Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 1505 An Yiru, the General’s Daughter 2
Sima Zhennan stood up slowly from the chair, put his hands on the table, focused forward, and looked at the old housekeeper with a very complicated expression: "What do you mean by that? What did you expect? You What did you find?"

"General." The old butler raised his head, stared into the general's eyes, and said word by word: "That little girl is the daughter of you, General, and Ms. An from Nanzhao."

Sima Zhennan's pupils suddenly dilated, stared straight at the old butler, and asked with trembling lips: "Butler, you, you, what did you just say? Who is that little girl?"

"General, that little girl is your own daughter!" The old housekeeper said excitedly with tears in his eyes.

Sima Zhennan fell down on the chair, his heart was beating very fast at this moment, and he was in a state of shock and couldn't help himself: "Is she my daughter, the daughter of me and Yong Hong?"

"Yes, General, she is your biological daughter, your biological daughter living outside!"

After Sima Zhennan muttered the old butler's words several times, he quickly stood up from the chair, walked around the desk and helped the old butler up, his face flushed with excitement: "Housekeeper, hurry up!" Tell me, what's going on here? Isn't Yong Hong dead? How could she, how could she have given birth to a daughter for me? What's going on?"

"General, don't get excited, just calm down and listen to the old slave tell you slowly." The old butler helped the general to a chair and sat down, then said seriously: "General, when that little girl came to the general's mansion , the old slave saw it by chance, and it really shocked the old slave. That little girl, oh, I can’t call her a little girl anymore, it should be called Miss. Miss looks so much like Miss Ann. At that time, the old slave Just wondering if there is such a coincidence in this world? The old slave has always suspected that she might have some connection with Miss An, so the old slave wanted to find a chance to ask Miss An face to face."

"Only two days ago, the old servant followed Miss to her place by chance." Speaking of this, the old housekeeper did not forget to salute the general: "General, I'm sorry, in order to find out the truth of the matter, So the old slave had no choice but to kidnap the young lady to a secluded place, just to ask some questions face to face."

Sima Zhennan didn't care about the kidnapping, as long as she was fine, he asked nervously, "And then?"

"The lady's mouth is very strict. Later, I asked some clues from her mouth in exchange for a condition. The lady said that her name is An Yiru, and she was born on the sixth day of August in the year of Yinxu."

As soon as the old butler finished telling her birthday, Sima Zhennan, who was sitting on the chair, couldn't wait to start counting. After half a cup of tea, he exclaimed: "The time is very coincident, that is to say, when you sent Yong Hong away By that time, she was already pregnant."

"Yes, General." The old butler nodded: "This old slave has already asked the accompanying military doctor, and he told me that Miss An asked him for his pulse ten years ago, and he had already felt the Xi pulse at that time. , but Miss An told him not to tell anyone, not even the general."

"Why? Why didn't she ask the military doctor to tell me?" Sima Zhennan stood up and asked in confusion.

If someone had told him that she was pregnant, things might not have gotten to the point where it is today.

(End of this chapter)