Chapter 1738 - 630: The Reverse Female Lead (Part 19)_2

Chapter 1738: Chapter 630: The Reverse Female Lead (Part 19)_2

Over the past twenty years or so, countless times in the middle of the night, the Empress dreamt of the day of the assassination.

And also the chubby, cute appearance of her little son.

Perhaps, the son’s appearance has long been forgotten, but she always cherished the memory.

Unfortunately, no matter how much the Empress reminisced, she was very clear: her Erlang had long been dead, even though she never saw the body, there was no room for fantasy.

However, the Empress had absolutely no idea that one day, Princess Consort Liang, Lady He, would hesitate to speak to her—

"Your Highness, there’s something I don’t know whether to tell or not!"

The Empress raised her eyebrows, "What is it? Just say it!"

He Tiantian feigned hesitation, seemingly troubled, yet ultimately appeared to make up her mind.

She looked up at the Empress, "Your Highness, thanks to Duke Fengen Mansion, I brought my family from my mother’s side to Capital City recently."

The Empress nodded; this matter was supposedly like "behind the scenes" of Duke Fengen Mansion, but the Empress had long been aware of it.

In fact, the matter itself was at the behest of the Empress.

If she wanted to win over Lady He, she would ensure the matter was thoroughly done.

Merely having someone bring He’s family here, it took no effort, yet could make He feel grateful.

The Empress did not seek Lady He’s protection for her and the Crown Prince; as long as she bore no malice towards them, it was enough.

"The person I sent reported back that while accompanying my grandmother to bid farewell to family, they saw someone—"

He Tiantian began to stutter again.

The Empress smiled, knowing it was He performing a show, but she cooperated, softly saying, "Feel free to speak!"

"This person looks very much like the Empress."

Seemingly gaining courage from the Empress’s smile, He Tiantian completed the sentence in one breath.

The Empress’s smile faded slightly.

What did He mean?

What does it mean for someone to look very much like her?!

The Empress’s mind started spinning theories; she didn’t even think of her second child who died young.

He Tiantian seemed to sense the change in the Empress’s mood; she hurriedly said, "I know, the world is vast, and there are all kinds of things. Even two strangers can have similar appearances!"

"But this person..."

He Tiantian paused, as if recalling, "Listening to the servant’s report, I suddenly remembered that I had seen him when I was little."

"He was my aunt’s neighbor, now twenty-two years old."

"Changsheng, oh, that person, was never loved by his parents, and the village often said he might not be their biological child..."

He Tiantian seemed somewhat flustered, her words were fragmented.

However, the Empress sharply grasped the key points.

Twenty-two years old?

And, also named Changsheng?

A sudden thought flashed through her mind; her usually steady nature somewhat faltered.

"What did you say? He is named Changsheng?"

Changsheng was her second son’s pet name; she had specifically had a small Peace Pendant crafted with the "Changsheng" characters engraved on it, to be carried by her son.

"Yes, he is called Xu Changsheng. However, his parents don’t love him, it doesn’t seem like they would give him such an auspicious name!"

He Tiantian feigned confusion, saying, "And his parents brought him back when he was over a year old; over the years, the village often suspected he was a stolen child of a wealthy family!"

The Empress suppressed the roiling emotions, strived to remain calm, "What are you saying?"

What does it mean to be a stolen child of a wealthy family?

"My aunt lives next door, she saw Changsheng when he was young. She said when he was first brought to the village, Changsheng was chubby and cute!"

"Unfortunately, his parents were unkind to him, a good child quickly became thin and dark."

"Still, Changsheng proved resilient, despite unkind parents and indifferent siblings, he struggled to grow up on his own."

"My maid reported back that nowadays, Changsheng is eight feet tall and handsome..."

He Tiantian observed the Empress’s expression while pretending to speak seriously.

"Could it be my son, my Erlang, is not dead?"

This outrageous thought crashed into the Empress’s mind; as she pondered, she increasingly believed it possible.

The officials only found a heap of bones, but couldn’t prove that there was an infant among the bones.

Moreover, Erlang carried a gold collar and a Peace Pendant with him.

Those things, beasts are unlikely to swallow them down, aren’t they?

Perhaps, someone passed by and rescued the child.

Um, alright, the Empress quickly realized she was idealizing people.

Didn’t she hear what He said, the parents of Changsheng were unkind to him, even treating him like a slave.