After sighing, Nan Nan saw that she was unwilling to talk to him, so she had to sit silently on the chair on the other side.
He was very hungry, so he lowered his head and rustled out some pastry and chicken drumsticks from his clothes, and ate them with relish in front of the woman.
The woman's eyebrows were almost tied into a knot. This child...
Nannan ate two pieces of pastries, then gnawed on two chicken drumsticks, then took out an apple from the bag, followed by dried fish, then chicken feet, then spiced beans, and a few small grapes. .
The woman was shocked. He was just a little child, how could he eat so much? Isn't his appetite too scary
Nannan ate for a long time, then felt a burning gaze on the top of his head. He paused, raised his head, and met the woman's surprised gaze.
When the woman looked up at him, she immediately calmed down her expression and turned aside coldly.
"Um... do you want to eat?" Nan Nan looked down at what he was eating. He felt that it was almost done. There were still a few steamed buns in the bag. He slowly took them out and muttered, "I There is some left here, and it was originally meant to be left for my father to eat. But I see that you are locked here alone, and your face is so ugly. You must have been hungry for a long time, so I will give it to you. "
The corner of the woman's mouth twitched as she stared at the two large steamed buns he handed over. She couldn't help but wanted to speak, but after a pause, she turned her head away.
"You don't want to eat?" Nannan took the steamed bun back, "Okay then, I'll leave it to my dad."
The woman suddenly raised her eyebrows, "Your father? Are you going to give this to your father? Can Meng Ziyao eat it too?" She turned her eyes and probed casually.
"Oh, my dad probably doesn't know how to eat it. I just want to express my filial piety. My dad is quite particular about food. After all, he is a prince." Nannan put the steamed buns in her mouth and was stunned. After a moment, he raised his head strangely, "Meng Ziyao? What does this have to do with Meng Ziyao?"
The woman suddenly looked at him, "You said your father... is a prince?"
"Yes." Nan Nan nodded. Seeing the garbage on the table, he consciously took out a paper bag, gathered it all together and wrapped it up.
Prince? Prince? Is he the prince's son? How could the prince's son call Ziqi his aunt
The woman began to ponder, and then her eyes lit up. By the way, Meng Zhicheng has a sister who is a noble concubine of Feng Cang Kingdom, and her son...
She remembered that Concubine Meng had two sons. The older one was called Ye Xiudu. Because he had a flower-shaped birthmark on his body, he could freely come and go among the Mongolian people, and he was very popular among the clan elders.
This child now appears among the Mongolian people, could it be...
The woman began to look at him carefully again. The more she looked at him, the more she felt that his features were gradually becoming clearer. Yes, this child is actually somewhat similar to Ye Xiu when he was a child...
"You, who is your mother??" Although the woman had a hint of doubt in her heart, she still didn't believe it and could only continue to ask.
"My mother? My mother is so amazing. She is like a fish out of nowhere. She has great martial arts skills and excellent medical skills. She is loved by everyone. She is the most beautiful woman in the world. The most amazing thing about her is that she is as smart as me. My lovely baby son, so she has always been proud of me. In my mother’s heart, I come first, well, that’s it.”
"..." The corner of the woman's mouth twitched fiercely. She only asked who her mother was, but not her mother's temperament.
"By the way, you haven't told me yet, who are you and why are you locked here? Did my uncle lock you here? Are you my uncle's enemy?" Nannan moved closer. After a while, he looked at her strangely and said, "Also, you and Aunt Ziqi are really similar."
Uncle? Meng Zhicheng's uncle, it seems that he is really Concubine Meng's grandson.
"You and your uncle have a good relationship?" the woman asked.
Nannan curled her lips, looking very unhappy.
The woman narrowed her eyes and said, "Looking at your temperament, you will actually have fun with Meng Ziyao."
"Who is having fun with that bad guy?" Nannan was very angry. When he thought of Meng Ziyao holding a dagger to kill the elder of the famous clan last night, he became extremely angry. If his father hadn't stopped him, He had to go up and beat him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
"He has no conscience and is simply crazy. My great-grandfather was assassinated and fell into a coma. He actually broke into my great-grandfather's house in the middle of the night and wanted to kill him. My great-great-grandfather is his biological grandfather. , How could he be so heartbroken and crazy?"
"What did you say?" The woman suddenly stood up from the chair, "You said Meng Ziyao wanted to kill the famous clan elder?"
As she spoke, she walked around the room twice, and then, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly asked him again, "You just said... that the famous clan elder was assassinated and fell into a coma? Who assassinated him?"
"I don't know, my dad is still checking." Nan Nan glanced at her strangely.
But he found that the woman's face suddenly turned pale, and she looked even more terrifying than before.
"How could it be possible? How could it be possible? He was assassinated, unexpectedly... so quickly..."
Nan Nan frowned and saw her mumbling, but couldn't hear clearly what she said. But Nannan could tell that she seemed to be greatly stimulated when she heard that the famous clan elder was assassinated.
The woman slowly closed her eyes and suddenly laughed, "It seems that I can't wait any longer after all."
As she spoke, her eyes suddenly became sharp. She suddenly looked at Nannan and said in a deep voice, "You said you are Ye Xiudu's son, right? What evidence do you have?"
"Ah? Evidence?" Nan Nan blinked. He is his father's son. Does he need any more evidence
"As long as you can prove that you are Ye Xiudu's son, I will tell you something." The woman looked at him steadily.
Nannan was a little distressed. He couldn't bring his father in. How could he prove it
"Does having a flower-shaped birthmark on my body count?" Nannan asked in a low voice. Everyone in the Mongolian ethnic group knew about it anyway, so it didn't matter if he told her.
The woman's eyes lit up, she grabbed Nan Nan, opened his clothes, and saw a flower-shaped birthmark. Just as she was pulling, a silver medal suddenly fell from Nannan's body. She took a closer look and saw that it was... the clan leader's silver medal.
She looked at Nan Nan and asked, "Have you met the leader of the Mongolian tribe?"
Nan Nan nodded blankly, "Grandpa Lu taught me Kung Fu." This is not a secret, it can be said.
"Show me the boxing skills taught to you by the clan leader."
"..." He was not a performer, but when he thought about her saying that she wanted to tell him something, he still managed to do it twice.
The woman nodded with satisfaction. Yes, the boxing technique was very precise. It was Meng Lu's own move. There were flower-shaped birthmarks on his body and Meng Lu's token. This child... shouldn't be Meng Zhicheng.
The woman took a deep breath, looked at Nannan again, and said, "I am the mother of Meng Ziqian and Meng Ziqi, and the wife of Meng Zhicheng, Meng Qiyue."
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