The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

If the concubines of the rich and powerful families were honored, the mistresses might even give them a few tables of banquets. But Rong Menghan caused Wang's dislike, and Jing refused to set foot in Lanyue Pavilion, so the ceremony of taking a concubine was very sloppy.

Fortunately, after suffering a huge blow, Rong Menghan became much calmer and did not show any displeasure.

On the day of the concubine ceremony, Jiang Nanqiu gave her a jade hairpin of ordinary quality and said some words of instruction from a mistress to a concubine. From then on, Rong Menghan became a concubine in the backyard of the Zhenguogong Mansion.

But Jing An stayed overnight in Qiulan Pavilion and had no intention of visiting her. Wang was also looking forward to Jiang Nanqiu getting pregnant with a legitimate son, so she had no time to care about Rong Menghan.

So, after a few days of silence, Rong Menghan asked Fang'er to send the letter out.

Jing Zhaoyue specially rushed back to her parents' home and told Wang, "My daughter wants to take Menghan to Long'an Temple."

Wang was checking the accounts when she said this. Her face suddenly turned ugly, "Why are you going to Long'an Temple for no reason?"

Jing Zhaoyue clung to Wang's arm in a daze, and said with red eyes, "Tomorrow is the anniversary of Rong's family's death. My daughter's heart..." She looked so tender and tearful, and just a few words broke Wang's heart.

"You fool, why are you still thinking about the past?" Although Wang scolded her daughter, her heart softened and she agreed to this matter.

Jiang Nanqiu had no objection.

Ever since she knew Jing Anzhi was tired of Rong Menghan, she didn't want to bother with her any more. As long as she could behave herself in the backyard, she wouldn't kill her.

So, at the end of the month, Jing Zhaoyue took Rong Menghan to Long'an Temple.

This time, Jing Zhaoyue brought the servants of the Duke of Ying'an Mansion with him, and the journey was smooth. After arriving at Long'an Temple, Jing Zhaoyue prayed for the safety of his two children as usual, and then hid in the private room to rest for a while. Rong Menghan disappeared completely.

Jing Zhaoyue also instructed the maids, "Don't tell outsiders about Aunt Rong's whereabouts."

The maids knew what was going on and responded one after another, "Yes, we dare not."

Last month, the Fourth Prince fell seriously ill.

The lights in Xianfu Palace where Concubine Shen lived were on day and night, and the sound of women crying could be heard at every moment.

The emperor did not smile for days. When he went to court, he reprimanded several imperial censors for no reason. The emperor's anger was so violent and strange.

Queen Li was also very curious and tried many ways to find out the news about Xianfu Palace. Finally, she learned from the imperial physician that the fourth prince had his tongue cut off.

There is no reason for a mute to ascend to the throne in any dynasty.

Concubine Shen cried so sadly because she knew her son would not be able to take the throne. Empress Li was surprised and happy. She hurriedly called the fifth prince over and asked him, "Did you do this?"

The fifth prince just smiled faintly, "Mother, why bother digging into this matter? Anyway, Xiao Tong is no longer qualified to compete with me for the throne."

In an instant, Queen Li was shocked by her son's ruthlessness, but also delighted at the tremendous power that she was about to hold in her hands.

However, Concubine Shen in Xianfu Palace hated the Fifth Prince.

Among the adult princes, only the Fifth Prince had such ruthless means to punish her son. Moreover, the Fourth Prince's high fever had not subsided for a long time, and he might become an idiot in the future. How could she not feel pain in her heart?

The struggle in the palace quietly began like a war without the smoke of gunpowder.

Rong Menghan knew nothing about this. She only knew that the Fifth Prince had made an appointment with her at Long'an Temple, and if she was lucky enough, she might be able to conceive a child. Once she had a child, she would be able to survive in the Zhenguo Mansion.

At this moment, her heart and eyes were filled with hatred.

This hatred was pervasive and had completely devoured her internal organs.

She hated Jiang Nanqiu's cruelty and coercion, Jing Anzhi's indifference and ruthlessness towards her, and even more she hated the injustice of the world towards her, Rong Menghan.

She had already fallen into the mud, and there was nothing to fear anymore. Therefore, Rong Menghan just sat quietly in the private room, waiting for the fifth prince to appear.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside. The fifth prince, dressed in noble attire, slowly opened the door and smiled as he looked into Rong Menghan's eyes.

In the evening, Jing Zhaoyue sent Rong Menghan back to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. Jiang Nanqiu listened to the maids' report and nodded indifferently.

"Well, let Aunt Rong stay in Qiulan Pavilion with peace of mind, and don't treat her harshly according to her allowance."

Jiang Nanqiu valued his wife's reputation and didn't want outsiders to find fault with him. When Wang Ruyue, who was playing chess with her, heard this, her hand holding the chess piece froze. A trace of sadness flashed across her pretty face.

When Jiang Nanqiu saw this, he immediately dismissed the maid and said to her, "Don't be sad yet. This news may not be true."

Wang Ruyue's eyes were red as she said, "Fourth cousin must like that maid very much."

It turned out that Wang received a letter from a servant in her hometown yesterday. The letter said that the fifth master had recently taken in a maid who was very charming, but Jing Zhihan doted on her and cherished her in every way.

How could Wang Ruyue be happy when she has such a troublesome vixen around her even before she gets married!

In order to make her happy, Jiang Nanqiu had to persuade her, "She's just a maid."

She paused and instructed Wang Ruyue, "Rong Menghan was your cousin's favorite girl, but she has become his only hope today. As long as you have patience and the means, you don't have to worry about not being able to win over your fourth brother."

When Wang Ruyue was about to answer, the maids guarding the corridor announced, "The prince is here."

Wang Ruyue wanted to retreat immediately. Jiang Nanqiu smiled and tried to persuade her to stay, "This game of chess is not over yet."

Wang Ruyue just took a soft handkerchief to wipe her tears and said, "Yuer won't disturb my cousin and his wife." After that, she didn't dare to look at Jing Anzhi's somewhat gloomy face and walked out of Qiulan Pavilion.

Just when Jiang Nanqiu was feeling curious, Jing Anzhi with a gloomy face had already walked up to her.

Jiang Nanqiu called out tenderly, "Husband."

Jing Anzhi immediately stepped forward and grabbed her slender waist, and kissed her all over. She kissed her domineeringly and forcefully, as if she wanted to suck out all the energy in Jiang Nanqiu's body.

After the kiss, Jiang Nanqiu leaned limply into Jing Anzhi's arms, panting, "Master."

Jing Anzhi's big hands were dishonest, but his face was very gloomy, "Ever since Sister Yue came to our house, you have been accompanying her all day long and have not paid much attention to me."

Jing Anzhi said this with an awkward expression. His words made Jiang Nanqiu smell a strong smell of jealousy.