The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

Rong Menghan didn't care whether Jiang Nanqiu used this porcelain to belittle her, she just felt that she looked very much like this broken jade bottle with two handles.

She was innocent, but she fell into the mud, leaving an indelible mark on her, making people laugh and despise her.

But she didn't want to end up in such a situation. She wanted to live uprightly in this world, to be with the one she loved forever, and to be Jing An's legitimate wife.

Jiang was just a lowly concubine's daughter from a ruined family. She was lucky enough to marry Jing Anzhi as his legal wife, but she was so foolish as to want something that didn't belong to her! She wanted to humiliate her? That would depend on whether she had the ability to do so!

Rong Menghan held back her tears, swallowed the sadness in her heart, and smiled at Gu Cui, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

At dusk, Jing Anzhi finally returned. He was exhausted from the complicated official duties that day.

As usual, he went to see Wang after returning home, and then took a detour to Lanyue Pavilion.

However, as soon as he entered the Lanyue Pavilion, he did not see Gu Cui beside Rong Menghan, but saw two familiar faces, Nanny Zhao and Nanny Li. Jing Anzhi remembered that these two Nannies were old ladies who had served his mother for a long time and were very respectable in the Zhenguo Mansion. How could they appear here inexplicably now?

Jing Anzhi was still confused when the two maids who were cleaning the courtyard put down their work, walked up to him and bowed with a smile, "This servant greets the prince."

When Gu Cui heard the noise outside, she hurried to the door. She immediately stared at Jing Anzhi with an eager look on her face.

"Why did the maids come to Lanyue Pavilion?" Jing Anzhi asked in a bad tone.

The two maids dared to put on airs in front of Rong Menghan and Gu Cui, but they did not dare to show the slightest disrespect in front of Jing Anzhi.

"Madam feels sorry for Miss Rong's frailty and thinks that there is only Gu Cui serving her in Lanyue Pavilion, which is too few. If the girl has a headache or a fever, Gu Cui alone won't be able to help." Nanny Li said to Jing Anzhi with a smile.

This statement was indeed for Rong Menghan, and Jing Anzhi couldn't find any fault with it. But Jing Anzhi was very curious. His mother had always hated Rong Menghan and wanted to drive her out of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. Why was she willing to assign a nanny to take care of her now?

Li Ma Ma caught a glimpse of the confusion on Jing Anzhi's face and explained at the right time, "Madam had a prejudice against Miss Rong. Fortunately, Madam persuaded her and she let go of her prejudice against Miss Rong. After all, she has already entered our Zhenguo Mansion, and we can't let Madam be accused of not taking good care of her."

It was Jiang? Jing Anzhi had a thousand guesses in his mind, but he never thought that it was Jiang Nanqiu who spoke well of Rong Menghan.

But why did she do this? Jing Anzhi didn't understand.

Gu Cui had heard the noise outside a long time ago, and had been standing at the door, staring at Jing Anzhi for a long time.

But seeing that he was still not coming into the main room, she could no longer hold back her anxiety, and walked down the bluestone steps, bowed to Jing Anzhi and said, "My Lord, I have something to say to you."

Only then did Jing Anzhi collect his thoughts and walk towards the main house of Lanyue Pavilion.

In the main room of Lanyue Pavilion, Rong Menghan was sitting on a stool helplessly, her beautiful eyes staring at the porcelain on the table with tears in her eyes.

When Jing An saw it, he panicked, "What happened?"

Rong Menghan turned away her pretty face and said, "My master is finally back."

Jing Anzhi was really anxious, so he took two steps closer to her, and finally saw the grievance on her face. He angrily asked, "Who bullied you?"

Rong Menghan didn't say it directly, but just choked up and said, "I know that I am not worthy of the prince, so I don't hold the extravagant hope of being with the prince for the rest of my life, but why did she treat me like this?"

Rong Menghan's cry was both mournful and gentle, piercing Jing Anzhi's heart with intense pain.

"What humiliation? Who humiliated you?" Jing Anzhi asked in a deep voice.

Rong Menghan cried in silence, but Gu Cui beside her said bluntly, "My Lord, it was with good intentions that Madam asked two maids to serve Miss today, and Miss is grateful. But why did Madam send such a two-eared bottle to humiliate Miss? Miss has been wandering around in the Music Bureau, and she almost risked her life to maintain her innocence. I am afraid that in the eyes of outsiders, she is as dirty as the mark on the jade bottle."

These words not only hurt Jing Anzhi, but also made Rong Menghan beside him fall into deep grief.

The two-eared vase was originally a pure white and precious porcelain, but after a broken scratch across its body, it became worthless, just like her, Jing Anzhi.

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Jing Anzhi walked into Qiulan Pavilion in the afterglow of the setting sun. His handsome face was filled with gloomy anger, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in the gloom that came from the hell of Rakshasa.

The originally warm atmosphere in Qiulan Pavilion suddenly became extremely cold because of her.

Jiang Nanqiu stared at Jing Anzhi. Some time ago, although Jing Anzhi always looked indifferent in front of her, he still cared about each other's face. But at this moment, he was like a dormant beast, with a venomous snake-like gaze that was frightening, and he seemed to be ready to tear her apart and swallow her up at any time.

Jiang Nanqiu calmed herself down and walked towards where Jing Anzhi was with steady steps. Before he could start to attack, she saluted him gracefully and said, "I greet the prince."

Jing Anzhi glanced at the servants in the courtyard. Even though he was furious, he still had to give Jiang Nanqiu, the principal wife, the respect she deserved.

"Come in." He said these two words and walked into the inner bedroom.

Jiang Nanqiu followed closely behind him. In the inner bedroom, there were a Luohan couch and an eight-immortal table, and Jiang Nanqiu's dowry boxes were placed in the corner.

Jiang Nanqiu knew why he was angry, but pretended not to know, "What do you want, Ye?"

Jing Anzhi turned around suddenly and stared at Jiang Nanqiu imposingly, "Why did you send the broken two-ear jade bottle to Meng Han?"

In Jing Anzhi's heart, Rong Menghan had a miserable and rough life, and she was also sensitive and thoughtful, so she should be carefully cherished. Jiang was just a decoration for him to marry into the family, so what qualifications did she have to make things difficult for Menghan? He did not scold Jiang harshly now, which was the limit of his cultivation.

After hearing this, Jiang Nanqiu showed a look of deep doubt on his face, "What defective porcelain vase? The porcelain I gave to Miss Rong is the best quality in the dowry." Jiang Nanqiu said as he walked to his dowry box.

"When my stepmother gave me my dowry, she gave me a bunch of valuable jade bottles with two handles. I have never seen the world, and I think that I am not worthy of using these good things because of my humble background, so I might as well give them to Miss Rong to enjoy." Jiang Nanqiu said, and took out another jade bottle with two handles from the box, "If you don't believe me, come and see it with your own eyes."

Jiang Nanqiu's attitude was so sincere that Jing Anzhi naturally followed her gaze and looked at the double-eared jade bottle in her hand.

This is a pair of orange and slightly rough white jade porcelain bottles with several fine and dense scratches on them. They are not obvious from a distance, but are clearly visible when viewed up close.