Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 474 She is me, the mother of seeking

"Why don't you dare to admit it? In fact, you are his sister, and you are actually Zhao Ruping."

Zhao Ping looked up at Murong Jingxue, and heard her say these words filled with righteous indignation. Sure enough, she knew everything, but even if you knew everything, so what, I just don't admit it, what can you do to me.

"Actually, you are afraid to admit that you are Zhao Ruping because you are afraid that everyone will know about your past in Miao Jiang, right?" Murong Jingxue raised her eyebrows.

Zhao Ping looked at Murong Jingxue in shock, and was stunned like a thunderbolt.

She, she actually knows about Miao Jiang, what and how much does she know.

There were waves of coolness on the back, and at this moment, he suddenly realized that Murong Jingxue was so terrifying.

"Miao Jiang's past?" Zhao Yiming looked at Zhao Ping suspiciously, and then at Murong Jingxue, "What happened in the past?"

Murong Jingxue clapped her hands again, and soon a tall figure appeared, walking slowly.

Zhao Ping looked up and saw that it was a man again. When she saw the appearance of the person carefully, she opened her mouth wide, stepped back a few steps, and then her body collapsed on the ground. It was him, it was him, it was him
Looking at him reminds me of that past, the past that she tried so hard to forget.

The man stood beside Murong Jingxue, looking at Zhao Ping opposite, with tears in his eyes, he was uncontrollably happy at this moment, he finally found her, father, I finally found my mother.

Murong Jingxue pointed to the man beside her and asked Zhao Ping, who was limp on the ground, "Does Aunt Zhao know who he is?"

At this moment, Zhao Ping still retained a sliver of rationality, she lowered her head and dared not look at him, "I don't know him."

"Aunt Zhao doesn't know who he is, but he does know who Aunt Zhao is." Murong Jingxue smiled at the man, "Tell me, what's your name, and how old are you this year?"

The man kept staring at Aunt Zhao, with unconcealable joy in his eyes, and replied, "My name is Emil, and I am 25 years old."

After hearing the name and age, Aunt Zhao's face became even uglier, but she still tried her best to maintain her composure.

"Do you know her?" Murong Jingxue pointed at Aunt Zhao and asked Emil.

Emil nodded, "She is the mother I have been looking for for more than ten years."

"No, no, I'm not, I'm not." Zhao Ping suddenly hugged her head like crazy, shook her head vigorously, and growled hysterically, "I'm not, I don't know you, I'm Aunt Zhao from Xiangfu, I Not your mother, I am not"

"You are my mother. I know that my father did a lot of wrong things to you, but I can't erase the fact that you are my mother." Emil corrected loudly.

As soon as she heard him talking about her father, she trembled uncontrollably. The unbearable memories of the past were circling in her mind, and the last bit of reason left in her disappeared.

"No, it's not." Zhao Ping got up from the ground and kept backing away, "I'm not, I'm not."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to run, but was stopped by Qing Ning who had been waiting there.

Zhao Ping's face was pale, she pointed her trembling fingers at Murong Jingxue excitedly, and shouted hysterically, "What on earth are you trying to do? Murong Jingxue, what are you looking for here?"

"Mother, I know that father is sorry for you, but..." Amir walked towards Zhao Ping step by step, trying to defend his father and make his mother feel better.

(End of this chapter)