The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

It's time to make everything clear.

At this time, Gu Cui had already retreated tactfully, leaving Jing Anzhi and Rong Menghan alone in the main room staring at each other.

Rong Menghan picked up the wine cup beside her and poured a glass of wine for Jing Anzhi attentively. After pouring the wine, she still blinked her eyelashes like a palm leaf fan and looked at Jing Anzhi lovingly, "Brother Anzhi."

Since her family was destroyed, she hadn't called Jing Anzhi like this for a long time. This call reminded Jing Anzhi of the past.

He sighed, avoided Rong Menghan's gaze, and said, "Menghan, I have something very important to tell you."

Jing Anzhi spoke to Rong Menghan in a cold and distant manner. There was no love in his clear eyes. Rong Menghan sat at the pearwood table and slowly closed her beautiful eyes, hiding the overflowing loss and sadness in them.

She vaguely sensed the changes in Jing Anzhi, but she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, hoping that it was just her illusion.

Jing An'an, who was sitting opposite her, saw that she remained silent, and was thinking in his mind how to use tactful words so as not to hurt Rong Menghan's proud and fragile heart.

"I think that now that I'm married, you shouldn't live in my inner courtyard without a name or surname. Why don't you..." When Jing Anzhi said this, Rong Menghan quickly interrupted him and said, "Brother Anzhi married a concubine from a small family in order to make me his equal wife."

When she said this, her expression was resolute and cold, her eyes were full of tears, but she gritted her teeth and refused to let the tears fall. Even though she already knew that Jing Anzhi had changed his mind, her heart was still broken into pieces when she heard these words with her own ears.

The handsome and handsome man in front of her with picturesque features should have been her husband.

Once the Rong family was destroyed, she became the daughter of a criminal, and her lover was taken away by another woman.

How ridiculous, how ironic.

While Rong Menghan was crying, Jing Anzhi said apologetically, "As long as you nod your head, I will be your nominal brother from now on. I will prepare a generous dowry for you and choose a good husband for you."

He looked sincere and pious when he said this, as if he had made such a serious decision after deep consideration. But which woman in the world would like to hear such words from the mouth of the man she loves?

Brother and sister? What the hell brother and sister? At first, the two of them were in love and promised to stay together for life, but now because of Jiang's appearance, they have become brother and sister.

Rong Menghan was so angry that he almost laughed out loud.

But her smile was full of bitterness. Instead of smiling so hastily, she would have been better off looking straight at Jing Anzhi with a serious face.

Rong Menghan never thought that Jing Anzhi would abandon her one day. In the beginning, she had risked her life several times in order to protect her innocence in the Jiaofang Bureau, and refused to let the nobles defile her body.

At that time, she relied on Jing Anzhi as her belief, which allowed her to endure the humiliation and survive. His promise was still vivid in her mind.

How could Rong Menghan be willing to leave the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion just like that?

After a brief silence, Rong Menghan raised the cup in her hand, nodded to Jing Anzhi and said, "Menghan understands. From now on, since we are brother and sister, please do me the honor of drinking this glass of wine that I offer you."

Although Jing Anzhi was a little surprised, he saw that Rong Menghan looked calm, so he had no reason to refuse. So he picked up the cup in front of him and drank the wine in it.

After drinking this amount of wine, Jing Anzhi felt his head was very dizzy. He wanted to open his eyes and see Rong Menghan who was sitting in front of him clearly, but under the influence of alcohol, he seemed to only see Rong Menghan's double image.

The shadows were blurry and confused Jing Anzhi's vision.

His mind was in a state of conflict, and gradually his body began to lose control of him. He staggered and fell to one side.

At this moment, Rong Menghan stood up from the stool, walked gently to Jing Anzhi's side, and stretched out her delicate hands to his strong arms. At this moment, Rong Menghan threw all propriety and integrity behind her, and took advantage of the situation to sit in Jing Anzhi's arms, intending to have some physical intimacy with him.

Jing Anzhi drank the cup of wine that made him intoxicated and passionate. At this moment, he must be burning with desire and unable to control himself.

Rong Menghan suppressed her shame and took off her thin outer shirt, then leaned against Jing Anzhi's chest.

I thought this was a natural and intimate act. Who would have thought that Jing Anzhi would use his last bit of clarity of mind to push away Rong Menghan who was in his arms.

"I............." His eyes were red and he staggered to get up from the armchair, but Rong Menghan leaned against him like a wisp of smoke.

He was holding a beautiful girl in his arms, and she was naked. Jing Anzhi was not Liu Xiahui, and with the help of aphrodisiac drugs, how could he remain calm in the arms of Rong Menghan, who was both beautiful and graceful?

Rong Menghan felt sad and happy at the same time. Having removed the shackles of her chastity, she led Jing Anzhi to the inner bedroom without any scruples.

The inner bedroom was filled with incense. Jing Anzhi's limbs were weak and he was in a trance. He could only let Rong Menghan control him. However, the two remaining traces of his expression warned him countless times that this was not the place for him to stay. Unfortunately, this clear expression could not defeat the waves of confusion and dizziness. Jing Anzhi could only resist it with his tenacious will. After resisting to the end, Jing Anzhi fell dizzy on the bed in the inner bedroom of Lanyue Pavilion.

No matter how Rong Menghan shook him or called him, he just kept his eyes tightly closed and refused to open them. How could he have the energy to spend time with Rong Menghan? No matter how hard Rong Menghan tried, she couldn't make Jing Anzhi open his eyes.

As a last resort, Rong Menghan could only call in Gu Cui who was waiting outside the house.

Gu Cui saw Jing Anzhi lying in the inner bedroom through the shadowy curtains. Her face immediately burst into joy, "Miss, did the prince drink the glass of wine?"

Rong Menghan's pretty face was filled with dejection and frustration.

She nodded to Gu Cui, glanced down at her dishevelled appearance, and said with a self-deprecating smile, "My master has changed his mind. Even if I stand naked in front of him, I can't arouse his interest at all."

Although Gu Cui did not understand matters of love between men and women, she was wholeheartedly thinking about Rong Menghan. Now, hearing her being so self-pitying, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Why do you have to say such discouraging words, young lady? The prince was only temporarily blinded by Jiang. He always has you in his heart." Gu Cui was about to cry as she spoke.

Rong Menghan felt sympathetic. Even though she knew that Jing Anzhi's change of heart was irreversible, she did not want the maid beside her to worry about him. "That's right." She forced a smile and led Gu Cui into the inner bedroom.

Rong Menghan pointed at the unconscious Rong Menghan on the bed and asked with a frown, "The prince has fainted, what should I do?"