The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

The relationship between people is so wonderful.

Two days later, the polo club would hold a banquet. On the banks of the Huxi River, the officials and their families sent servants to check out the tents. On the high platform, there were all kinds of tables, chairs, and wooden stools. Some of the more extravagant families even moved in a heavy Luohan couch.

The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion was a low-key place, but Wang did not want to be too ostentatious and attract criticism, so she just asked the servants to move a rosewood armchair there.

Jing Anzhi even ordered the servant to prepare the carriage and all the facilities inside before leaving, just to make Wang and Jiang more comfortable. Wang knew her son's intentions, so she smiled and said, "After all, you are a man with a family and a career, so you are more careful than before."

Jing Anzhi hesitated for a long time, and finally Wang put away her smile and got into the carriage with Jiang Nanqiu.

As for Rong Menghan, Wang asked two maids to watch her day and night and not allow her to step out of Lanyue Pavilion.

Jiang Nanqiu had heard some rumors, and she vaguely guessed that Jing Anzhi and Rong Menghan had a rift, but she knew the situation and didn't ask a single question. After all, today's polo match was much more important than the fight between the inner house and Li.

This was her first time to attend any banquet in the capital as the wife of the prince of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. It was of great significance, so she had no time to argue with Rong Menghan.

In the carriage, Wang reminded Jiang Nanqiu, "When interacting with others, just pay attention to respecting the other party. Don't be too servile and lose our own status."

"Yes," Jiang Nanqiu replied respectfully, feeling a little nervous. Jing Anzhi glanced at her calmly, his cold face showing some concern, "Don't be afraid, no one will bully you."

Jiang Nanqiu nodded obediently, and Wang just raised her lips and smiled.

Wang was very popular among the noble ladies in the capital. As soon as the carriage from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion landed, the noble ladies who were on good terms with her came up to greet them with smiles.

"Sister Wang is finally here. I haven't seen her for a while. She looks younger than last time."

The one who spoke was the wife of Censor Sun. Wang smiled warmly and said, "Madam Sun is the one whose appearance has not changed. She is as beautiful as ever."

After a few pleasantries, Wang took Jiang Nanqiu's hand affectionately and led her to the group of noble ladies, saying with a smile, "This is my daughter-in-law, a well-behaved and good child."

Just a simple sentence was enough to show how much Wang liked Jiang Nanqiu. The noble ladies understood the meaning of the song and spoke to Jiang Nanqiu affectionately, praising her for being "well-educated, beautiful, and elegant." Jiang Nanqiu's cheeks blushed with praise.

Soon, Jiang Nanqiu's biological mother Song and biological sister Song Nanqing came up to Wang together.

The Jiang family was only a seventh-rank official, and they were not qualified to appear at a polo match that was filled with powerful people. The reason why the people at the polo club invited the Jiang family was because of Jiang Nanqiu's appearance.

When one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit. The Jiang family had a concubine's daughter who married into the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, so her status and position naturally rose.

But unfortunately, Jiang Nanqiu was born with a plain appearance, and even after dressing up carefully, she only barely looked pretty.

Therefore, Jiang Nanqiu's marriage was very difficult. The Song family, who came from a poor family, looked down on him, and the family with a good family background looked down on Jiang Nanqing's character and appearance.

Song was very angry about this and even resented Jiang Nanqiu.

After she married into the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, she didn't have any news at all. She was really heartless. Back then, Jiang Nanqiu had a hard time making a living under the control of the Song family, and her life was not even as good as that of a respectable maid.

Song was used to showing off in front of Jiang Nanqiu, and even today she shouldn't be so arrogant. She said to Jiang Nanqiu coldly, "Why are you still so rude after getting married? Why don't you come and say hello to me and your sister when you see me?"

Song was born with a long face. When she looked at people with the sidelong eyes, she looked a bit cold and arrogant, which made people feel annoyed for no reason.

Jiang Nanqing took after Song's appearance. Although she used delicate makeup to cover up her dark yellow complexion, her sidelong glances were exactly like Song's, just as mean and annoying.

Wang glanced at Song's petty appearance, secretly unwilling to give this mother-in-law the slightest bit of face. Unexpectedly, Jing Anzhi said, "Mrs. Jiang must understand the principle of a loving mother and a filial son. You are Nanqiu's mother. You haven't seen her for a long time, but you didn't ask her about her safety these days. Instead, you scolded her. It's so harsh. Why did Nanqiu come to greet you?"

No one expected Jing Anzhi to speak up for Jiang Nanqiu. Jiang Nanqiu himself was stunned.

Song, who was standing aside, was scolded harshly by Jing Anzhi. Her face turned pale and she didn't know how to respond to his Chinese for a moment.

Besides, Song was a woman who bullied the weak and feared the strong. The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion was extremely powerful, and Jing Anzhi was on duty in the Imperial City Department. He was the emperor's personal guard and was most valued by the emperor.

Song curled her lips, glanced at Jiang Nanqiu unwillingly, and asked her hypocritically, "How have you been in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion these days?"

Jiang Nanqiu raised his misty eyes and replied calmly, "My daughter is fine."

Jiang Nanqiu is very gentle and polite. You have to know that she is now the wife of the prince of the Duke of Zhenguo. Song is so rude and harsh to her for her current status, what about in the past?

Jing Anzhi suddenly felt suffocated and couldn't breathe. An indescribable resentment overwhelmed his heart.

He suddenly held Jiang Nanqiu's hand, pointed to the high platform next to the polo and said, "Let's go, it's time to take a seat."

Jing Anzhi's behavior not only slapped Song's face, but also made everyone present laugh at Song. Song was so ashamed that she glared at Jiang Nanqiu and said, "Now that you have a backer, you are more powerful, but don't forget that the Jiang family will always be your foundation. If a woman loses the support of her family, what good will she get when she is old and ugly?"

Having said that, Song led Jiang Nanqing to the open space in the east.

She can ignore her own face, but she cannot ignore her daughter's marriage.

Jing Anzhi's large palm was still holding Jiang Nanqiu's, the two of them were pressed tightly together, and he could still smell Jiang Nanqiu's unique and refreshing fragrance.

The fragrance is elegant and charming, easily capturing everyone's attention.

Jing Anzhi disagreed, "I know you suffered a lot of injustice in the Jiang family in the past. Looking at your stepmother's arrogance today, I know that she doesn't take you seriously at all."

Jiang Nanqiu was surprised and happy, but he pretended to be tolerant and generous, "Nanqiu dare not blame my mother."

Jing Anzhi knew that his wife was unusually kind and gentle, so he couldn't help but feel a little pity for her.

She shook her head and said, "You are too kindhearted. You don't know that people in the capital city flatter the powerful and bully the weak. If you are always cowardly, others will bully you unscrupulously."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Anzhi called the servant next to him and told him coldly, "Find someone to block the Jiang family's carriage and release a few snakes to scare the Song family."