The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

"I'm just a confused person who can't tell right from wrong. I should move out of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion tomorrow, so as not to upset the young master." Rong Menghan shed tears as she spoke. Her affectionate and cold look was enough to make all the men in the world feel pity for her.

But Jing Anzhi fell into deep thought.

Why did he speak for Jiang? He thought hard but could not find an answer. The only thing he was sure of was that in his heart, Jiang was a kind and gentle woman, and Rong Menghan was also very considerate and there was nothing wrong with her.

Rong Menghan noticed Jing Anzhi's absent-mindedness and suddenly felt extremely embarrassed.

She hysterically asked Jing Anzhi for sympathy and forced him to explain why he spoke for Jiang, but he was distracted and didn't listen to her words at all.

This was naked contempt, which instantly shattered Rong Menghan's self-esteem.

Rong Menghan's pretty face was solemn, and she pointed at the dark night outside the Lanyue Pavilion and said, "I'm tired, please leave, my lord."

Gu Cui wanted to persuade Rong Menghan, but she saw that she had a cold face and looked like she refused to give in.

Although Jing Anzhi did not show any sign of embarrassment or anger, he immediately left Lanyue Pavilion after Rong Menghan ordered him to leave.

Jing Anzhi walked away in the night, leaving Gu Cui worried. She cried and said to Rong Menghan, "Why did you push the prince out? Isn't this sending her to Jiang's courtyard?"

Rong Menghan laughed at himself, "Let him go, his heart is with Jiang's, even if I keep him, what does it matter?"

Gu Cui shook her head and walked to Rong Menghan's side with earnest words, pleading earnestly, "Miss, your biggest reliance in front of the prince is the old relationship. But you have been cold and frosty again and again, while Jiang from Qiulan Pavilion is so considerate and gentle, which naturally makes the prince feel comparative."

Rong Menghan answered with tears in her eyes.

Gu Cui continued to persuade, "Men in this world all like gentle women. Let me say something unpleasant. You are no longer qualified to be the Crown Prince's legal wife. It is even more difficult to be a concubine. If this is the case, why do you, hibiscus, who are so noble and self-righteous, hesitate to have physical contact with the Crown Prince?"

Gu Cui grew up with Rong Menghan since childhood. The two are as close as sisters, knowing each other and staying together. Only the advice from Gu Cui can make Rong Menghan take it to heart.

Listening to Gu Cui's words, Rong Menghan cried and said, "The prince promised me that he would let me be his concubine. A concubine is still a wife. I don't have to kowtow to the wife and offer tea to her, and the children I give birth to will not be inferior to hers."

"That's true, but the prerequisite for you to become a co-wife is that the matter has to be settled before it's final." Gu Cui said.

"Ms. Jiang is inferior to you in appearance, talent, and character in every way, so why does the prince treat her differently? Isn't it because of her exquisite figure? As long as you are willing to have physical contact with him, his heart will return to you." Gu Cui tried to persuade her.

Rong Menghan was stunned for a long while, and finally said "hmm" softly.

In Qiulan Pavilion, Jiang Nanqiu, who was already lying on the bed ready to rest, did not expect Jing Anzhi to come back.

When she heard the maids outside calling her, she was surprised and happy, and immediately got up from the bed.

Jing Anzhi walked into the main room of Qiulan Pavilion in the thick night, his face stained with deep fatigue. He glanced at Jiang Nanqiu lightly, and through the flickering candlelight, he saw her thin nightgown, and underneath the nightgown was her beautiful and graceful skin, as white as snow.

His heart moved, and an indescribable throbbing arose in his chest.

"Are you hungry, Ye?" Jiang Nanqiu clearly saw the coldness in Jing Anzhi's face, but did not ask him whether he had hit a wall in Lanyue Pavilion. He just asked him tenderly if he was hungry.

Jing Anzhi didn't have dinner, so he was very hungry.

He nodded.

Jiang Nanqiu asked Yu'er to go into the house and light the lamp. He put on a tiger-skin cloak and was about to leave the main house.

Jing Anzhi frowned and blocked her way, only asking her, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Nanqiu met Jiang Nanqiu's dark face with pure eyes, "In reply to the prince, I am planning to go to the small kitchen to cook you a bowl of shredded chicken noodles."

Her answer was beyond Jing Anzhi's expectations. For a moment, the loneliness and coldness in his heart were replaced by warmth.

In this misty and cold night, someone wanted to drive her out of the house, while someone else wanted to cook soup for him despite the cold.

At this moment, Jing Anzhi knew that the balance in his heart had tilted greatly towards Jiang.

Half an hour later, Jiang Nanqiu returned to Qiulan Pavilion with a bowl of steaming vegetarian noodles with shredded chicken.

Jing Anzhi replaced the surging emotions in his heart with silence. When he finished the bowl of vegetarian noodles with shredded chicken, it was almost midnight. A hint of fatigue appeared on Jiang Nanqiu's gentle face.

"Go to rest." He went to the bathroom to wash and change clothes. After Jiang Nanqiu watched him leave, he went back to the bed to rest.

Who is lying in the warm quilt? Jiang Nanqiu curled her lips and smiled. She thought, tomorrow will definitely be a sunny day.

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Wang attached great importance to this polo match and repeatedly warned Jiang Nanqiu privately, "Your stepmother and stepsister will also be at the polo match. Just say hello when the time comes. You are now a member of the Zhenguogong family, so you don't need to live under their wishes."

This meant to support Jiang Nanqiu, so that she didn't have to be afraid of her elder sister and mother. Jiang Nanqiu was very grateful.

Since she married into the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion, she has repeatedly run into obstacles in front of Rong Menghan. If it weren't for her mother-in-law, Wang, who always praised her, the servants and maids in the mansion would have looked down on her long ago.

Jiang Nanqiu was deeply grateful for Wang's kindness and gentleness.

"Mother's teachings, your daughter-in-law will keep them in mind." Jiang Nanqiu took the teacup from the maid and poured tea for Wang personally. She only said, "Would mother like to take a look at the gift list for the polo club?"

Wang shook her head and smiled with a relaxed look, "Sooner or later, the Zhenguo Mansion will be handed over to you and Anzhi. You just need to have a diagnosis in your mind about these things."

Aunt Rong was secretly shocked. She knew that the Madam valued the Crown Prince's wife, but she didn't know that the Crown Prince's value would include so much trust.