Need for Highness, Enchanting Concubine

Chapter 231 Chilling Heart, Warming Heart (3)
Among them, the most unacceptable people belong to a few people in Prince Leng's residence.

When Leng Luoyu heard this, her eyes were filled with shock. She never knew that her mother was originally a stepmother, and the original hostess of the Leng Palace was not her mother at all but her mother's twin sister. It was very difficult for her to accept that she was proud of being the daughter of Leng Wangfu.

Not to mention, the person who looks similar to her is actually her own sister, that is to say, she is the eldest daughter of Prince Leng's mansion, which makes her unable to let go.

Moreover, at the same time, it means that Leng Mufeng has become her half-brother, and the woman's brother who is closer to the same father and mother, she finds it even more inconceivable.

She didn't believe it, not at all.

Before finishing combing her hair, she couldn't wait to go to Nan Yuan's.

Nanyuan's expression at this time was even more ugly.

How can it be?

How is this possible? How could my sister still have a woman? This is completely impossible!
Unless, that person hid it from her.

When her mind was still in chaos, Leng Luoyu had already run in front of her.

"Mother Concubine, is what they said true?" Leng Luoyu asked Nan Yuan before paying her respects.

Nan Yuan frowned tightly, waved her hand lightly, and all the maids in the room withdrew.

"Concubine Mu, do you really have a twin sister?" Leng Luoyu approached and asked tremblingly.

Nan Yuan raised her head and looked at her surprised daughter, a little bit of distress appeared on her face, but she still nodded helplessly and said, "Yes, the mother concubine does have a twin sister!"

Hearing his mother's concubine's answer undoubtedly wiped away all the little hope that Leng Luoyu had originally, and there was no scum left.

Her face was frosty, and she continued to ask: "Then is she really the princess before my father?"

For Nan Yuan, the last thing she wants to admit in this life is that Nan Ruan is Leng Mohan's original spouse, and she is just a stepmother. For so many years, no one has ever exposed this scar in front of her. Unexpectedly, the first person to bring up this matter again is her dearest and most beloved daughter who is least willing to tell the truth.

Seeing Nanyuan's appearance, Leng Luoyu understood it thoroughly.

In a daze, she froze for a moment, and couldn't help taking a step back, as she was about to fall down.

Nan Yuan hurriedly got up and supported her, and then helped her onto the soft chair.

"Mother and concubine, is Feng Nanxi really the father's daughter?" Leng Luoyu didn't care about her mother's feelings at all at the moment, and only thought about her own feelings.

Nan Yuan shook her head and said, "My concubine doesn't even know if she is your father's daughter or not!"

This answer is better than those two that directly killed Leng Luoyu's hope.

"That is to say, no one can prove that she is the daughter of the king?" Leng Luoyu raised her eyes and said, obviously a little happy in her tone.

As long as Feng Nanxi is not the biological daughter of the father, then she will still be the legitimate daughter of the Prince Leng's mansion, the only daughter of the father, and the only sister of the elder brother.

At this moment, Leng Luoyu has no intention of wanting to have another sister.

For ordinary people, having one more brother or sister may be a very exciting thing, but in this princely and marquis mansion, the division of concubine and concubine has somewhat increased the gap between brothers and sisters. Not to mention Princess Fengxia who has been held in the hands of everyone in Prince Leng's Mansion since birth.

Nan Yuan understood her daughter's feelings very well, and even had some empathy.

If Nan Ruan had stayed at Jiangnan Ruan's family back then, maybe the two of them would be happy now, and she wouldn't be so ruthless.

"Your father will not easily believe what other people say. Don't worry, you will always be the most honorable princess in the Leng Palace, and no one will compete with you for this seat!" Nan Yuan caressed Leng Luoyu , said very resolutely, with a ruthless cold light in her eyes, as long as someone wants to destroy her current happiness, no matter who it is, she will not let it go.

The two mothers and daughters here are uneasy, and in the study on the other side, the father and son are also at loggerheads.

When Leng Mohan heard the rumor that Feng Nanxi was his and Nan Ruan's biological daughter, he was very indifferent. He obviously didn't believe it in his heart. Even though he had doubts in his heart, he still felt that Feng Nanxi was his daughter. The possibility of his daughter is very small. In his heart, he has long been convinced that Nan Ruan is dead. It is impossible for her to be resurrected. How could she give birth to their child.

All of this must be a conspiracy designed by Feng Wang and the prince.

He will never be fooled.

Some people claim to be smart, but they don't know that they are simply stupid.

"Do you really believe what the outside world says?" Leng Mohan asked with a frown as he looked at the son with a very strange expression in front of him.

Leng Mufeng asked back: "Then father, don't you believe it?"

Leng Mohan said bluntly: "This matter must be a conspiracy by His Royal Highness, and my husband will naturally not believe it!"

conspiracy?

The corners of Leng Mufeng's lips sneered, looking at this increasingly unfamiliar father, he felt even more uncomfortable.

Since when did the people in this family make him more and more incomprehensible, whether it was the father in front of him, the so-called concubine mother, or even the sister he loved the most, and even the brother-in-law who was about to become his brother-in-law. Shen Tianhao, he felt more and more strange, as if he had never known them before.

Now he can feel the real feeling of home only in the Prince's Mansion.

Even though Feng Nanxi was indifferent to him, she always cared about him in her heart, and in front of her, he would feel more like a family member.

"Then may I ask father, who is Nan Ruan?" Leng Mufeng looked directly at Leng Mohan and asked coldly.

The word Nanruan is taboo in front of Leng Mohan.

Suddenly, an incomprehensible expression flashed across the face that was originally as if nothing had happened. Leng Mohan looked a little at a loss when he looked at his only son.

But he quickly calmed down, and said in a soft tone: "Feng'er, before the father didn't tell you, it was for your own good..."

Before he finished speaking, Leng Mufeng ruthlessly interrupted, "My father thinks it's for my own good, but my son thinks it's not good at all!"

Leng Mufeng rarely spoke to himself in such a tone, Leng Mohan was immediately taken aback.

Thinking about it, this incident might have dealt too much blow to Leng Mufeng.

But before he spoke again, Leng Mufeng yelled at him again: "I can't even tell my own mother, Father, is it ridiculous?"

(End of this chapter)