The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

Jiang Nanqiu said softly, "My master has deep feelings for Miss Rong, but in the eyes of the elders, Miss Rong is the daughter of a criminal. If she really becomes my second wife, I'm afraid it will cause an uproar in the capital."

"I'm not afraid." Jing Anzhi said loudly, "Besides, the emperor has always had an ambiguous attitude towards the Rong family. Otherwise, how could he allow me to redeem Meng Han from the Jiaofang Bureau?"

Jiang Nanqiu's voice was still gentle, "But father and mother will be afraid. Not only will they not agree to the idea of ​​a co-wife, they might even try to cut off Miss Rong's support and drive her out of the Zhenguo Mansion completely."

With Jing Deshan's swift and decisive approach, this kind of thing is not impossible. Jing Anzhi suddenly felt a little more afraid of the consequences.

Jiang Nanqiu did not miss the worry in his eyes and said with a smile, "I have a way to make your wish come true."

Jing Anzhi looked up at her, waiting for her next words.

"Your Highness, why don't you buy another house outside and let Miss Rong live in it. When Miss Rong becomes pregnant, you can then tell our father and mother about the matter of raising a concubine."

Buy another house? Raise her to be a concubine?

No matter how nice the words sounded, it only gave Rong Menghan the status of a concubine. And no matter whether Jing Anzhi was willing or not, Rong Menghan's proud personality would never allow herself to become someone else's concubine.

Jing Anzhi's softened heart suddenly hardened. He looked at Jiang Nanqiu with scrutiny, "Talking about a mistress is too much of an understatement towards Meng Han."

Jiang Nanqiu knew that Jing Anzhi would not be so easily persuaded. Therefore, she just smiled at his attitude and continued gently, "Don't be anxious, Master. There is a reason why I gave you this idea."

"The truth that a mother is honored by her son, the prince must understand."

"No matter how much I love Miss Chongrong, I must admit that she cannot be your legal wife in her current status."

Jiang Nanqiu's voice was as clear and beautiful as the chirping of an oriole, slowly soothing the wrinkles in people's hearts. Jing Anzhi was a little unhappy at first, but he gradually put away his displeasure in Jiang Nanqiu's gentle tone.

"I know." Jing Anzhi laughed at himself, "But the Rong family's affairs have nothing to do with her. I love her and want to cherish her for the rest of my life."

Jiang Nanqiu clenched the handkerchief in her hand. As a woman, she was naturally upset to hear her husband say that he loved another woman. But no matter how upset she was, she couldn't show it. She could only smile gently, "My Lord is loyal to Miss Rong, and I understand it in my heart."

"It's just that my father-in-law and mother-in-law have some misunderstandings about Miss Rong. Miss Rong has a hard time in the mansion, and hearing too much of those rumors is not good for her health."

Jing Anzhi didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about the deeper meaning of his words.

"Since the road ahead is difficult, why not take the initiative to remove the firewood from the bottom. I will go out and be a formal couple with her. Once she has a child, and I have been childless for a long time, my father-in-law and mother-in-law will naturally be relieved." Jiang Nanqiu's tone was sincere and sincere, and he considered him and Rong Menghan everywhere. Jing Anzhi could not find any fault with her, so he could only suppress the surging emotions in his heart and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Nanqiu's smile was as gentle as water, "This is my duty."

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That night, Jing Anzhi stayed in Qiulan Pavilion again.

He tossed and turned at night, and when he got up to pour tea on the table, he glanced at Jiang Nanqiu in the inner bedroom.

The moonlight was like smoke, highlighting the graceful figure of the woman on the bed.

Jing Anzhi's heart was moved. His wife was beautiful, virtuous, and considerate. There was nothing wrong with her. But then he sighed, put away his thoughts, and walked into the green gauze cabinet.

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Rong Menghan knelt in the Buddhist temple for a whole day and night. When he stood up at 12 o'clock in the morning, his legs were so stiff that even walking was a luxury.

Jing Anzhi happened to be on vacation, so he came to the Buddhist temple early to see her.

However, in the long corridor, Rong Menghan ignored Jing Anzhi's worried expression. She only said to Gu Cui in a cold voice, "Let's go back to Lanyue Pavilion to pack our luggage."

Gu Cui didn't understand what he meant. Just when she was about to persuade him, Jing Anzhi quickly walked up to Rong Menghan and said, "Menghan, don't be angry with me."

However, Rong Menghan did say in front of all the servants with a cold face, "From now on, I will have nothing to do with Prince Ye. Since the Duke and the Duchess hate me so much, I will move out of the Duke's Mansion."

Although Rong Menghan's voice was cold, her beautiful eyes were filled with sorrow. In addition, she was already frail, and after last night's wasted time, she looked even more pitiful.

Jing Anzhi felt pity for her, but he knew that pity alone could not protect her. Jiang was right. The personnel in the Zhenguo Mansion were complicated. His father and mother hated Meng Han so much. If he kept her in the mansion, it would only make her situation more difficult.

"Okay, I'll go to the Garden Lane in the back street and choose a house with beautiful scenery for you." Jing Anzhi said suddenly.

Rong Menghan was knocked to the ground.

She was just having a tantrum with Jing An'anzhi! She knelt in the Buddhist temple for a day and a night. Jing Anzhi could not disobey the orders of the Duke of Zhenguo for her, so she was naturally unhappy.

She knew that Jing Anzhi cherished her in his heart, but she wanted more than just cherishment. She did so much in the Zhenguo Mansion, refused to sleep with Jing Anzhi, respected herself, all for the sake of wanting a decent status.

If she left the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion and lived in the Garden Lane mentioned by Jing Anzhi, she would become his mistress. Even if the mistress had children, they would be illegitimate children.

How could Rong Menghan be someone else's mistress?

In an instant, Rong Menghan froze in front of Jing Anzhi, with turbulent waves in her heart.

In her heart, she felt reluctant to leave the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, but she had already announced that she was leaving. What should she do now?

Rong Menghan could only look at Jing Anzhi with a sullen face, and two lines of hot tears rolled down her cheeks. "I know that the prince is tired of me. You shouldn't have rescued me from the Jiaofang Bureau in the first place. You should have just let me die, so that you don't have to drive me out of the Zhenguo Mansion with such a big fanfare today."

When Rong Menghan started crying, Gu Cui's eyes also turned red. She knelt down in front of Jing Anzhi with a plop, crying, "My Lord, I have loved you since I was a child. Later, something happened to the Rong family. In order to protect her innocence, I wanted to hang myself several times. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have the courage to live in this world."

Rong Menghan burst into tears.

Jing Anzhi felt as if his heart was being pinched. He was a little confused, "Meng Han, the people in this mansion are full of ill will towards you, I can't bear to see you suffer."