Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 1824 Confused Bloodline

The corner of Mu Yan's mouth curled into a mocking arc: "Mother still recognizes me as your son?"

Madam Mu's heart was filled with thousands of emotions. Once the love between mother and child was severed for most of her life, it would be Madam Mu who hurt the most.

"You and I have been mother and son for a day, and in this life, we will be mother and son. Whether you are a close minister of the emperor or a traitor, you are a piece of flesh that fell from my body. How many years are left before I live to this age?" Good life? What you want is nothing more than peace and tranquility in the house, and the success of your children and grandchildren, Yan'er, please stop."

Mu Yan's expression moved, but he was unmoved, and asked with a sneer: "Since Nizi brought all the brocade boxes, mother doesn't want to see what's in the brocade box?"

Mrs. Mu followed his gaze and looked at the brocade box on the table. In the bright light of the room, her complexion changed unsteadily, and she remained silent for a long time before slowly asking Mu Qinghan: "In the brocade box, is that person's head? "

Mu Qinghan nodded.

"Open."

"Yes, grandmother."

Mu Qinghan opened the brocade box and took out the head.

Mrs. Mu was dumbfounded and her eyes widened.

For some reason, seeing that face exactly like Mu Yan's, Mrs. Mu's eyes suddenly burst into tears uncontrollably.

She didn't know why she was so sad, trembling her hand, stroked it up, the color of the majestic face faded, showing a touch of paleness.

"Grandma," Mu Qinghan didn't dare to guess wildly, "Why is grandma so sad?"

Mrs. Mu curled her fingers and retracted her hand, but her eyes still fell on that face: "I don't know, I just feel kind. Looking at him is like looking at Yan'er back then."

Mu Qinghan looked at Mu Yan.

Even if he presses Mu Yan now, Mu Yan will not tell the truth.

Mu Qinghan didn't admit that seeing Mrs. Mu was sad, and he didn't have any evidence to prove that Mu Yan was a fake, so he couldn't help but comforted him in a gentle voice: "It's just that he looks exactly like his father. I have been around for decades, how can there be fakes?"

Mu Qinghan had already made up his mind, even if his father was not the real Mu Yan, he would not tell Mrs. Mu.

Mrs. Mu is old and cannot bear such a blow and pain.

Let an old man know in his old age that her most beloved son died decades ago, or died at the hands of the fake son she loved and protected for decades, the truth is too hurtful.

Knowing a son is like a father, Mu Qinghan opposed him everywhere, even at the expense of killing relatives, once Mu Yan heard that, he saw through Mu Qinghan's thoughts.

Mu Yan smiled deeply: "People in the world say that even if a mother and child are separated by thousands of miles, they are united in one heart. If the mother is so sad, she must have doubts in her heart. Why not open the coffin and confess her blood?"

Mu Qinghan looked suspiciously, and for a moment couldn't figure out what Mu Yan meant by this move, but soon, he figured it out.

Now that Mu Yan has been expelled from the family, he is no longer part of the Mu family. To him, it doesn't matter whether he is a descendant of the Mu family or not.

There is no evidence in the case of Fenglinguan, and the manager is dead without evidence. Mu Yan has long been out of the matter. The most important thing is that there is no way to prove that the corpse is the real Mu Yan!

Mu Qinghan stared at Mu Yan: "Grandfather has already gone to the tomb to rest, so why should father bother him? Father has brought the Mu family to such a state. Grandfather may not want to see you again."

Mu Yan looked at Mrs. Mu: "If that person is your son, mother doesn't want him to recognize his ancestor? If I was not born by mother, can mother allow me to be an outsider and confuse the blood of the Mu family?"

(End of this chapter)