The real daughter's life was stolen, and she was reborn and became the best in the capital

"Ming Jingrang!"

When he reached the entrance of the ancestral hall, Ming Jingheng frowned and shouted loudly inside.

Tianxin was outside the ancestral hall, carrying a basket of food boxes, and was trying earnestly to persuade Mingjing to eat something. The young master had not eaten since yesterday morning.

After receiving another family punishment and not even given any medicine, Tian Xin was really worried that his young master wouldn't be able to hold on.

"Young master, please eat something. What if you starve yourself to death?" Tian Xin had just finished persuading him when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

Tian Xin was very happy when he heard who the person was!

"Sir!"

He turned his head happily, thinking that the prince had come, and if he persuaded the young master, he would definitely be willing to eat and drink.

But the smile on his face froze when he saw the anger on the young man's face.

Then he saw the young man with a dark and handsome face walking towards him. Even if Tian Xin was stupid, he could tell that the prince had bad intentions.

"Shi, Shizi..."

His voice was trembling as he tried to persuade people.

Tian Xin was used to the gentle appearance of the prince, so he was very scared when he suddenly saw him like this. When the people came over, he bravely and carefully stopped them: "Prince, this incident was really not done by the young master, the young master..."

Before he could finish his words, Ming Jingheng interrupted him in a deep voice: "Get out of the way."

"Sir..."

Tian Xin had a sad face and wanted to beg on his knees.

Ming Jingrang's hoarse voice came from inside: "Let big brother in."

"Master..."

Tianxin was terrified.

But in fact, even if Ming Jingrang hadn't said that, Tian Xin wouldn't have been able to stop the furious Ming Jingheng at this moment.

Ming Jingheng brushed him away and walked straight in.

Tian Xin was so worried when he saw this scene that he didn't care about being blamed by the prince later. He ran out crawling, wanting to find his wife to save the young master.

Mr. Chen saw him coming.

I knew what he was going to do, but I didn't stop him.

Looking at the figure of the young man entering in front of him, he was also very worried.

"Ming Jingrang, do you know what you have done?" Ming Jingheng grabbed Ming Jingrang's shoulders and forced him to turn back.

However, when he saw Ming Jingrang's expression at that moment, his hand, which was raised high, suddenly stopped and did not fall.

——The boy, who had always been unruly, now had red and swollen eyes, and the moment he saw him, tears rolled down his cheeks.

It was hard for Ming Jingheng not to be shocked by such a scene.

He knew how rebellious his younger brother was. He had been spoiled since childhood and always wanted to get what he wanted.

I would rather shed blood than tears.

Ming Jingheng had forgotten the last time he cried.

"elder brother……"

Ming Jingrang's voice had long been hoarse.

Even though he tried to raise his voice, he couldn't make any obvious sound. However, he still cried and said to Ming Jingheng: "I never thought it would end like this."

He really didn't expect that the ending would turn out like this.

If he had known from the beginning that his actions would drive her away, he would never have agreed...

But it's too late to say anything now.

Ming Jingrang's regret had completely taken root in his heart when he saw Ming Jin leave yesterday. Now that the branches and leaves were growing in his heart, his heart became extremely painful.

"Why is it like this, why did it become like this..."

He doesn't understand.

He doesn't understand.

Ming Jingheng looked at him with red eyes and whispered softly, his words filled with extreme pain.

He also felt bad.

On one side is his sister, on the other side is his brother...

Both of them are the people closest to him.

If Ming Jingrang still didn't repent, he would have slapped him in the face a long time ago.

But unfortunately——

He had already regretted and realized his mistakes...

But what's the point of saying all this now?

Things have already happened, and even Ming Jingheng doesn't know how to make up for it and win back Yanyan.

Can they still recover?

Will she...come back?

Ming Jingheng's eyes were blank, and the hand that was holding Ming Jingrang's shoulder finally let go.

But before Ming Jingheng could withdraw his hand, a familiar scream came from behind him.

"Brother Heng, what are you going to do?!"

After Zhou Zhaoru received the news from the doorman, he hurried over, knowing that Heng Ge'er would be angry, but Zhou Zhaoru did not expect that Heng Ge'er actually wanted to attack his own brother!

She was shocked and scared.

If Cuiwei hadn't supported him, he would have broken the rules and entered the ancestral hall.

"This is not Xiao Rang's fault, it's Ming Yao's!"

"If she hadn't bewitched Xiao Rang, how could Xiao Rang have done such a thing!"

Zhou Zhaoru clenched the door fearfully, looking inside intently to avoid offending Ming Jing.

When the incident happened yesterday, Zhou Zhaoru also blamed his youngest son.

But when she later found out that it was Mingyao who did it, she directed all her anger at Mingyao, thinking that it was all because of her that their family had become like this.

In her heart, she already hated this adopted daughter.

He refused to even call out "Yaoyao" again.

"Mingyao has been sent to the manor to reflect on his mistakes. Even if your brother made a mistake, he has already been punished. His body is not well yet and he can't stand any more torture!"

"Brother Heng, stop bothering with your brother." Zhou Zhaoru clung to the door frame and tried to make excuses for Ming Jingheng.

She is full of love.

But every word she said hit the two brothers' hearts heavily.

Ming Jingheng looked at Zhou Zhaoru silently.

He looked at his biological mother with an absurd and puzzled look.

Ming Jingrang was more straightforward.

He hadn't slept or eaten for a whole day and night. His body was already weak after staying up all night, not to mention the strong wind last night. His brain was now dizzy and his whole body was hot.

He knew he shouldn't be angry with his mother.

She was defending him and speaking for him. In this family, everyone had the right to criticize her, but he did not.

He shouldn't blame her.

But listening to her every word, Ming Jingrang's heart still sank deeply. Self-blame and regret could no longer describe his mood at this moment.

He just felt ashamed and embarrassed.

No wonder she left, no wonder she wanted to go...

What qualifications did he have to question her and blame her? In this family, they were all executioners holding the butcher knife.

Their words and actions were like sharp blades slashing at her.

The bruises and inhumanity she suffered were all caused by them.

"do not talk……"

He was suddenly in great pain.

Compared to watching her leave with my own eyes, the pain at this moment seemed to be even greater.

It was as if a tsunami suddenly blew up in his heart. Ming Jingrang closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Stop talking."

But his voice was so soft that Zhou Zhaoru did not hear it.

She didn't see the expression on her younger son's face at this moment, she only saw her older son looking at her in shock.

It was as if I knew for the first time what kind of person she was.

Zhou Zhaoru also became a little uneasy when he was stared at.

She knew what her eldest son was thinking.

The eldest son must be blaming her.

But doesn't she feel sad?

Yanyan is her daughter. Even if they have conflicts on a daily basis, she is still the child she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy.

When she saw Mingyao yesterday, she didn't know how much she regretted.

But things have already happened, do I have to let my youngest son get hurt too?

"I know you blame me in your heart, but your brother is also a victim in this matter. After all, Mingyao saved your brother. She forced your brother to do it. What can he say?"

"victim?"

Ming Jingheng finally spoke. He still had that absurd expression on his face, looking at his mother in disbelief.

"You still think he's a victim?"

His eyes were red, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "In this family, there is only one victim, and that is Yanyan!"

"No one else is qualified, and no one else deserves to be a victim!"

"Since Yanyan left home, have you done anything for her?"

Looking at his mother's shocked face, Ming Jingheng knew that he had lost his composure. He had always been gentle and filial, and had never spoken loudly even to servants, let alone to the mother who gave birth to him.

But at this moment, he really couldn't control himself.

He looked at the woman's stunned face and couldn't help asking, "If it was Yanyan who did these things yesterday, would you be as worried about her as you are about Xiaorang?"

"Would you think she was not wrong?"

"How much care have you shown for her since she came back?"

"Are you... blaming me?"

Zhou Zhaoru finally came to her senses. She couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe that her eldest son, who had always been obedient, would question her like this at this moment.

Her face had already turned pale.

His eyes flashed with disbelief as he stared at his eldest son in front of him.

Zhou Zhaoru's eyes suddenly turned red, whether out of shame or anger, and she raised her voice: "I'm your mother, and you actually blame me!"

Ming Jingheng suddenly felt very tired.

He lowered his head, not looking at his mother's angry and aggrieved face. He placed his fingertips between his eyebrows and pursed his lips in response, "Yes, I am blaming you."

"But I don't have the right to blame you."

"What qualifications do I have?" he said, laughing at himself. "What have I done for her? I don't even know who to ask for justice for her."

Ming Jingheng didn't want to talk anymore.

He ignored Ming Jingrang and didn't look at his mother anymore. He just walked out.

"Where are you going?"

When Zhou Zhaoru saw that he was about to leave, his expression changed and he asked hurriedly.

Ming Jingheng said without even turning his head: "Go find Yanyan."

"Will you come with me?"

Only after he said this did he glance at the woman beside him.

Zhou Zhaoru opened her red lips slightly, and before she uttered the word "go", she thought of the scene in Songcuizhai yesterday.

Thinking of the way the girl looked at her, thinking of her bowing and bidding farewell, thinking of the way she left without looking back...

Or maybe even earlier.

At the beginning, when she didn't know where she came from and didn't know what the real situation was, she defended Xiao Rang and wanted to calm things down.

In the end, I couldn't say the word "go".

She didn't even need to think about it to guess what her attitude would be towards her.

She...is scared.

Ming Jingheng watched the expression on her face change several times, but she never nodded in agreement. He stared at her silently, and finally said nothing. He withdrew his gaze and left.