A woman looked in shock as a little girl of about four or five years old came out led by her nanny, "That child... looks like me..."
"That little boy looks like the second young master of the Ming family... No! He is the child that the wife of the second young master of the Ming family gave birth to three years ago!"
An old man from the Ming family pointed at a little boy who stumbled into the courtyard with a smile, "The red mole between his eyebrows is exactly the same as the child who was said to have died from congenital insufficiency after birth!"
"The child without feet looks almost exactly like the young master of the Xiao family when he was a child!"
"Child, that's my child!" A young woman staggered towards the courtyard with a face full of disbelief.
She squatted next to a young child who was lying on the ground eating dirt, and stretched out her hand tremblingly.
As soon as the fingertips touched the child's dirt-stained cheek, they suddenly retracted.
The young man in Tsing Yi walked up to the child blankly, "Rui'er?"
He and his wife have been married for five years and gave birth to a boy three and a half years ago.
Before even meeting him, the clan leader told him that he was stillborn and had rotted in his mother's womb.
The patriarch hugged the baby and left in a hurry.
He and his wife saw with their own eyes that the infant's face was clean and he seemed to be sleeping.
The child lying on the ground eating dirt now looks to be about two years old.
But he felt that this was his child who was declared dead.
He named her Xiao Rui.
More parents recognized their children.
Their eyes were full of disbelief.
"Eldest Princess, what is going on? Why is the child in our family who was declared dead here? And it has become like this?"
"Patriarch, you told me clearly that my grandson died young. Who is the child who is almost identical to my son now?"
"Chief, isn't my daughter dead? Who is she?"
"The eldest grandson of the Emperor, you were also in the mansion when my granddaughter was born. You said she died at birth, but that girl looked the same as my daughter when she was young!"
Everyone looked a little broken.
After recognizing their children, only a few people dared to step forward.
More often than not, he just stayed in place.
Those who come up to the child are those whose child is merely mentally deficient.
As for children with mutilated limbs and intellectual disabilities, they dare not come forward, or do not want to come forward.
Those who come to Huangshan are all noble people from the three major families.
They couldn't believe it and couldn't accept that their children were so ugly and stupid.
After a while, Xing Yuhuang slowly spit out four words:
"We were wrong."
She looked at the young parents crying while holding their children, and said bitterly: "The pure blood we have been pursuing has harmed the children."
Everyone was silent after hearing this.
If they heard someone say this before, they would definitely jump up and refute.
But now, looking at these mutilated and abnormal children.
They couldn't refute it.
Faintly, they felt that what Xing Yuhuang said was true.
"These are indeed your children who were declared dead."
"Because the three major aristocratic families have always pursued pure blood and married cousins, the children... have become what they are now."
After Xing Yuhuang finished speaking, there was a faint cry.
Gradually, the cries became one, mixed with the frightened cries of the children, making it sad and strange.
Everyone is a figure in the center of power of the three major families.
Some of them have also wondered why the clan leader is always present whenever a clan member gives birth in recent years.
Moreover, the first sight of a child after birth is not for the parents, but for the patriarch.
Of the children the patriarch has seen, only one out of twenty or thirty will be alive.
Seeing these kids now, they understand.
"Eldest Princess, why is it that the oldest child here is only seven or eight years old?" An old woman asked with red eyes.
It was Su Ruotang who answered her, "Because no child with normal intelligence can accept such a mutilated and ugly self after becoming conscious."
"They chose to commit suicide."
"As for children who are mentally retarded or are not severely disabled and unable to commit suicide, because their parents are close relatives, they themselves have various diseases, and very few can survive to the age of ten."
"Their life span is only five or six years, or even a few days or months."
With the last sound of Su Ruoxi falling.
The suppressed sobs of the crowd suddenly turned into cries of collapse.
Mo Rongyan looked at the people from the three major aristocratic families crying together, and slightly squeezed Su Ruotang's little hand.
He has already written a letter of divorce to his father, prohibiting any blood-related people from getting married.
Not even if they are distant relatives!
People from the same family are prohibited from getting married.
Fu Beixian and Gu Shuya looked at each other and saw the compassion in the other's eyes.
They have no sympathy for these people.
They only sympathize with these innocent children.
Xing Nanye's fox eyes were burning like a demon, with a cold and evil light.
He was charmingly feminine, with curved lips and a soft smile, and his eyes were without warmth.
"Is there any use crying now?"
"Do you dare to admit that this is your child?
"Do you dare to take your child home?"
After asking three questions in a row, the crying all over the sky suddenly stopped.
Everyone was stunned.
Dare you admit it?
Dare you take your child home?
Don't dare...
They are members of the three great aristocratic families.
If other people knew that their descendants were so miserable, how would they feel superior to people from other aristocratic families?
"Ha." Xing Nanye's eyes were filled with an extremely sinister and evil light, and he sneered again and again:
"You don't dare."
"In your eyes, power is more important than anything else."
Xing Yuhuang frowned but did not speak.
For some reason, she always felt that her sinister son seemed to have changed since he came back from Jingzhou.
Too much...kindness?
Xing Jingxi stepped forward and picked up a child who was squirming on the ground with no legs and a crooked face.
He gently wiped the drool from the child's mouth with his sleeve, and glanced at everyone with a sarcastic look on his face:
"A living child doesn't dare to admit it in front of his own eyes. He sheds tears in front of the so-called grave every day. Isn't it hypocritical?"
Su Ruotang glanced at Xing Nanye and Xing Jingxi in surprise.
She originally thought that the first person to pick up the child would be the child's mother.
But he didn't expect that it was Xing Jingxi.
Xing Yuhuang looked at everyone with an expressionless face: "Today I will tell everyone the secret of Barren Mountain. How you choose is everyone's business."
"These children will still be raised by the three major families until they die."
Quan Hongying stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the children with Quan family blood in the courtyard.
After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice: "Quan Laosan, take your granddaughter home."
The old man standing behind him stepped forward without hesitation and picked up the little girl with mutilated limbs.
Behind him, some Quan family members also chose to step forward and take away their children after hesitation.
Minghou looked sideways at the young man beside him, "Cousin, take your nephew home."
When the woman next to the young man heard Minghuo's words, she couldn't bear it any longer and cried and stepped forward to hug her child.
Immediately, blood and family ties broke through the shackles of power, and more people stepped forward to hug the children of their own families.
There were only a few children with serious disabilities, squirming alone on the ground.
"These children will not live long. Since you have chosen to take them home, I hope you can treat them well." A faint pressure, accompanied by Xing Yuhuang's light voice, fell on everyone.
"Yes, I will obey the order of the eldest princess." Everyone agreed in unison.
After a while, someone couldn't help but asked: "Eldest Princess, where are those dead children buried?"
