The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

There was a dim candlelight in the study. Jing Anzhi sat in an armchair with a gloomy face, his face showing an indifference that no one should approach him.

Jiang Nanqiu gently placed the food box on the table and asked him gently, "Master, have you had dinner?"

"Yeah." Jing An answered perfunctorily.

Jiang Nanqiu was not discouraged. She took two steps towards Jing Anzhi and asked apologetically, "Master, are you still angry with me?" Her eyes were pure and bright, like a little deer that knew nothing about the world.

"You are so virtuous and generous, why should I be angry?" Jing Anzhi avoided her gaze and said sarcastically.

Seeing his joyful expression, Jiang Nanqiu quickly said, "Master, you misunderstood me."

There was only a small distance between the two of them. Although Jing Anzhi exuded a cold aura, Jiang Nanqiu still walked to the armchair and reached out to touch his arm.

Jiang Nanqiu's sudden touch made Jing An stunned. Even though he was furious, he did not shake off Jiang Nanqiu's hand.

"How could you have misunderstood? You want to push all kinds of people, such as Jasmine and Yanhong, towards me. You treat me as a lustful playboy?" Jing Anzhi turned his face away angrily.

Jiang Nanqiu conquered Jasmine, but when did she put Yanhong in front of Jing Anzhi?

Jiang Nanqiu calmed herself down and softened her voice, "Master, it was my fault for Jasmine's incident. But how could I have pushed Yanhong in front of you when I knew you were angry?"

Jing Anzhi looked up suddenly and happened to see Jiang Nanqiu's aggrieved expression. Yes, how could Jiang be so stupid? Knowing that he was angry, she pushed Yanhong in front of him? It seems that he was blinded by anger last night and did not think deeply. Yanhong's coming to the study must not be arranged by Jiang Nanqiu, but her own decision! What a fool!

"Aji, go call Mrs. Liu from the backyard and sell Yanhong immediately." Jing Anzhi was furious and gave the order.

Aji naturally took the order and did it immediately.

After resolving Yanhong's misunderstanding, Jing Anzhi's face looked much better. Jiang Nanqiu quickly struck while the iron was hot and said, "Master, I have asked Rong Mama to take Jasmine back. Please forgive me for my self-willed decision."

Jing Anzhi snorted coldly, "Acting on your own? You also know that you are acting on your own?" Having said that, his tone had unconsciously softened a lot.

Jiang Nanqiu already understood why Jing Anzhi was angry. Jing Anzhi was a child of destiny and could not tolerate a woman's indifference. If she wanted to resolve this dilemma, she had to treat him sincerely.

"Master," Jiang Nanqiu choked up, "I was just afraid that I could not keep your heart, that you would make Miss Rong your concubine and you would not stay overnight at Qiulan Pavilion anymore, so I resorted to such tricks. Please forgive my stupidity."

Jiang Nanqiu was not afraid of Jing Anzhi's suspicion as he said this from the heart but also from acting.

Sure enough, as soon as she said this, Jing Anzhi's attitude softened visibly.

After all, her marriage with Jiang had not started gloriously, so she was right to be afraid. And just because she was afraid of Rong Menghan's existence, it proved that she cared about him.

Then, a feeling of joy spread throughout Jing Anzhi's heart, and his anger had mostly disappeared. At this moment, all that remained in Jing Anzhi's heart was pity for Jiang Nanqiu.

Jing Anzhi stood up from the armchair, and without saying anything, he held her in his arms, holding her close to his heart. "You don't have to be afraid of Rong Menghan. Although I have to make her my concubine, I will never set foot in Lanyue Pavilion again in my life." Jing Anzhi said in a gentle voice.

Jiang Nanqiu was very thankful that she didn't take his words seriously. She leaned on his shoulder with tears in her eyes and said, "Miss Rong is also a pitiful person."

After a long time, Jing Anzhi said, "That night, she drugged me, and after waking up, I was forced to treat her as my concubine. If she hadn't used such a trick, I would have wanted to treat her as a brother." As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Nazhi didn't care whether Jiang Nanqiu was still in shock, he pinched her chin and lifted her chin, kissing her lips domineeringly and aggressively.

..........

Jing Anzhi was taking a rest these days. Jing Zhaoyue returned to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion with great fanfare, not even bringing her children with her, clearly to vent her anger on the Duke of Yingguo's son.

Wang felt sorry for her daughter, so she told her how to control her husband. "As women, we can't always follow men's wishes. Sometimes we have to throw a little temper to let men know how powerful we are." Not only did Jing Zhaoyue take these words to heart, but Jiang Nanqiu took them to heart as well.

On the second day after Jing Zhaoyue returned home, Wang caught a cold. Jiang Nanqiu wanted to go to Tongyuan to take care of her, but Jing Zhaoyue got there first.

"I don't have much time to stay with my mother, so let me take care of her." Because Jing Anzhi was also in Tongyuan, Jing Zhaoyue was much more polite and kind to Jiang Nanqiu.

"What my elder sister said is right." Jing Anzhi smiled, sat for a while, and then led Jiang Nanqiu back to Qiulan Pavilion.

Since the two of them cleared up their misunderstanding, their relationship has become much more harmonious and intimate. Especially Jing Anzhi, he changed his previous indifference and stayed by Jiang Nanqiu's side all day, either kissing and hugging, or talking to her in private. The maids and servants all hid in the side room, and everyone's faces were full of joy, "This is good, the prince can't leave his wife, maybe our wife will have good news soon."

Yu'er also smiled and said, "God bless you, may Madam be pregnant with a child soon."

Before the evening, Jing Anzhi went to the outer study to handle some official business. Jiang Nanqiu was lying on the imperial concubine couch, looking peaceful and comfortable. However, Rong Mama hurriedly ran in, "Madam."

Madam Rong is now following Jiang Nanqiu wholeheartedly. Whenever anything happens in Tongyuan, she will report it to Jiang Nanqiu immediately.

Jiang Nanqiu asked, "What's wrong, Madam?"

Aunt Rong closed the door, walked over to Jiang Nanqiu, and whispered in her ear, "Madam has been ill these past two days and is unable to manage the household affairs. It seems that the eldest aunt wants Miss Rong to help manage the household affairs."

Instantly, Jiang Nanqiu sat up straight from the chaise longue, "Is my elder sister-in-law crazy? Why would a married woman want to interfere in her mother's family affairs?"

For women in the inner house, the power of housekeeping is even more important than the favor of their husbands. Rong Menghan is now a concubine, and she has lost the favor of Jing Anzhi, which is equivalent to a death sentence. The treatment in Lanyue Pavilion is not as good as before. There are only four taels of silver a month, and the breakfast, lunch and dinner meals are only four dishes and one soup.

She was given the power to manage things, so her status and position would naturally rise, and her treatment would certainly get better. What was even more infuriating was that the power of being a housekeeper should have been held in the palm of Jiang Nanqiu's hand. Who was Rong Menghan? Why should she be the housekeeper?