"You are talking nonsense! My son is a man, a noble marquis!"
Madam Lin's ear-piercing scream rang out, mixed with the grief and anger of the Black Armor Army and Fu Hetang's urgent questioning with surprise and joy: "Is he really my brother? Do you have any evidence?"
"We can't let him continue talking nonsense. Kill him!"
The old lady screamed until her voice broke, and the Black Armor Army was also in a mess, shouting and killing, but they didn't dare to really take action. Aiden Shao sat behind Lin Yuan, pressing his finger on his aorta, and said lightly: "Although I don't have actual evidence, I have circumstantial evidence---You should know better than me that boys with red moles on their eyebrows are particularly fertile, but why has Yuan Muxing not been pregnant after entering the Marquis's Mansion for several months?"
The street was silent, and Fu Hetang was so excited that his breathing became heavy. Old Madam Lin said angrily: "Of course Yuan can't lay eggs. He is a man, how can a man give birth!"
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