After Shen Wanqing and Gu Jinyan left, the party broke up unhappily.

    After Shen Zhiying left Fu Yaxuan, she angrily returned to the general''s house all the way.

    When the servant girl and the servant saw Shen Zhiying with a gloomy face, they were afraid to lower their heads and shrink aside.

    "Where are father and mother?" Shen Zhiying stopped, suppressed her anger and asked with undulating chest.

    The housekeeper bowed his head and replied respectfully, "if you go back to miss Hui, the master and wife are in the study."

    "OK."

    Shen Zhiying walked in with a calm face and raised her jaw without looking back.

    …

    …

    Shen Zhiying is preparing to go back to her room, but she has suffered too much injustice in Shen Wanqing today. She can''t help but think of finding Mrs. Shen in her study for comfort.

    When she came to the door of the study, Shen Zhiying raised her hand to knock on the door, but she vaguely heard the conversation inside.

    "Master, did you say I was dreaming?" Mrs. Shen''s trance voice came out.

    General Shen came over and gently patted Mrs. Shen on the shoulder. "It''s not a dream, it''s true."

    Shen Jifeng hugged Mrs. Shen and looked at her in a trance. He whispered happily, "we... Really found our daughter..."

    Daughter?

    Outside the door, Shen Zhiying, who was breathing and eavesdropping, frowned suspiciously.

    She was confused, but her intuition told her that it was not good news.

    "But... I think today Qingqing''s attitude is very obvious. She doesn''t want to recognize our ideas."

    "Don''t think about it. She just doesn''t confirm it. Didn''t she provide us with clues to check?" Shen Jifeng patted her on the back and comforted her.

    Hearing the speech, Mrs. Shen looked pale and a little urgent, "yes... Yes... Sir, you''re right! Clues... Clues..."

    She firmly grasped Shen Jifeng''s arm, "go... Go! The temple in the south of the city, sir, go and find out if there is the midwife who delivered the baby in that year..."

    "OK, I''ll go, I''ll go. Don''t get excited." Shen Jifeng, who has always been rough, gave his gentle side to his wife.

    After comforting Mrs. Shen, Shen Jifeng was ready to leave.

    Just one step away, he was led by Mrs. Shen.

    "What''s the matter?" Shen Jifeng wondered.

    I saw a little hesitation on Mrs. Shen''s pale face, "if it''s our daughter, what about Zhiying?"

    Hearing the speech, Shen Jifeng stopped, and he didn''t think about it.

    He said slowly: "to find clues is just to give Qingqing a proof, but in fact, you and I all know that Qingqing is our daughter."

    "After we find out the midwife of that year, Qingqing must pick it up. As for Zhiying..."

    Shen Jifeng paused a little. He said in a deep voice: "although she is innocent, she has no worries about food and clothing for so many years, and her days of prosperity and wealth are enough to compensate her. At that time, we will give Zhiying a sum of money, and where she goes is her freedom. But our daughter has suffered so much and wandered away for so long, so there is no reason to treat her badly. Although -"

    He sighed and shook his head with some helplessness, "although Qingqing had a good life in the prime minister''s house, Prime Minister Gu also valued her as a treasure..."

    Shen Zhiying eavesdropping outside the door suddenly contracted her pupils.

    The summer sun is very hot and dry.

    But the clothes on Shen Zhiying''s back were soaked with cold sweat.

    Before she thought about it, Shen Jifeng in the room had come over and was ready to push the door out.

    Shen Zhiying subconsciously turns around and runs away and comes back to her room.