Song Hexiu smiled and said, "So it's the Third Young Master's handwriting. I want to take a look at it."

Shen Tangyu cooperated very well and took the copy of the calligraphy.

Just seeing the color of the paper, Song Hexiu was puzzled, "The color of this paper..."

Why does it feel like more than ten years have passed?

Song Chuman stood on tiptoe to take a look and sighed helplessly.

Shen Tangyu is really something. He doesn't even draft his lies.

This paper is obviously from many years ago.

Although she has taken good care of herself, even she can see it, let alone Song Hexiu.

Shen Tangyu's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm and said, "This is a batch of paper that our palace purchased many years ago. However, my father and mother are very frugal, and asked us to use up this paper even if it is just for practicing calligraphy."

"The handwriting on the characters looks old. This is because I was practicing calligraphy outside last time and left the paper outside after writing. It was a long time before the servants took it in. It was windy and dusty during that time, so the paper looks dirty."

Song Hexiu was still a little skeptical when he heard this, but he didn't ask any more questions, "So that's how it is."

Shen Tangyu said again: "Brother Song, come and see how I write this character?"

He also found an opportunity to look at Song Hexiu's calligraphy.

But Song Hexiu is in his twenties after all, so his handwriting must have changed a little.

Therefore, it should be impossible to confirm Song Hexiu's identity by comparing his handwriting.

Song Hexiu looked at the characters in the copybook carefully and nodded: "You are still young, so your handwriting is a little immature, but it doesn't matter. When you are older and have more experience, your handwriting will be mature. The handwriting I wrote when I was fourteen or fifteen years old is somewhat similar to yours."

Shen Hanrui and Shen Tangyu were delighted at the same time.

Somewhat similar? Does that mean he could be the eldest brother?

Shen Tangyu asked anxiously, "Is it true? Your old handwriting is very similar to mine?"

Song Hexiu didn't understand why Shen Tangyu was so excited, so he nodded and said, "Yes."

Shen Tangyu added: "Now that you mention it, I am very interested. Can I take a look at your previous writings?"

Shen Hanrui also looked at Song Hexiu excitedly.

Song Chuman saw the expressions of the two and sighed silently.

It's not easy to find.

Instead of testing him like this, it would be better to let her give Song Hexiu acupuncture. After a cycle, maybe he could really remember something.

Previously, when she had taken Song Hexiu's pulse and used her mental power to investigate, she had indeed discovered that there was a blood clot in his head that was being compressed by the blood stasis.

But at that time, she was not sure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to let him recover his memory.

I don’t know whether Song Hexiu is willing to restore his memory.

What's more, they didn't know that he was most likely the lost prince of Prince Gongxuan's Palace.

In addition, my family had been very busy before, so this matter was delayed.

She could go back and ask him if he wanted to recover his memory and find his real parents, even if his biological parents were not King Gongxuan and the Queen, then she could help.

Song Hexiu apologized, "I didn't have any paper at home before. After I found a job, I only wrote at work, mostly in account books. But those account books are the boss's secrets, and they shouldn't be easily seen by others. I don't know if the boss is willing to keep them. The first restaurant I worked in was Ruyi Restaurant in Beijing. It changed owners a few years ago, so it's probably hard to find them."

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