The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

Until dawn, Jing Anzhi had not returned to their Qiulan Pavilion.

Jiang Nanqiu sat alone all night.

Jiang Nanqiu smiled and said to Yu'er, "It's time for the prince to come back. Please help me dress up."

Jing Anzhi married her just to deal with the elders. In this case, he would definitely not be absent from the tea ceremony.

Yu'er glanced at Jiang Nanqiu who was sitting upright, with a hint of pity and reluctance in her eyes, "Yes, Madam."

Jiang Nanqiu hadn't slept all night, and even though she had a beautiful face, it was hard to hide her tiredness after a night of sleep. However, Yu'er was deft and quickly combed her hair into a dignified and elegant bun, and used jade rouge to cover the dark circles under her eyes.

After Jiang Nanqiu finished dressing up, the maid from Qiulangge came into the room and bowed to her.

These maids were Jing Anzhi's personal maids, but now that the new wife has come in, the new wife Jiang Nanqiu will have the final say on how to deploy them in the future.

Therefore, the three maids, Xiangyin, Yanhong and Shuangsuo, were extremely respectful towards Jiang Nanqiu.

Jiang Nanqiu didn't make things difficult for them. He just wanted to give each of them a jade hairpin as a gift.

"I'm new here and don't know what the prince likes. I'd like to ask the sisters to give me more advice in the future." Jiang Nanqiu said with a smile.

Xiang Yin was the first to bow and answered humbly and politely, "Madam, please forgive us servants. We are servants who serve you and your madam. How can we be qualified to give you advice?"

Although she spoke respectfully, she avoided Jiang Nanqiu's overtures with humble words.

Jiang Nanqiu frowned slightly, but the smile on his lips did not change. "This gift is a little small, please don't despise it."

At this time, Yanhong, the prettiest maid, spoke up, "Madam has bestowed upon us precious gifts, how dare we reject them?"

After a few more laughs, Jiang Nanqiu said he was tired the previous night. The three immediately asked Xian Ge what he meant and quietly left the main room.

The maids all retreated, and the delicate and charming face in the bronze mirror suddenly lost its smile.

Jiang Nanqiu sensed Jiang Nanqiu's displeasure and said, "Madam, there is still half an hour before the tea is served." But the prince has not shown up yet, which is really worrying.

Jiang Nanqiu glanced at her, suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart, and compared Yu'er with the three cunning people.

These three girls are very tight-lipped and hard to control.

The only maid serving her was Yu'er, who was simple and straightforward, and had no other special qualities except loyalty.

Jiang Nanqiu thought about it and comforted herself, that's all. She should not act too hastily.

The bright sunshine shines on the corridor of Qiulan Pavilion.

Xiangyin stood in front, while Yanhong and Shuangsuo played behind her as if no one was around. Xiangyin was concentrating on thinking, but was suddenly interrupted by the two. She frowned and said in a low voice, "What's the point of making so much noise? Be careful, I'll report it to the madam.

Be careful with your skin." After saying that, he went into the ear room angrily.

Yanhong pouted and made a face at her back, muttering in dissatisfaction, "Why are you so arrogant? It's just that you have more use than us in front of the Madam, so you act like a boss all day long."

Shuangsuo also laughed, "She is angry and is taking it out on us. Everyone knows that she wants to be the prince's concubine, but unfortunately our prince doesn't like her and instead married a concubine from a small family."

When talking about Jiang Nanqiu, both of them looked disdainful and disgusted.

The two of them laughed and gave the jade hairpins in their hands to the servants in the corridor. "How dare you give out a gold hairpin of this color to others? If you wear it outside, you will be ridiculed by the servants in the second house."

"That's right, otherwise why would they say she was born in a poor family? Although she is pretty, she is not favored by the prince and she didn't even come back on the wedding night."

The two of them did not deliberately lower their voices. These vague words floated into the inner bedroom through the slatted window, hitting Jiang Nanqiu's heart as she was dressing in front of the mirror.

"Born in a lowly family," "You will be trampled underfoot for the rest of your life," "A pheasant will never become a phoenix." These gossips were as common as daily meals to Jiang Nanqiu. She would not be sad or angry because of these words.

Life is so short. If you don’t live to the day you die, who knows what the future will be like?

Take the present for example, Jing Anzhi is dismissive of her, but what about the future, who can easily make a conclusion?

About half an hour later, Jing Anzhi, wearing a dark black long gown with a front opening, walked quickly into Qiulan Pavilion.

He had tied up his cascading hair, and wore a crown inlaid with oriental pearls and a jade belt. From a distance, he looked as elegant and graceful as a zhi orchid.

As soon as he appeared, the three maids in the ear room ran out in a panic and surrounded him with smiles, "The master is back."

Xiang Yin was especially happy. Her pair of affectionate eyes seemed to want to punch a hole in Jing Anzhi, "Master, please have breakfast. I heard that the kitchen made my favorite mixed fruit porridge today."

"Where is your wife?" Jing Anzhi asked coldly.

"Madam is dressing up!" Yanhong rushed to say. She squeezed past Xiangyin and stood at the front of Jing Anzhi, and her hands were about to rest on his arms.

Jing Anzhi looked very unhappy. He frowned impatiently and said, "Please ask Madam to come out. It's time to go to Tongyuan to serve tea."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Nanqiu, who was dressed very dignified and elegant, walked out of Qiulan Pavilion with the support of Yu'er.

She bowed gracefully to Jing Anzhi, her brows leaning against his, her clear eyes unable to hide a faint smile.

"My concubine greets my husband." Jiang Nanqiu's voice was as sweet as the chirping of an oriole, and no one could find any fault with it.

Jing Anzhi is a cold and aloof person, and only shows some tenderness and affection when facing Rong Menghan.

Take this moment for example. It was clearly him who left Jiang Nanqiu alone in the empty room on their wedding night, but he did not feel the slightest bit of guilt. Instead, he said in an unhappy tone, "Hurry up and leave, don't miss the time."

"Yes, husband." Jiang Nanqiu responded with a smile, and followed Jing Anzhi closely, going to Tongyuan with him.

After walking for a long time, Jing Anzhi waited for Jiang Nanqiu for a while. When she caught up with him, he said, "When you get to Tongyuan, remember to be careful with your words and actions, and don't act rashly in front of your parents."

"Yes." Jiang Nanqiu lowered her eyelashes that were as big as a cattail leaf fan, so that Jing Anzhi, who was looking down from above, could only see her white and fair forehead.

Jing Anzhi looked at her several times.