The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

Jing Anzhi heard these words clearly.

After a brief pause, he followed the direction of the voice and walked to the private room of the man who spoke.

There were several dandies sitting in the private room, but none of them had a prominent family background. The man in the lead had a handsome appearance, holding a wine glass in his prickly hand, and loudly mocked Jiang Nanqiu, "The concubine of the Jiang family, I don't know how much merit she had accumulated in her previous life to be able to marry into the Zhenguo Mansion."

There was another round of laughter. When the man was drunk and was about to say something to belittle Jiang Nanqiu, Jing Nazhi had already walked into the private room with a gloomy face.

The leading man hadn't noticed the danger approaching. He still had a scornful smile on his face, and said, "I should have tasted the Jiang family's concubine's daughter, so that the prince of the Zhenguo Mansion could wear my worn-out shoes."

As soon as the son of a bitch said this, Jing Anzhi had already walked up to the man. He was as aggressive as a demon from hell. Before the man could react, Jing Anzhi's fist had already hit him in the face.

Jing Anzhi's sudden appearance startled all the dandies in the private room. Everyone in the capital knew that Jing Anzhi was a highly respected person in the Imperial City Department. The Imperial City Department was the emperor's personal guard and was not subject to the control of the six ministries.

Seeing the young master of the Yan family being beaten by Jing'an, blood and flesh flew everywhere. In Jing'an's hands, the young master of the Yan family was like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Jing Anzhi was so furious that the other men in the room did not dare to step forward to stop him. Only when the young master of the Yan family rolled his eyes and fainted did Jing Anzhi finally stop.

His slender jade fingers were covered with bloodstains, and his eyes, full of hostility, looked around.

Then, he curled his lips and raised a teasing and cruel smile, "If there are more people out there who are unfavorable to my wife in the future, I don't need to say more about the fate of everyone present."

The men saw the miserable state of the young master of the Yan family and were trembling with fear. No one wanted to be half-dead by Jing Anzhi's sword.

Several men nodded in agreement. Jing Anzhi glanced disdainfully at the young master of the Yan family lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, then turned around and said to Aji, "Take him away."

Afterwards, Jing Anzhi left Fanlou with a cold face.

Everyone watched Jing Anzhi's departing back cautiously, and no one dared to say a good word for the young master of the Yan family.

In a dark room in the suburbs of Beijing, a dark and damp atmosphere filled the entire dark room.

The young master of the Yan family was tied to a wooden rack, and the pain on his face reminded him that he was still alive in this world.

He slowly opened his eyes, but could only see pitch-black darkness. Memories before he fainted came flooding back to him. He remembered the sudden appearance of the son of the Duke of Zhenguo and the fist he threw at him.

The young master of the Yan family had also learned some martial arts, but he was unable to move in front of Jing Anzhi and could only endure his tremendous anger.

The young master of the Yan family had met Jing Anzhi several times. There was a huge difference in their identities, and Jing Anzhi didn't often pay attention to people like them.

So when he learned that Jing Anzhi married Jiang Nanqiuhou, he was very proud.

The woman he looked down upon in the past has now become the object of Zhenguogong's heart, and this sense of vanity has made him proud. After drinking some wine in Fanlou, he said these malicious words under the encouragement of his good friend.

However, who would have thought that his arrogant words after drinking would bring him fatal disaster.

At this moment, the young master of the Yan family felt that death was approaching. He was so scared that he couldn't help shaking all over. He didn't care if anyone heard him or not, and shouted, "Prince Jing, spare my life."

In the darkness, a disdainful voice sounded, "Light the lamp."

At the command, Aji and others lit the candles obediently.

The dim candlelight illuminated the dark room. The young master of the Yan family then saw himself standing in front of Jing Anzhi, and the dagger in his hand that was shielded from green light.

The young master of the Yan family felt a lot of pain on his face, but he still had to find the time to beg Jing Anzhi for mercy.

"Prince Jing, please spare my life. Those were all nonsense I said after drinking. Please forgive me for my mistakes and spare my life."

The young master of the Yan family cried and made a fuss, but no matter how he begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face, Jing Anzhi remained unmoved.

Aji took the dagger from Jing Anzhi's hand and threw it into the red-hot coal stove.

The young master of the Yan family was drowned in tears, but he still saw the flames dancing in the coal stove. Jing Anzhi threw the dagger into the coal stove. Was he going to brand him? I heard that the torture methods in the Imperial City Bureau were endless, which could make people want to live but not die.

The young master of the Yan family didn't dare to think too deeply. If Jing Anzhi used these methods on him...

"Prince Jing, I was really disrespectful to your ladyship only because I was drunk. Please spare my life. I will never dare to do it again." He cried more miserably. At this moment, the fear of a catastrophic disaster almost swallowed him up.

But Jing Anzhi still said nothing, just stared at him coldly.

Just when the young master of the Yan family was feeling hopeless, Jing Anzhi suddenly smiled. He looked down at the young master of the Yan family and asked him, "Are you and my wife old acquaintances?"

The young master of the Yan family grasped a glimmer of hope and immediately cried, "We are not old acquaintances, I just made up the words. Please spare my life, my Lord."

But the more he begged for mercy, the more impatient Jing Anzhi's expression became.

Jing Anzhi glanced at Aji, and Aji immediately respectfully handed over the red-hot dagger. Jing Anzhi then used the dagger to cut open the flesh on the chest of the young master of the Yan family.

The pain that burned his flesh made the young master of the Yan family howl heartbreakingly.

Jing Anzhi just smiled and said to him, "I want to hear the truth."

The young master of the Yan family no longer dared to deceive Jing Anzhi at this time, so he could only tell Jing Anzhi about his past acquaintance with Jiang Nanqiu.

It turned out that he had lived temporarily in Jiang's mansion. At that time, Jiang Nanqiu was also a girl waiting to be married. Seeing that this cousin was beautiful, he bribed Xue'er, the maidservant beside Jiang Nanqiu, to send a love letter and a token of love to Jiang Nanqiu.

Jiang Nanqiu did not respond until the young master of the Yan family wrote in his mind that he wanted to marry Jiang Nanqiu, and then Jiang Nanqiu paid attention to him.

The young master of the Yan family wanted to deceive Jiang Nanqiu into proving his innocence, but Jiang Nanqiu refused to be fooled. Once, Xue'er was on the lookout for him, and he almost forced himself on Jiang Nanqiu, but was later caught by the Song family, and the matter had to be left unresolved.

The Song family would not allow the young master of the Yan family to marry Jiang Nanqiu, a concubine's daughter of humble origin. "Xue'er came to see me a few days ago. Her words were full of provocation. She said that Jiang Nanqiu has now become a phoenix by flying on her finger, and she looks down on the people of the Jiang family. I, I just wanted to vent my aunt's anger." said the young master of the Yan family.

That night, Jing Anzhi did not return to the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion.