After these words were spoken, everyone turned their attention to Jiang Wanqing.

Song Nansheng subconsciously replied: "How is that possible? Apart from my daily meals, I have never eaten anything else. How do you know that I ate anything else?"

Madam Zhou sneered, "Could it be that she took the abortion drug you gave her?"

Jiang Wanqing shook her head with a hint of smile on her face: "It was obviously fed by my mother-in-law, wasn't it?"

Song Nansheng was slightly stunned and subconsciously looked at Old Madam Zhou.

How could it be my aunt?

Madam Zhou looked a little guilty: "Are you kidding me? How could I possibly feed Nan Sheng an abortion drug!"

Jiang Wanqing's eyes flickered. "Didn't mother-in-law joke with me first? Why is she so excited when I joked with her? Could it be that I really guessed it right?"

Madam Zhou became even more excited: "Jiang Wanqing! If you keep talking nonsense, I will have your mouth ripped off!"

Song Nansheng looked at this scene and frowned.

She spent a lot of time with Old Madam Zhou.

Of course I know Madam Zhou's character.

Madam Zhou is old now, and even if she is angry, she rarely gets so excited.

Why does it seem like something is really not right now?

Could it be that my aunt really wants to do something to her own child?

No! Absolutely impossible!

She couldn't understand why her aunt would do that to her own child. This was her aunt's second grandson.

At that moment, Song Nansheng glanced at Jiang Wanqing and said in a cold voice: "Cousin, why do you have to sow discord between me and my aunt? Everyone knows that I grew up under my aunt's wing. We are like mother and daughter. No matter how you try to sow discord, it will be useless."

Jiang Wanqing smiled and didn't say anything in response.

Song Nansheng trusts Madam Zhou so much, but I wonder how Song Nansheng will feel when he knows the truth?

What would she do when she found out that her brother Zi Gu, her aunt, and her son all didn't want the baby in her belly to be born smoothly?

At this time, Song Nansheng's maid suddenly said, "Cousin, besides the daily meals, you also ate something else!"

Song Nansheng turned around, glanced at the maid, and asked, "What else did I eat?"

Jiang Wanqing and the maid looked at each other.

He opened his mouth and said, "Didn't Sister Nan Sheng eat the sour cake that Mu Sheng sent?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Musheng, who was standing behind Old Madam Zhou, suddenly turned pale.

His little hands tightly grasped the hem of Madam Zhou's clothes.

His face was filled with panic and his eyes were evasive.

However, Mrs. Zhou Song Nansheng did not even look at Zhou Musheng.

Madam Zhou sneered, "What a joke! Are you still trying to say that it was Mu Sheng who fed Nan Sheng something he shouldn't have eaten? How old is he? And you're throwing dirty water on him like this?"

Song Nansheng also said with certainty: "Mu Sheng can't possibly harm me!"

Zhou Musheng was the child she had carried for ten months.

How could he possibly harm her own mother?

Jiang Wanqing shook her head helplessly: "Since there is no problem with the daily diet, what's the problem with checking the sour cakes?"

The doctor beside him said at the right time: "Check it out, it will be quick."

Song Nansheng just found it ridiculous.

Jiang Wanqing actually suspected that Mu Sheng gave her an abortion drug!

How old is Mu Sheng?

If she insisted on doing this, she wouldn't bother.

So the maid brought over the sour cakes that Song Nansheng had left over.

The doctor took a piece of sour cake from the plate.

He smelled it and took another sip.

The next second, the doctor's brows furrowed tightly.

He quickly put the remaining sour cake in his hand on the plate.

He bowed to Madam Zhou and said, "Madam Zhou, it was the blood-activating medicine put in this sour cake that caused Miss Cousin to have a miscarriage."

After these words were spoken, Madam Zhou could not help but take a step back.

Even Zhou Musheng was tripped and fell to the ground.

Zhou Musheng cried out in pain, and as luck would have it, Old Madam Zhou stepped on his foot.

Song Nansheng's eyes were fixed on Zhou Musheng who fell to the ground.

There was disbelief in his eyes.

Looking at the doctor, he raised his voice: "Are you kidding? How can sour cake have blood-activating medicine? This is given to me by Mu Sheng. How could he, a relative of mine..."

Song Nansheng stopped talking abruptly halfway through his words.

He was breathing deeply and seemed to be trying hard to control his emotions.

Madam Zhou quickly helped Zhou Musheng up, with concern in her eyes: "Did grandma hurt you?"

Zhou Musheng suddenly burst into tears.

I don’t know if it was because he was hurt by being stepped on, or maybe... he felt so guilty that he didn’t know how to face the scene in front of him.

Jiang Wanqing glanced at Old Madam Zhou, then looked at Song Nansheng.

Then he said, "Now, what caused you to lose your child was not the meals prepared by the mansion every day, but the sour cake that Mu Sheng bought for you. This time, you can't blame me, can you?"

Song Nansheng looked at Jiang Wanqing viciously.

At this moment, she was also a little confused.

Jiang Wanqing then walked in front of Zhou Musheng again.

Looking at Zhou Musheng who was crying non-stop.

Then he asked, "Why do you want to give your aunt sour cake? Why do you want to harm your aunt?"

When Mrs. Zhou heard this, her face changed drastically.

She glanced around at the maids who all had complicated expressions.

Then he lowered his voice and said to Jiang Wanqing: "You said that, are you trying to slander Mu Sheng in front of outsiders? How can you conclude that Mu Sheng harmed Nan Sheng? He is still a child?"

Jiang Wanqing laughed out loud: "Mother-in-law, what do you mean? It was you who said before that we should keep these servants here as witnesses.

Now, Mu Sheng brought the sour cake specially for Nan Sheng to eat. If he wants to harm Nan Sheng, can he still clear himself?"

Old Madam Zhou protected Zhou Musheng behind her.

He frowned: "How old is Mu Sheng? What does he know? Maybe this sour cake was given to Mu Sheng by you!"

Jiang Wanqing laughed out loud: "Mother-in-law, are you trying to clear Mu Sheng's name by pinning the blame on someone else? Not to mention, I wasn't at home yesterday, not to mention that Mu Sheng has been with Nan Sheng all this time, and I haven't seen Mu Sheng for a long time."

Old Madam Zhou glanced at Jiang Wanqing suspiciously.

She squatted down again, facing Zhou Musheng. Seeing the other person crying with tears on his face, she picked up the handkerchief and wiped Musheng's face.

Then he said, "Mu Sheng, tell grandma, did you give this sour cake to your aunt?"

Zhou Musheng felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look at Old Madam Zhou in front of him. He just lowered his head.

Song Nansheng, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but feel his heart sink when he saw Zhou Musheng like this.

She knew Mu Sheng, and she also knew why Mu Sheng was like this...

Could it be...Mu Sheng really...

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