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

Chapter 641 Looking for the old man and finding Simiao
He always thought that Murong Simiao was Murong Tianyun's son. Qian Simiao had said that Murong Simiao was his son before, but at that time he looked left, right, up and down, how could this child look so good? It didn't look like him at all, so his immediate reaction was that this wasn't his son at all.

At that time, he thought that Qian Simiao had been kicked out of the prime minister's house and had no one to rely on, so he wanted to join him, so he deliberately made up a lie that Murong Simiao was his son to deceive him.

Qian Simiao's serious look just now does not seem to be lying, and there is a moon-shaped birthmark on his back. This is passed down from generation to generation. If Murong Simiao also has it, it must be wrong. Deny, the child must be his son.

The most important thing now is to find Murong Simiao and see if he has the moon-shaped birthmark on his body, but he had already handed him over to the old man with the white beard last night. He might have sold Simiao already. What should we do now?
No, if Simiao is really his son, he must find him back.

Thinking of this, Wu Wenhua quickly ran in another direction. When he went to find that white-bearded old man last night, he was in that alley in the capital. I hope he is still there.

Qian Simmei watched Wu Wenhua nervously running in another direction, did something happen?
Thinking of this, he also ran in Wu Wenhua's direction.

Wu Wenhua came to the alley where he met the white-bearded old man last night. There were many hawkers selling vegetables in the alley. When they saw Wu Wenhua coming, they hurriedly shouted, "Do you want to buy vegetables?"

"Did you see an old man with white hair and white beard? He is here, and he sleeps here every day? Has anyone seen it? Tell me quickly, okay?"

Seeing that Wu Wenhua was not here to buy vegetables, the vegetable vendors immediately felt bored, ignored him, and each sold their own vegetables.

"I beg you to tell me quickly, okay? This is very important to me, please."

"I didn't see it, I didn't see it, don't disturb our business, go away, go away." The vegetable vendors waved to Wu Wenhua impatiently, signaling him to leave quickly.

Qian Simmei chased after her out of breath, "Wu Wenhua, who are you looking for?"

Wu Wenhua looked at Qian Simmei, his guts turned green with regret, "Mei Er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Qian Simmei was full of doubts by his appearance, what happened to Wu Wenhua?
"Mei'er, I'm sorry, I found Simiao last night, but." Wu Wenhua looked at Qian Simiao's face, paused, and dared not continue.

"But what? You said it? But what?" Qian Simmei stepped forward and grabbed Wu Wenhua's clothes, and asked loudly, "Say it, say it..."

"Okay, let me tell you, I found Simiao yesterday, but I thought Simiao was the son of Murong Tianyun, so I found an old man with a white beard and sold Simiao to him." Wu Wenhua finished in one breath , I closed my eyes and didn't dare to look at Qian Simmei's expression.

Qian Simmei was shocked on the spot, and murmured, "What did you just say?"

"I'm sorry, Meier, I'm sorry, I really don't know, I. I'm sorry..." Wu Wenhua cried, he really didn't mean it, at this moment he really didn't know what to say except for the three words sorry.

"You just said that you sold your own son? Right?" Qian Simi still couldn't believe it.

(End of this chapter)