The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

Wang felt sorry for her daughter-in-law and was also worried that she had no excuse to refuse Rong Menghan's advances.

Jiang Nanqiu happened to be feeling unwell, so she found a perfect excuse to get Jing Anzhi away. "Your wife risked her life to save you. You should take this kindness to heart. Take her back to Qiulan Pavilion quickly. The imperial physician is waiting there."

The most important thing now is Jiang Nanqiu's health.

Jing Anzhi knew the importance of the matter, and the tight embrace last night had already made Jiang live in Jing Anzhi's heart. He didn't even have the energy to deal with Rong Menghan standing in the front hall courtyard.

In order to save him, Jiang Nanqiu went into the dense forest alone. The delicate woman shuttled through the thorns that could cut people, and was also exposed to the cold air in the dark cave. She didn't know if she would catch a cold.

"Son, I obey."

After Jing Anzhi responded to this, he took Jiang Nanqiu and left through the side door of the front hall.

Wang was not only happy, but also took her son's appreciation of Jiang Nanqiu to heart, so she smiled and said to Rong Mama, "Jiang turned a disaster into a blessing this time. Anzhi will definitely respect her as his legal wife in the future. Even though Rong Menghan, that lowly maid, is dominating Anzhi because of their past relationship, the balance in Anzhi's heart has already tilted."

The day when Jiang Nanqiu becomes pregnant with Jing An's child will be the day when Rong Menghan is completely defeated.

Aunt Rong saw the joy in Wang's eyes, and immediately stepped forward to pour her a cup of hot tea and said, "Then I will send her away right away."

Wang was relieved to see her son and daughter-in-law return safely. She leaned back in the rose armchair and said with a smile, "No need. If she is willing to wait, let her wait."

She wanted to see how long Rong Menghan was willing to wait in the courtyard given her personality.

It was the end of autumn, and the breeze blowing through the courtyard brought a coolness that penetrated deep into the lungs.

Rong Menghan has always been proud of her simple and slender figure. Now that winter has not yet arrived, she rushed to the front hall wearing only a coat.

She didn't expect Jing Anzhi would be unwilling to see her.

In the empty courtyard, only she and Gu Cui stood in front of the screen wall, waiting foolishly.

The corridors on both sides were filled with maids and servants who were watching the fun. Because Rong Menghan was deeply disliked by Wang, most of these servants were also laughing at Rong Menghan.

But Rong Menghan straightened his back even more, and a hint of pride appeared in his beautiful face.

She firmly believed that Jing Anzhi would not let her suffer in the cold wind. He would definitely come out to see her.

Gu Cui, who was standing by, saw her young lady shivering in the autumn wind, but no one came out of the warm front hall to answer the girl.

She couldn't help but persuade him, "Miss, why don't we go back to Lanyue Pavilion first?"

Rong Menghan looked back at her and asked stubbornly, "Why do you want to go back?"

Gu Cui knew that her daughter had made up her mind, and even ten oxen could not change it. Besides, the daughter did not sleep last night because she was worried about the prince. Now she just wanted to see the prince in person, which was not a very rude request.

The prince has feelings for the girl, so he will definitely be soft-hearted.

"Why don't I go back to Lanyue Pavilion and get the lady's cloak?" said Gu Cui.

Rong Menghan just shook his head and said with a smile, "No need. If you are still reluctant to come out to see me, it means you are still angry with me. If you are angry, you will definitely feel sorry for me if I stand in the cold wind for a while."

Seeing this, Gu Cui said nothing more. She was a loyal servant, and she would definitely stay with Rong Menghan at this moment.

The master and servant stood together in the courtyard. No matter how cold wind blew from the east, south, west, or north, the master refused to move.

Only an hour passed and Jing Anzhi still did not show up.

Hot tears gradually welled up in Rong Menghan's almond-shaped eyes, but she didn't want to let the servants of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion laugh at her, so she tried hard to hold back the tears.

After waiting for another half an hour, when the golden afterglow fell on the world, Rong Menghan finally listened to Gu Cui's persuasion and gave up waiting for Jing Anzhi in the courtyard.

The master and servant returned to Lanyue Pavilion in shame.

At this moment in Lanyue Pavilion, the imperial physician just checked Rong Menghan's pulse. Jing Anzhi stood beside the bed worriedly, glanced at the imperial physician, and then looked at Jiang Nanqiu who was lying on the bed.

He always looked cold and aloof in front of the maids, and usually only responded to Jiang Nanqiu perfunctorily.

But at this moment, Jing Anzhi was genuinely worried about Jiang Nanqiu. This worry was too obvious, and a solemn coldness was seen between his brows, and in an instant the coldness spread over his entire handsome face, making it impossible to ignore.

Ling Qing and Ling Han looked at each other, and both saw confusion in each other's eyes.

The imperial physician beside the bed was only focused on checking Jiang Nanqiu's pulse. After he finished, he turned around and said to Jing An, "My Lord, there is some chill in Madam's body caused by her panic and worry, but it has not turned into a cold. Why don't I prescribe a dose of medicine to clear away heat and drive away cold, so you don't have to worry about this cold turning into a serious symptom."

After hearing this, Jing Anzhi felt relieved. He stood beside the imperial physician with a pious look on his face and listened to the imperial physician's last words. He then ordered the servants to pay a generous medical fee and send him out of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Jiang Nanqiu leaned on the pillow, watching Jing Anzhi tossing and turning worried about her health with cold eyes, and a little warmth rose in her heart.

She was glad that she had the courage to go to the jungle to look for Jing Anzhi yesterday.

Even though Rong Menghan was bothering him, the friendship between them of life and death yesterday had already made her occupy a place in Jing Anzhi's heart.

She knew very well in her heart that Jing Anzhi would no longer treat her as a puppet wife.

From now on, Jiang Nanqiu's life will be clear and open.

That night, Jing Anzhi stayed in Qiulan Pavilion.

The decoction prescribed by the imperial physician for Jiang Nanqiu had a calming effect, and even though she wanted to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to advance her relationship with Jing Anzhi, she felt an unprecedented fatigue as soon as she stood up.

Perhaps it was because she had been tense for too long. From the dense forest full of miasma to the dark and damp cave, she was always worried about Jing Anzhi's safety. Fortunately, Jing Anzhi was safe and sound, and she got the respect and love she wanted.

Jiang Nanqiu's thoughts were wandering and he felt his eyelids were extremely heavy. After speaking a few words to Jing An, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing that she was asleep, Jing An just sat quietly beside the bed.

He carefully looked at Jiang Nanqiu's sleeping face and saw her willow-leaf eyebrows, her thick eyelashes like a cattail leaf fan, her small and delicate nose, and her pair of red lips that were naturally red, revealing a bit of the girl's innocence.

Jing An just looked at it and became fascinated. His eyes were fixed on Jiang Nanqiu's face, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.