The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

Moreover, Jiang Nanqiu always felt that he was not as warm to her as before, and she was inevitably a little sad. But the sadder she was, the more she wanted to hold power and status in her hands. Otherwise, if one day in the future, Jing Anzhi got tired of her, she would really have nothing to rely on.

"Girl," Gu Cui suddenly called her.

"What's wrong?" Rong Menghan asked gently.

Gu Cui lowered her voice and leaned over to whisper in Rong Menghan's ear, "Yanhong and Shuangsuo have already put the pill in Jiang's teacup and watched Jiang drink it with their own eyes."

"Really?" Rong Menghan asked. She was very surprised that everything went so smoothly.

Gu Cuidi nodded and said happily, "I even went to inquire about it. Just after lunch, Madam complained of stomachache and even asked the palace doctor to see her. I guess the pills worked."

Rong Menghan was very happy that her plan was so successful, and a hint of pride appeared on her pretty face. "It's very easy to deal with a girl from a small family like this."

Gu Cui praised Rong Menghan repeatedly and took out a purse with intricate and delicate embroidery from her sleeve pocket. She said, "Yanhong can embroider on both sides. She sewed this purse specially for you. I saw that the purse was embroidered so delicately that I dared to grab some soothing flowers and plants. You put this purse by the bed, and you can sleep more peacefully at night."

Rong Menghan glanced at the purse in Gu Cui's hand and saw that the silk was embroidered with a lovely pattern of lotus flowers, which was neatly and delicately embroidered. She took the purse and said with a smile, "This purse is really well made. She was thoughtful."

Instructing Gu Cui to put the purse in the secret compartment at the bedside, Rong Menghan murmured, "I hope I can have a good dream tonight."

After Gu Cui put away her purse, she began to massage her shoulders and casually said, "I heard from the maids in the mansion that the master wants to take the lady to the polo club."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Rong Menghan's face suddenly disappeared without a trace.

She came back to her senses and stared at Gu Cui, "Are you serious?"

Gu Cui nodded. Seeing that her expression was not right, she said carefully, "I got the information from Madam Zhao and Madam Li. It should not be wrong."

Rong Menghan looked at the beautiful face in the bronze mirror and said, "After Jiang married into the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, she never attended banquets in the capital as the wife of the Crown Prince. Naturally, she couldn't wait to earn some face for herself."

However, this was an easy task for the former eldest daughter of the Rong family. Just relying on her looks, Rong Menghan could easily capture the attention of others, not to mention that she was also talented and could write a seven-character quatrain with profound meaning while strolling in the garden.

"When I'm off duty tonight, I'll ask him about the polo club."

Gu Cui looked at her own girl. Although she felt a little confused, she didn't want to dispel her complacency.

"The prince thinks so highly of me, I will definitely get what I want."

.................

At sunset, Jing Anzhi returned to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Gu Cui was guarding the screen wall, preparing to invite Jing Anzhi to Lanyue Pavilion, but when she leaned out half of her body, she saw a familiar-looking maid coming up the corridor at the other end.

She looked carefully and saw that the person coming was Yu'er who was beside Jiang.

When Yu'er saw Jing Anzhi from a distance, she walked up to him anxiously with a panicked look on her face, "Master, Madam has something important to discuss with you."

Jing Anzhi's attitude softened, "What's the matter?"

Yu'er approached Jing Anzhi and said something that Gu Cui couldn't hear clearly, and then they went to Qiulan Pavilion together. From beginning to end, Gu Cui didn't have time to say a word to Jing Anzhi, and could only watch him leave.

...............

In Qiulan Pavilion, Jiang Nanqiu spread the gift list she prepared on the table, and when Jing Anzhong showed up, she greeted him with a smile, "This is my first time as a guest outside, and I don't know the etiquette. You have to decide on the gift list, Master."

Jing Anzhi had been working hard in the Imperial City Division for the entire day, and all the fatigue and heaviness in his body disappeared the moment he saw Jiang Nanqiu's gentle smile.

He relaxed his brows and said softly, "These are all trivial matters. Just make the decision yourself."

It is only the beginning of autumn now, but silver charcoal has already been burned in the inner chamber of Qiulan Pavilion.

A warm atmosphere filled Jing Anzhi's heart. He raised his eyebrows and asked Jiang Nanqiu in a good mood, "Are you particularly afraid of the cold?"

Jiang Nanqiu was stiff, and her hands were on Jing Anzhi's waist. Although she finally succeeded in untying the jade ring around Jing Anzhi's waist, Jiang Nanqiu was distracted for a long time because of this casual remark.

Her absent-mindedness made Jing Anzhi very confused. After he changed into his casual clothes, he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Nanqiu shook his head and returned to his gentle and calm appearance.

"It's just some old memories."

Her forced smile could not escape Jing Anzhi's sharp eyes.

Jing Anzhi looked at Yu'er beside her and said, "If your wife doesn't want to talk about it, then you should talk about it."

The person Yu'er feared the most was Jing Anzhi. She naturally responded to his orders immediately, "My Lord, when Madam was in the Jiang family, she never used silver charcoal in the winter, and she didn't even dare to use too much hot water. Every winter, Madam's hands and feet would be covered with frostbite..."

"Yu'er." Jiang Nanqiu was such a gentle person, but at this moment she was already in tears. She interrupted Yu'er's next words in a reproachful tone.

Although Yu'er didn't finish her words, the most important part had been said, and Jing Anzhi also understood how much Jiang Nanqiu had been wronged. And such Jiang Nanqiu made Jing Anzhi feel pain in his heart.

He had always known that Jiang Nanqiu was not favored, and he vaguely guessed that her stepmother was very strict and vicious, but he did not expect that her life was so difficult, which was a world apart from his own life of luxury.

Looking at Jiang Nanqiu in front of him, Jing Anzhi couldn't help but soften his tone and said, "Don't cry, you won't suffer the grievances of the past anymore."

Jiang Nanqiu knew that she had to stop while she was ahead. She took out a handkerchief, wiped her tears, and smiled at Jing Anzhi, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have cried so much."

Concerned about Jing Anzhi's injury, Jiang Nanqiu walked up to him and lifted his sleeves, "Yu'er, go get the golden wound medicine."

Because she had to apply medicine to him, Jiang Nanqiu had to take two steps closer to him. And because she was small, when Jing Anzhi looked down at her, he could just see her fair and tender neck. In addition to her alluring beauty, there was also a faint and elegant fragrance that drifted into his nose.

Jing An's heart moved and his body trembled slightly.

Jiang Nanqiu, who was holding his sleeve, noticed his slight tremor, raised his sparkling eyes, and asked softly, "Did I hurt you?"

Jing Anzhi was dazzled by the dazzling beauty, his heart skipped a beat, and after looking away, he said stiffly, "It doesn't hurt."