On the day of rebirth, I took my baby to find Jiuqiansui to recognize his relatives

As night falls, the splendor of the Hundred Flowers Banquet gradually fades away.

Amid the dim lights, Wu Junyao came in the moonlight, dressed in a blue shirt, with some of his usual hostility shed.

Jiang Yanwan was a little surprised, as if she didn't expect him to come to pick her up in person.

Wu Junyao's expression remained cold, and he said in a light tone: "In the future, when Ah Yan goes to the palace to study with me, he should pick me up and drop me off more often. I just want to familiarize myself with him in advance."

Seeing him looking away, Jiang Yanwan tactfully did not expose him and just pulled A Yan into the car.

He drove the car himself, ready to escort Jiang Yanwan and her son back to the mansion, but his eyes unconsciously lingered on A Yan for a few more seconds. The look was complex, containing both curiosity and scrutiny.

The wheels rolled lightly over the cobblestone road, making a slight sound, but the atmosphere inside the car seemed a little subtle.

A Yan snuggled in Jiang Yanwan's arms, his little face full of tranquility after exhaustion, while Jiang Yanwan had a gentle look on her face, as if she was thinking about something.

"Commander Wu, there is something I want to discuss with you." Jiang Yanwan broke the silence, her voice soft but with a firmness that could not be ignored, "Although Ah Yan does not have his father's company, I hope he can feel the love from his elders like other children. I want... to let you become Ah Yan's godfather, how about that?"

When Wu Junyao heard this, his expression changed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by a cold look.

"Jiang Yanwan, what do you mean by this? Just because I don't recognize this child, you are going to use the King of Jin's bastard to humiliate me like this?!"

Ah Yan was originally resting with his eyes closed, but when he heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes, his little face flushed red, and his eyes flashed with disbelief and anger.

He held his mother's hand tightly, as if to give her strength in this way.

"You're talking nonsense! I'm not a bastard, and I don't need a father. I am my mother's child alone!" Although Ayan's voice was childish, it was extremely firm, and every word he said revealed his defense of his mother.

Wu Junyao was somewhat embarrassed by this sudden rebuttal and his face darkened.

"Humph, like mother, like son. They both don't know what's good for them."

His words were full of sarcasm and disdain.

When A Yan heard this, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited.

He broke free from Jiang Yanwan's arms without hesitation, and amazing strength burst out of his small body. He pounced on Wu Junyao and bit his wrist.

"Hiss——" Wu Junyao felt pain and pulled his hand back suddenly. There was a row of clear teeth marks on his wrist, and blood was faintly visible.

He looked at the seemingly weak but extremely brave child in front of him in disbelief, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"You..." Wu Junyao was about to scold, but was stopped by Jiang Yanwan's stern look.

"Ayan, don't be rude." Although Jiang Yanwan blamed him, her tone was more of heartache and pride.

She turned to Wu Junyao, her apology was filled with unquestionable determination, "General Wu, I was inconsiderate, but Ah Yan's reaction also speaks for itself. From now on, I will not say such things to offend you again."

The atmosphere in the car was heavy, the three people each had their own thoughts, and the night outside the car seemed to become even heavier.

Finally, Wu Junyao stood up with a gloomy face and got off the carriage.

Ayan's tense face slowly relaxed and he looked up at his mother.

Ayan snuggled back into his mother's arms, closed his eyes, and a reassured smile played on his lips.

The carriage slowly drove towards the Jiang Mansion.

In the car, Jiang Yanwan gently stroked A Yan's head.

"Ayan, my mother was wrong today, but you must remember that the real opponent is often not in the open."

A Yan nodded thoughtfully and took his mother's words deeply into his heart.

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Inside the Jiang residence, the lights were dim. Jiang Shihuan sat alone in her boudoir, tightly grasping a pearl and jade hairpin in her hand, her eyes burning with flames of jealousy and unwillingness.

She recalled Ayan's glory at the banquet, and the imbalance in her heart grew like weeds.

"Why can he, an illegitimate child, win the favor of the eldest princess?" Jiang Shihuan murmured to herself, a vicious plan forming in her mind.

The next morning, there was a commotion in the Jiang Mansion. Jiang Shihuan ran to Master Jiang crying, with nothing in her hands.

She complained tearfully, "Dad, my pearl and jade hairpin is missing. It was the first gift my mother gave me after I came back. I have always treasured it and always carried it with me! It must have been Ah Yan. He was angry that I laughed at him at the Hundred Flowers Banquet yesterday. He must have stolen it!"

The news quickly spread throughout the mansion. Jiang Yanwan came over after hearing the news. Her face was calm, but a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.

She knew very well that there must be something behind this matter, but she did not show it.

She just bent down and bowed to Jiang Shihuan: "If it is really what Ah Yan said, then it is also because I, as a mother, failed to discipline my sister properly. So no matter whether it is Ah Yan's doing or not, I will first pour tea for my sister to apologize."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and poured a cup of tea. A fat poisonous insect slipped invisibly from her sleeves and turned into nothingness the moment it fell into the cup.

This is a truth poison. Anyone who takes it will involuntarily tell the truth.

Since Jiang Shihuan was so stubborn, she could only use such a dishonorable method to clear her and A Yan's names.

Jiang Shihuan was completely unaware and still felt that she had won a great victory in this battle.

Seeing Jiang Yanwan's humble appearance, she felt so happy.

Picking up the cup, she drank it in one gulp, and soon her eyes became blurry.

Jiang Yanwan understood and looked at Master Jiang, as if waiting for him to speak.

Master Jiang cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Huan'er, tell me the whole story. If that boy really stole something, I will never let him off easily."

Hearing this, Jiang Yanwan's mouth curled up slightly, and she said sarcastically: "Father is really upright and honest."

Without waiting for Master Jiang to answer, Jiang Shihuan spoke in a daze:

"It was me... I framed Ah Yan... I just couldn't accept it. Why did he get so much..."

Hearing this, Jiang Yanwan felt mixed emotions, but she remained calm on the surface and just sighed softly.

"Shihua, jealousy is a double-edged sword that hurts others as well as yourself. Although Ah Yan was not born by my will, he is also a member of the Jiang family. I hope you can put aside your prejudice and live in harmony with him."

After waking up, Jiang Shihuan's face suddenly changed. She regretted so much that she wanted to cut off her tongue.

What a weird thing! He was clearly trying to frame that little brat, but why did he speak out his true feelings like a lunatic?

Looking at Jiang Yanwan who had a calm expression, Jiang Shihuan seemed to realize something and her face suddenly turned ugly.

What tricks did this bitch use? !

Now, even if Mr. Jiang wanted to be biased, there was nothing he could do. He could only symbolically reprimand Jiang Shihuan a few words and let her go back.

Jiang Yanwan saw it and smiled in her heart.