Jiang Yourning looked at the tearful Wu Qingyuan, unsure how to comfort this poor woman who had lost her daughter so many years ago.
She could fake tears and sob alongside the woman before her.
But in truth, ever since she had transmigrated into the book, she had remained clearheaded. She thought of herself as a player clearing a game's levels and was prepared to leave this world at any moment, just like other transmigrators.
So she... really could not immerse herself in the emotions of a reunion after a long separation.
Eventually, she spoke slowly. "Would you... like to ask an imperial physician to find another way to verify our relationship?"
Who knows how melodramatic the plot this lousy world filled in on its own might be?
What if there's something wrong with Nanny Li and she's lying? If the Elder Princess turns out to be someone else, and someone planted this Red String on me, won't I end up charged with deceiving the emperor?
Too bad the blood-mixing kinship test isn't very reliable, and I don't have any distinctive birthmarks. This really is a headache.
Wu Qingyuan reached out and stroked Jiang Yourning's cheek with a trembling hand, then held her and began to sob.
"No... there's no need for another test! I believe you are my Yu'er!
"Yu'er, your mother has failed you. I didn't raise you with my own hands..."
Watching his mother hold Jiang Yourning and sob, Chu Wenzong could not help sinking into thought.
Sixth Jiang's words were crude, but the reasoning behind them was sound.
Although the old servant's account matched the young man's, some details still required investigation.
He had already been cuckolded. If something else went wrong along the way, adding another Elder Princess to the imperial family would be no