After being read, the plot collapsed and the protagonist went crazy!

"With Zhi Zhi here, I can bear it." Princess Yiyang's intelligence and rationality were somewhat lost when facing her daughter.

Not many people can face such a problem and still stay awake.

"A person's habits are not formed in a short time."

Xia Zhi was enlightened by Wen Heng's words.

That's right, it hasn't been half a year since this happened.

It takes half a year for a woman to learn things by heart, but there are some things that just can't be done.

[Wen Heng is indeed quite smart. 】

Wen Heng glanced at her, and Xia Zhizhi turned away embarrassedly, as if he had been caught.

"What else do you want to say? I can prove it!" Song Huaihua said.

"Since you said this purse is yours, then tell me, who embroidered this purse?"

"Me, of course it's me. I was very good at embroidery when I was a child, and I learned from the embroiderer in the palace."

Sophora japonica in Song Dynasty has a perfect way to master it.

"What about now?" Xia Zhizhi asked first.

"It's okay now... but it's definitely not as good as what I could embroider when I was a kid. There were people who taught me back then." Song Huaihua said.

"Aunt Cui, please go get the needle and thread and let her embroider in front of her. I'm sure my great-aunt will not forget what her daughter embroidered."

The woman glanced at Wen Heng, and her look was that she was blaming him for being too troubled.

Aunt Cui nodded, "Okay."

Soon, the needles and threads were brought, and the woman was not shy and actually embroidered. The embroidery method was the same, but the embroidery was very average. Not to mention there was any improvement, it was not as good as the purse.

"I embroidered it. Take a look. Are they the same?" After Song Huaihua finished speaking, she said to herself: "In these years, I have endured hardships in the countryside and only worked hard. My embroidery is not very good, but I still remember it. How did you embroider when you were a kid?"

When Aunt Cui took it over, she took a look at it and saw that it looked very similar, but as she said, it was not as good as her embroidery skills when she was a child.

Xia Chen tightened her hands again, and for some reason, there was some cold sweat in her palms.

"Is there anything else? Who are you? If you don't let my mother recognize me, what will you gain?" Song Huaihua asked bluntly.

Wen Heng curled his lips and said, "Who I am is not important. Now I know you are more important."

"I...I am Chang Yue."

Wen Heng sneered, "I can't see, right? Can you write?"

"I...I know how to do it, but I can't write well. I've told you before. I live a hard life in the countryside and do some dirty and tiring work. I don't have the time to practice that!"

"You think it's you, you're full and stuffed and you have nothing to do, and you're here to prevent us, mother and daughter, from getting to know each other."

"Not necessarily!" Wen Heng glanced at Xia Chen, "Aunt Xia, now is the time, aren't you going to give it a try?"

"Me?" Xia Chen looked over suddenly, and then quickly lowered her head.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should also have embroidered sachets and purses, right?"

【How does he know? Does he have clairvoyance? 】

Wen Heng looked at the little girl's surprised look and felt a little proud. There was always something surprising to her.

"Aunt Xia, don't be embarrassed. Just take it out. I did all this just to find out whether you are my great-aunt's daughter. Since someone is coming to grab this position, don't you fight for it for yourself?"

Xia Zhi nodded.

[Yes, you have to let this fake go away. Even if my mother is not, there is absolutely no way this guy is. 】

Both her daughter and Wen Heng said so, and Xia Chen knew that it was not good for her to keep hiding behind.

"You? What does it have to do with you?" Song Huaihua asked.

Xia Chen glanced at her and took out the sachet embroidered for Princess Yiyang without answering her.

Aunt Cui quickly gave it to Princess Yiyang, "Princess, look, how well this is embroidered, yo, there are even sword tassels!"

After Princess Yiyang saw it, she was stunned again. She looked at Xia Chen and then at the words on the sachet, "Why are these two words?"

"Isn't it just peace? What's so special about this?" Song Huaihua said disdainfully, "I know her too, and I can also embroider."

Xia Chen took a deep breath and said, "Whether the princess and I have this fate or not, I think a good person like you should be in peace."

Not wanting to, Princess Yiyang said: "Yue'er also said, mother, you have everything, you have daddy, you have me, you must be safe. Only when you are safe can you always be with Yue'er."

Xia Chen looked at Princess Yiyang.

"Yue'er said that if she wanted to embroider sachets for me and her father, it would be embroidered with a safe son. She said that her father and I were going to the battlefield, and the most important thing was to come back safely."

Song Huaihua pursed her lips and said, "It just so happens that I can also embroider."

"Why did you make another sword spike?" Princess Yiyang ignored Song Huaihua's words and continued to ask Xia Chen.

"Actually, I don't know what to give, it's just a little thought. I'm grateful that you've been so kind to Cicada. I wonder if you like it?"

"I like it. Yue'er also said that I look good dancing with a sword. She wants to make a sword spike for me."

Xia Chen didn't expect such a coincidence. These were completely subconscious on her part.

But these shouldn’t be enough to explain anything, right?

"What does that mean?"

"It means that even if Aunt Xia doesn't remember it, there is still an impression in her subconscious." Wen Heng said.

"That's nonsense. I even said I had an impression."

"Where's my purse? How do I calculate it? Does she have it?"

Xia Chen shook her head, "I don't have anything and I don't remember anything."

"Then I remember it." Song Huaihua said proudly, "Mom, you can ask me some more questions, or I can just tell you more."

"That way you can tell I'm the real one."

"I don't know how many people know about those things!" Wen Heng said.

"Then why doesn't she know?" Song Huaihua pointed at Xia Chen and asked.

"Because she doesn't have to use these to prove that she is true." Wen Heng said.

Aunt Cui was really sweating, who were these two?

She couldn't tell, but she definitely hoped it wasn't Song Huaihua.

"Didn't you also say you can write?"

"Yes...yes."

"Aunt Xia, you can do it, right?"

Xia Chen nodded, "I only know some words, but I haven't written much."

When she was at her adoptive parents' house, she had never touched a pen at all. However, after she got married to Xia Jinjun, because Xia Jinjun was good at reading and writing, she wrote one once, but she felt that pen and ink were expensive and she wasted it.

Moreover, with so many things going on every day, where can I find such leisure and relaxation?

[This Wen Heng seems to be very confident. Do you really think this method is feasible? 】

Wen Heng smiled under the little girl's gaze, "In that case, let's give it a try."

You will never know whether it is successful or not until you try it.