The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

Jiang's words last night awakened Jing Anzhi. Instead of letting Rong Menghan suffer in the Zhenguo Mansion every day, it would be better to let her go to the house outside, which would make her live more freely. Jing Anzhi was thinking about Rong Menghan, but Rong Menghan just thought that Jing Anzhi was tired of her.

Not long after Jiang came into the house, she had already won his heart, making him tired of her. He even ignored their past affection and wanted to drive her out of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Rong Menghan was sad and stunned, until a sudden thunder exploded in the sky, changing the originally clear and sunny weather in an instant, as if thunderous raindrops were about to fall in the next moment.

Rong Menghan suddenly remembered a day like this, when the Rong family was surrounded by a group of imperial officials in black brocade uniforms, and the men were immediately imprisoned, while the women were sent to the Jiaofang Division. Since then, Rong Menghan's life has changed dramatically.

Rong Menghan had just knelt in the Buddhist temple for a day and a night. He was physically weak and was stimulated by Jing Anzhi's words. He also recalled the painful experiences in the past. His eyes went dark and he fainted.............

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Two hours later, Rong Menghan finally woke up.

She was weak, and whenever she felt uncomfortable, Jing Anzhi was always worried. He either looked for precious medicinal herbs to nourish her body, or went out of his way to find an imperial physician to treat her. Gu Cui once privately lamented that the prince really doted on the girl.

But what about now?

Rong Menghan opened her eyes, but only saw Gu Cui, and Jing Anzhi's figure was no longer visible.

Rong Menghan laughed at himself, "He is really not here anymore."

Gu Cui felt extremely sad. She saw her daughter's sadness and comforted her, "Son-in-law, you misunderstood the prince. I heard that the mistress was unwell and there was a big commotion in Tongyuan, so the prince didn't come here."

However, such words of comfort not only failed to make Rong Menghan burst into laughter, but made her even sadder.

"In the past, whenever I was sick, the prince would come to Lanyue Pavilion to see me no matter what the situation was. He would not leave until he saw with his own eyes that I was fine."

However, only two months had passed since Jiang got married, and Jing Anzhi had changed.

Gu Cui wiped Rong Menghan's tears with a handkerchief and persuaded her, "Don't be sad, young lady. At least the prince has not mentioned sending you out of the mansion. As long as we are still in the Zhenguo Mansion, we still have a chance."

Rong Menghan didn't say anything. After a long while, she raised her tearful eyes, from which one could see the bone-chilling coldness.

Jing Anzhi suddenly proposed to send her away today. It must be Jiang who was behind it.

As long as she leaves, Jiang will definitely capture Jing Anzhi's heart, and she might even get pregnant.

"A lowly woman like her can't take the prince away from me even if she tries her best." Rong Menghan sneered, "Since she wants to drive me out of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, then I will make sure she never has the chance to give birth to the prince's child in this lifetime."

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Wang's illness came on with great force.

It was just a minor illness at first, and maybe it was because of the anger she got from the banquet, but it gradually accumulated into symptoms of gynecological disease.

Jingdeshan specially invited the chief of the Imperial Hospital to come and treat Wang. The doctor said that Wang's illness was not too serious, but if she did not take good care of herself, it might shorten her life.

Jing Anzhi felt very upset after hearing this. Mu Xiu stayed with Wang these days.

Wang knew that her son was unhappy because of Rong Menghan, so she did not add to his troubles. However, as for Jiang Nanqiu,

"Jiang has not been in good health these days, and she has been running around taking care of my illness. She couldn't even stand steadily just now, so I sent her back to rest." Wang said to Jing Anzhi with a smile.

Jing Anzhi nodded. He had seen how carefully and attentively Jiang Nanqiu had taken care of Wang in the past few days, and naturally felt deeply moved.

Jiang Nanqiu is so virtuous and elegant, it is really hard to find any fault with her.

Wang leaned on the chaise longue, holding a warm hand warmer in her arms, with a faint smile on her face, "Now, it's time for you to give birth to a child for our eldest son."

Other noble ladies of Wang's age had many legitimate sons and grandsons, as well as illegitimate grandchildren. But Wang did not even have a grandson.

After hearing this, Jing Anzhi remained silent, and his face became a little ugly.

Seeing this, Wang Shi slowed down her tone and said, "Mother won't force you. It's fine if you like Rong Menghan, but she can only be your concubine at best, and the child she gives birth to will only be a concubine's son. Only the child born by Jiang Shi is a legitimate son, and the one who will inherit our Zhenguogong Mansion."

Jing Anzhi remained silent.

Seeing this, Wang sighed and said, "How many days does mother have left to live? Why can't you let me feel more at ease?"

These words were like a needle piercing Jing Anzhi's heart.

"Mother." Jing Anzhi glanced at Wang and was about to say a few good words for Rong Menghan, but Wang had already turned her back.

"Forget it. I know you won't listen." Wang seemed to be extremely disappointed with Jing Anzhi, and her eyes were filled with tears.

The words of the imperial physician were still fresh in Jing Anzhi's mind, and his heart was shaken. But thinking of his promise to Rong Menghan, Jing Anzhi was unwilling to break his promise to Rong Menghan for the sake of his elders.

"Go away." Wang didn't want to talk any more with Jing Anzhi and drove him out of Tongyuan.

After he left, Wang called Rong Mama to her side. She asked in a low voice, "Have you completed the tasks I asked you to do?"

Madam Rong nodded, "It's done. I have already given the aphrodisiac incense to Yu'er. The young master and his wife will surely be able to succeed tonight."

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Ever since Jiang came into the family, Yanhong and Shuangsuo's status in Qiulan Pavilion has plummeted.

Not only did they lose the qualification to serve Jing Anzhi personally, but because of Jiang Nanqiu's "tyranny", they gradually couldn't even enter the main house. Now, the two have completely faded out of Jing Anzhi's sight.

The two of them often hid in the small and cramped dormitory and sighed.

"It's not a good idea for us to be so miserable every day. Why don't we go and ask the madam for help?" Shuangsuo said.

Yanhong glared at her and said, "Why are you so spineless? Madam clearly dislikes you and me, so why should we put our faces close to her to let her ridicule us?"

Seeing that she was angry, Shuangsuo became even more at a loss.

"But what should we do in the future?" Shuangsuo looked worried.

Just when the two of them were filled with sorrow and didn't know what to do, suddenly a piece of white paper as thin as a cicada's wing flew in from the west window.

But how could a piece of white paper fly here in broad daylight?

Yanhong picked up the paper immediately. She knew a few words, so the words on the paper were not difficult to recognize. Shuangsuo, however, could not recognize a single word. When he saw the paper, he asked with a puzzled look, "What's written on it?"

A brilliant light burst out from her bright red eyes, and she looked at Shuangsuo with a sharp gaze, "Miss Rong wants to see us."