The old lady smiled.
"These two are technically your daughters. Why do you have to let me raise Mo Lan? What? Isn't Minglan worthy of honor in your eyes?"
Sheng Hong looked a little unhappy when the old lady said it.
"What did my mother say? Minglan is my daughter, how can she not be on the stage? I just thought that Molan would be older and more sensible, and if she was raised by her mother's side, my mother would have to put in less effort."
"When Miss Wei died in childbirth, you were also an official and you judged so many cases. I don't believe you can't see the fishiness in this."
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