C256 Debate (2/2)
Although he still couldn't understand why the birthmark on Du Jinse's arm would disappear, he still couldn't understand.
Du Qianli became anxious, ”If she really is my sister, then why would he tease me in front of everyone?”
”In public... To tease you? ” Prime Minister Du was confused.
”You two are siblings.”
Du Qianli's head was aching so much that it felt like his head was about to burst. His father was really sick to the point of being unable to explain anything.
That woman, frivolous and shameless, teasing other men in front of the Prince, even though, well, he was the one who asked to see if there was a birthmark on that woman's arm, and she actually pulled up her sleeve and exposed her arm in front of everyone, how could all the ladies do that?
There was only one explanation for all of this, and that was that she wasn't Du Jinse. She was just a domestic prostitute, and all she knew was how to please men.
”Father, I know that you miss your elder sister, but I am certain that she is not your elder sister.”
His sister had watched him grow up, and he knew her better than anyone.
His sister would never treat him this way.
Prime Minister Du was stunned, Du Qianli had never been so resolute and decisive before.
The Prime Minister Du was clear that Du Qianli did not agree with many of his beliefs, but he had never tried to go against him, and this was the only time.
He finally had an idea of his own, but he denied a real thing. Should he feel gratified for him, or should he feel sorrowful? The only time he dared to go against his father was when he denied the truth.
”Qianli, I heard that there are some herbs in the martial arts world that can change a person's appearance. Maybe your sister used those things.”
Du Qianli knew what he meant.
”Father, when have you ever heard that elder sister knows how to flirt? But she is now an imperial merchant. She is here to deliver makeup to the Imperial Palace. ”
”What's so strange about that? She was bored in the Prince Qing’s Manor, so she learnt to make makeup. Isn't that normal?”
Du Qianli nodded, ”Even so, if she didn't know that I would be coming today, would he intentionally hide the birthmark on my arm? Furthermore, I have looked carefully. If I were to hide it, I should be able to see through it. ”
After pausing for a moment, Du Qianli looked at Prime Minister Du seriously, ”Father, let's not deceive ourselves, big sister has already left. That woman, is only a domestic prostitute who looks very much like big sister.”
He agreed with what Du Jinse said.
Who wouldn't be willing to be the big miss and carry the name of domestic prostitute with them?
Unless he was mentally ill.
Prime Minister Du looked at Du Qianli for a long time before sighing and waving his hand tiredly, ”You may leave.”
It looked like they weren't getting along well between Du Qianli and that so-called Mo Mo.
Thousand Li would rather Du Jinse had died just like that, than to believe that in order to live, she actually didn't even want her dignity anymore.
domestic prostitute.
As long as the master was happy, he would give it to any man.
How could Du Qianli accept that? That was the sister he relied on since he was young.
Prime Minister Du turned over, his heart feeling unwell. So it turned out that the one that looked the most like him, the one he had abandoned like an abandoned son, was alive and well, while he seemed to be trekking in a quagmire. The more he tried to pull out his leg to move forward, the harder it was.
So what if it was the domestic prostitute, it was just a form of address, who could be as lowly as her, to actually receive the emperor's favor and become King Mo's concubine?
He said that she was King Mo's concubine, but King Mo sent the Emperor's woman away for his sake. She was the only one in Prince Mo’s Manor, what difference did it make whether she was the main wife or the concubine?
In comparison, Du Qianli was upright and pedantic. He had been smart his whole life, how could he have such a pedantic son.
As long as he could live, there was hope to change everything. If he died, there would be nothing left.