The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

That night, Jiang Nanqiu stayed in the outer study.

She knelt for a long time and cried for a long time, and was exhausted to the extreme. Jing Anzhi saw that her eyelids were droopy and she looked like she wanted to fight, so he carried her to the Luohan couch.

Jiang Nanqiu had exhausted all his energy, and as soon as he touched the soft quilt, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Jing Anzhi took out the golden wound medicine and applied it to the bruise on her knee. He applied the medicine gently to her, then got on the bed and held her tightly in his arms.

Jing Anzhi was not sleepy. He just stroked Jiang Nanqiu's waterfall-like black hair over and over again. The hair wrapped around his fingertips, bringing out a faint fragrance.

He was holding his wife in his arms, but he still didn't feel satisfied.

Jing Anzhi thought that his Qiu'er had to stay by his side and always love him like this. If one day she stopped loving him or left him, he couldn't even believe how crazy he would be.

This time, after Jiang Nanqiu and Jing Anzhi reconciled, the maids and servants all noticed the changes in Jing Anzhi.

In the past, no matter how much the prince cherished his wife, he would always put on the airs that a prince should have. But now, the prince is obsessed with his wife all the time, and is extremely clingy. Even if his wife leaves for a moment to chat with Sister Yue, he is not happy.

When Yu'er saw this, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Just looking at how warm the prince is to his wife, there must be no room for another woman in his eyes and heart. This is good news for his wife.

There is an unwritten rule in the aristocratic families that once the wife is pregnant, she cannot serve her husband. Then she has to choose a maid to serve her husband. Some virtuous and generous wives will even spend money to hire a concubine so that their husbands can have children.

Yu'er was secretly a little worried, fearing that the seductive women inside and outside the mansion would win the heart of the prince.

She told Jiang Nanqiu about this privately. Jiang Nanqiu just sighed and said to her, "My master will be angry."

The last time Jiang Nanqiu wanted Jasmine to serve Jing Anzhi, he became furious. Now she naturally would not make herself unhappy.

Yu Er smiled and said, "Master has become more fond of Madam recently."

Jiang Nanqiu just smiled faintly. Recalling how Jing Anzhi had clung to her and refused to let go these days, she felt a little more burdened in her heart.

It's good that Jing Anzhi dotes on her, but if he dotes on her too much, she will be overwhelmed.

In the past two days, Sister Yue didn't dare to come to Qiulan Pavilion.

Jiang Nanqiu was bored during her pregnancy, so she could only take care of the household affairs.

Rong Ma was looking for her with the account book. When she entered the room, she saw her sitting on the big kang by the window in a daze, so she said, "Madam, there is some progress on that matter."

Jiang Nanqiu suddenly became interested. She immediately stood up from the big bed in the clinic, walked to Rong Madam and asked, "Have you found out who it is?"

There was something strange about the affairs between Master Yan and Xue'er. These two people did not show up earlier or later, but appeared after Jiang Nanqiu took over the housekeeping power. Jiang Nanqiu would never believe that there was no one behind the scenes.

So, she asked Madam Rong to go outside to inquire about the news and use some money to pry open the mouths of the servants in the Jiang Mansion.

This question revealed that Nanny Wu had repeatedly gone to the Jiang residence to talk to a familiar maid. Jiang Nanqiu then realized that the plot to sow discord between the couple came from Sun from the second house.

Rong Madam said, "Madam, you didn't bother with them, but they wanted to take advantage of you and even used such a vicious scheme to harm you."

Jing Anzhi was very angry these past two days. Rong Mama had watched Jing Anzhi grow up and had never seen him so angry. Fortunately, the lady had the means to win over the heart of the prince.

"The third room is also involved?" Jiang Nanqiu asked.

Rong Mama nodded, thinking of the tricks used by the second and third houses behind her, she gritted her teeth and said, "They are plotting against Madam like this, we can't let it go."

In line with the principle of "I will not offend others unless they offend me", Jiang Nanqiu naturally had to respond to the plans of the second and third houses.

"They schemed against me just to get some money from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. In that case, I will teach them a lesson and let them know that I, Jiang Nanqiu, am not someone who will be bullied." Jiang Nanqiu's eyes sparkled.

Aunt Rong liked her decisiveness in dealing with things and her energetic and lively personality.

Afterwards, the master and servant discussed a countermeasure. When Rong Mama saw the afterglow in the corner of the courtyard, she knew that it was time for Jing Anzhi to return home, so she withdrew.

Not long after, Jing Anzhi returned to Qiulan Pavilion.

Jiang Nanqiu stepped forward as usual to help him take off his official robe. Jing Anzhi was in a very good mood today. As soon as he entered the room, he smiled and said to Jiang Nanqiu, "Tomorrow the decree for my promotion to the position of Chief of the Imperial City Department will be issued."

Jiang Nanqiu smiled and said, "Congratulations, Master, for getting what you wished for."

Jing Anzhi was not only happy about his promotion to Si Zheng, the most important thing was that after being promoted to the second rank, he could ask for the honor of being a royal consort for his wife.

"Imperial edict?" Jiang Nanqiu was stunned. She had never dared to think about the position of a lady with an imperial edict.

Jing Anzhi was even happier when he saw her happy face. He hugged her and said, "Well, I will find you a royal consort when the time comes."

A man who has a successful career, parents, a wife and children can be said to be perfect.

Jing Anzhi leaned over to Jiang Nanqiu's neck and kissed the itchy flesh on her neck, causing her to giggle frequently before he withdrew his hand.

"Qiu'er, I'm so happy." Jing Anzhi's face is full of smiles now, which is a far cry from his ruthless and impartial appearance in the Imperial City Division.

Jiang Nanqiu was also somewhat happy. Which woman in this world would not like the honor of being a lady of imperial title? In the past, Concubine Shen dared to summon her to the palace and torture her without any reason. Now that she had the title of a lady of imperial title, how could Concubine Shen dare to be so unscrupulous?

Jiang Nanqiu looked at Jing An carefully and had to admit that she had married a very reliable husband.

"My dear husband, what would you like to eat for dinner? I have slept all afternoon and would like to go to the kitchen to relax." Jiang Nanqiu asked him softly.

She meant to cook for Jing Anzhi herself.

Jing Anzhi stroked her belly and said with a smile, "We won't have dinner at home today. I'll take you to Fanlou."

Fanlou is the most prosperous and lively restaurant in the capital, but Jiang Nanqiu has never been there once.

Jing Anzhi dragged Jiang Nanqiu to Fanlou under the pretext of celebrating his promotion to Si Zheng.

The shopkeeper recognized Jing Anzhi's identity and also saw the pregnant Jiang Nanqiu beside him.

The shopkeeper immediately smiled flatteringly and said, "So you are the prince and his wife from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. I am sorry for not coming to greet you from afar. Please forgive me, both of you."

Jing Anzhi thought the private rooms near the center of the restaurant were too noisy, so he spent a large sum of money to rent three private rooms on the east side of the second floor, and asked the shopkeeper to prepare a table of clean and delicious dishes.

Seeing Jing Anzhi's generosity, Fan Lou's mother smiled and went forward to kiss him, "We have an honest official in our restaurant. He sells his art but not his body. He sings a Jiangnan tune very beautifully. Would you like to listen to it, my lord?"

Jing Anzhi didn't want to listen, but Jiang Nanqiu beside him showed a somewhat moved expression.

Only then did he remember that Jiang Nanqiu's aunt was from Jiangnan, and she must have sung Jiangnan tunes to her often when they were little.

Since she was a prostitute, it was no big deal for her to come in and sing a song. Jing Anzhi threw a silver ingot to the mother.

My mother responded with a smile on her face and called out to the outside of the private room, "Han'er, come in and sing a song for the prince and his wife."

The mother's laughter drifted away, and a beautiful woman holding a pipa walked into the corridor at the corner. Although the beauty covered her face below the eyes with a veil, her eyes like autumn water made Jing Anzhi and Jiang Nanqiu feel familiar.

Moreover, the courtesan named Han'er froze up after entering the room, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Jing Anzhi. She didn't even play the pipa or sing.