, so she couldn't avoid her.

Song Ci did not make the decision for Lin Qing, but only sent someone to convey the meaning of Empress Dowager Wang. Whether it was for Song Ci's face or Empress Dowager Wang's side, Lin Qing did not take Qiao or promise, and followed the people who came to pick him up by the Prince Min County Mansion.

"She has also had a big blow. Her son, who has been raising for twenty years, is not his biological son. She is also kind and filial to her son. She turns out to be a fake guy. How can she not be upset?" Song Ci sighed inwardly, and it was quite bloody.

Song Zhiyuan said: "The biggest blow is probably knowing that the real Prince Min is not long."

Song Ci immediately remembered the appearance of the weak young man she had seen, and her body fell down when the wind blew. If the five internal organs had been damaged, then once the failure caused complications, it would be a breath.

"What did the doctor say?"

Song Zhiyuan folded the sandalwood rosary in his hand and said, "I said I can't live thirty."

"The rumor is that he will not live for twenty-five years, so isn't it going to be twenty-six or seven?"

"I didn't know how my son used to be, but now I look at him, but now I look like he is at the end of his strength." Song Zhiyuan pulled the corner of his mouth.

It is precisely because of this that Chu Ze feels that everything doesn’t matter. He is afraid of the greatest revenge, and even faces the emperor calmly.

As for whether he should tell Emperor Chu what he knew or knew, he was barefoot like this and was still afraid of wearing shoes? Why should he say that, just let him mess with it?

It is just that this is unpleasant to say that Prince Min is the one who truly regards me as the truth after I die, and does this after I die.

"He was six or seven years old when he was replaced, why did he say..." Song Ci paused.

At the age of six or seven, it is said that he is sensible, but he is just a child, a pampered child, and he is under strict supervision. If you want to do something, it is really difficult to reach the top.

It is like pretending to be incompetent for twenty years, which is like pretending to be crazy and stupid, and bringing the people around Xiahouzhe over. It is even more troublesome to put on his weak body.

Song Ci changed the topic and asked: "He has returned to the imperial city now. Should he get it back? But, are you really sure that he is the real Chu Ze?"

"The emperor has asked the imperial physician to take blood and recognize his relatives after he dripped blood."

Song Ci: "..."

She wanted to say that it is not advisable to recognize relatives by dropping blood. There is a kind of drug that can be put into water, and no matter who has blood, it can be melted together.

Seeing that her expression was different, Song Zhiyuan asked, "Why, what's wrong with me?"

Song Ci asked carefully: "It's nothing, it's just this bloody acceptance of relatives. Will it be adulterated? It seems pretty ridiculous?"

"According to the records of Prince Min's workplace when he was born, there was a red mole on his sole of his feet, which was all right." Song Zhiyuan said lightly: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether he is the real Emperor Chu Ze, let alone that kind of body."

Emperor Chu cared about Xiahou Zhe, and later added a Ning Ge Lao. Now that Ning Ge Lao is dead, Xiahou Zhe has been executed. What does it matter if Chu Ze is the real Chu Ze?

He is, but his life is not long. He is not. Since he returns to this imperial city, he can only think that he is. As for whom no matter who appears in the future, it will not be Prince Min Chu Ze.

So whether he is true or false is not important.

?                                                                                                                              �

?

?????
Chapter completed!