I'm not really cultivating

Song Anzhen: Since she decided to blame the robbers, how could she be unprepared?Of course, the bow and arrow are also very simple, and she was prepared for the arrow that killed Qiao Xin.

Unlike other bows and arrows, they are arrows cut from tree branches.

After that, she asked people to cut out dozens of arrows from local materials, pretending to be the traces left by the two sides in the battle.

Butler Qiao didn't find anything, but he always felt uneasy.

Like Butler Qiao, Yan Caifang was also in a bad mood.

She didn't know which brain of Song Anzhen was wrong, so she came to greet him respectfully.

You must know that Song Anzhen didn't give her a good face since she entered the door, and after she was straightened, Song Anzhen's face became even worse.

She is also used to Song Anzhen's ignorance of her. The more Song Anzhen ignores her, the more she can win sympathy from her husband.

But now Song Anzhen actually respected her as a stepmother, even if she called her little mother, she felt it was a very bad signal.

So wait until Song Anzhen leaves. , She immediately sent someone to ask Butler Qiao to come over to discuss.

And Song Anzhen won this time. After winning, her son has no chance.

This is what makes her more uncomfortable.

"What should we do now? Song Anzhen won this competition, the master will really hand over the power of running the family to that sick man." She is not afraid of the sick man, but Song Anzhen.

"No matter how powerful Song Anzhen is, she is still a woman. Don't be impatient, we will have a bright future." Butler Qiao comforted.

While the two were talking, Song Anzhen was also listening to the reports from the people below.

"After you came out from Madam, Madam immediately called Butler Qiao over."

"Do you know what they discussed?" Song Anzhen looked at that person.

"I don't know. They are very cautious and don't let people get close." The visitor said with his head down.

"Keep staring, be careful not to be discovered by others." Song Anzhen said to the visitor.

The old woman saluted Song Anzhen, then retreated through the back door.

Just as the old woman left, another person hurried in from outside.

The man said something in Song Anzhen's ear, and Song Anzhen stood up instantly.

"Come on, let's go outside." She said quickly.

Song Anzhen came, Su Yun was not surprised.

After she helped Song Anzhen resolve the catastrophe, Song Anzhen's fate also changed accordingly.

Su Yun made a cup of tea for Song Anzhen: "Talk slowly if you have anything to do, don't worry."

Su Yun said without waiting for Song Anzhen to speak.

"As expected of the master, the master knew that I was impatient as soon as I arrived. Master, I have something to ask for."

"You said."

"Is there a way to know whether the two are related by blood?" Song Anzhen asked.

"You bring the other party's blood."

"Is it as simple as blood?" Song An really couldn't believe it was so simple.

"Yes, the fresher the better." Su Yun and Song Anzhen delayed bringing it for a few days, but it was of no use at all.

"Okay, then wait a minute, master, I will bring things today or tomorrow."

What Su Yun didn't expect was that what Song Anzhen brought the next day was not blood, but a living person.

She really didn't expect Song Anzhen to act so vigorously and act immediately when she had doubts.

However, she still likes Song Anzhen's character, straightforward and straightforward.

Compared to Song Anzhen, Song Anhua seemed much more restrained.

On the surface, there was no expression on the young and old Chen's face, but Su Yun could hear a heart beating violently under his old face.

It revealed how nervous he was at the moment.

"Whether I am a child of the Song family or not, Song Anzhen will always be my elder sister. I will compete fairly with my elder sister, but I will not use despicable means to win."

After Song Anhua expressed his position, he picked up a sharp knife on the table and cut the skin of his fingers lightly.

Blood dripped down and dripped into a bowl filled with clear water.Like a red flower blooming in the water.

Song Anzhen also stepped forward without saying a word, dripping his own blood into the bowl.

Although it is very unreliable for future generations to say that blood is used to recognize relatives, the blood of people with similar blood types will also blend together.

But Su Yun is a monk, so she can use the supernatural method of this world to verify it.

Su Yun took out a talisman and lit the talisman. As the ash of the talisman fell into the bowl, some of the two drops of blood merged together, but part of them separated.

"You two are half siblings." Su Yun said without hesitation.

"This, what's going on?" Song An really didn't believe the result.

Originally, everyone guessed that Song Anhua was not her real brother, so Butler Qiao, who was close to his stepmother, contacted the robbers in the name of Song Anhua.

Could it be that the direction of guessing from the beginning was wrong?
"Sister, if it was really my mother who contacted the robbers and caused you to be attacked by robbers this time, I will be responsible for this matter to the end."

"It sounds good, you are responsible, what are you responsible for, is it your life?" Song An couldn't help being angry.

"My sister wants my life, you can take it at any time." Song Anhua also said very seriously.

"Huh, that sounds nice. Do you want me to be charged with killing you? Don't even think about it." Song Anzhen took a deep breath and snorted coldly.

Su Yun frowned at this moment: "Strange."

"Master, what are you strange about? Where is it strange?" Song Anzhen turned around and asked when Su Yun said it was strange.

"I look at his fate. His mother's fate is shallower than yours. He should have died when he was born. Why is his mother still alive?"

Su Yun's words gave Song Anzhen a flash of inspiration.

Some things that I didn't figure out before, I figured it out all at once.

If Song Anhua's biological mother was not her stepmother Yan Caifang but someone else, then it would make sense for Yan Caifang to push Song Anhua as a scapegoat.

"It's impossible." Song Anhua looked at Su Yun and then at Song Anzhen.

"It's impossible. Who else is my mother? This is all your conspiracy." Song Anhua shouted.

"If I can call you here, it's fair and honest. If you don't believe it, it doesn't matter. Let's speak with the facts. I can go and investigate, and investigate the matter of your biological mother."

After Song Anzhen finished speaking, he called someone over: "Help me find out what woman my father had been with besides Yan Caifang eighteen years ago? This person's identity must be extremely secretive, and he died not long after."

"Yes, miss." Song Anzhen's confidant got Song Anzhen's order to go down quickly.

"Actually, I have another method, which is to check whether Song Anhua and your stepmother are related by blood effectively and quickly."

"Do you want to get my stepmother's blood? I'm afraid that going to get my stepmother's blood at this time will arouse her suspicion." Song Anzhen still felt that this method was inappropriate and the risk was too great.

"No, if it's just to verify the relationship between mother and child, you can verify it as long as you get her hair."

"So simple?"