"But what can I do? When I found out, the butler had already reported it to His Majesty..." Song Niannian stared at Jiang Shisan.

Her bright face looked truly helpless, but as Jiang Shisan got closer, Song Niannian retreated and fell onto the couch.

Is it coming? Song Niannian's eyes flickered.

Song Niannian has had true feelings for Jiang Shisan and has used him to her advantage all along, but she couldn't even stop the housekeeper from reporting something as serious as her pregnancy?

It was obvious that Song Niannian wanted to take advantage of this child.

"I said, I am my sister's knife. Now, are you going to throw the knife away after using it?" Jiang Shisan's peach blossom eyes were dark.

He leaned over, bent his long legs and pushed Song Niannian away, and put his mouth close to the most sensitive part of her ear. "I like it so much. If you separate from me again, we will die together."

He looked down at Song Niannian from top to bottom and bit her earlobe again.

If you provoke him, you will never get away with it!

The pleasure was overwhelming, and Song Niannian's whole body was covered with goose bumps. It was the hormones aroused by Jiang Shisan that made her feel numb and tingling. Her earlobes were the most sensitive.

Oops, she seems to be courting disaster.

But she really likes this tiger, what should she do?

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The days suddenly slowed down...

Jiang Shisan is two years younger than her.

However, in the ancient world, people became parents early. Song Niannian was twenty-three and he was twenty-one, which was the age to be a parent.

But only after knowing Jiang Shisan's age did Song Niannian have an accurate understanding of his "brother".

Three years ago, she just met him, and they were together on their wedding day. He just turned eighteen that year?

No wonder he looks thin and a childish look can occasionally be seen on his face.

Jiang Shisan now accepts the child well, but he is more attached to Song Niannian.

Since Song Niannian became pregnant, the prison commander rarely killed people with his own hands when he was away.

As if he had turned over a new leaf, he asked for Buddhist beads from outside the temple and wrapped them around his wrist.

He also threw away his red robe and changed into various robes of the same color as Song Niannian.

The noble and aloof Thirteenth Prince has now gradually transformed from a bad omen into the dream of young girls in the capital.

They often saw the prince fiddling with his Buddhist beads with his peach blossom eyes lowered as he looked at his tall figure, which made people feel distant and dared not offend him, but not like before, when he was full of murderous aura.

Jiang Shisan injured someone at a flower viewing banquet, and it has been a long time since the incident.

Nowadays, all kinds of posts in the capital will also be sent to the Thirteenth Prince's Palace.

The Jiang royal family is not a long-lived family. His Majesty is in poor health now, and the Crown Prince has not yet succeeded to the throne, but he has already developed a coughing up blood.

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"Madam, the South Courtyard has been quiet recently, and Aunt Su seems to have accepted her fate."

"Sister, the weather has been nice recently and the peach blossoms are blooming again. Do you want to go and enjoy the flowers?"

"The Duke of Qing's mansion has sent an invitation, inviting everyone to go to the city to enjoy the flowers. His manor is quite nice, with a ten-mile peach forest, which is very beautiful."

Jiang Shisan didn't care what others said.

He just lives the life he wants.

The door of the Thirteenth Prince's Palace was always closed.

But the General's Mansion is his home.

Even though Song Niannian refused to give him a formal status, Jiang Shisan still considered himself her male lover.

Every night, he stayed in the general's mansion and slept with Song Niannian in his arms.

As Song Niannian was getting older, Jiang Shisan called the imperial physician to see her. The physician said that Song Niannian was in good health and the fetus was well taken care of, and that proper movement would be better for delivery.

Jiang Shisan tried every possible way to get Song Niannian to leave the house and stay with her. He was worried about anyone staying with Song Niannian.

He disguised himself as a maid and stayed by Song Niannian's side.

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Song Niannian is not interested in other flowers.

Only peach blossoms.

She used to like a line of poetry very much, "The peach tree is young and tender, its flowers are bright and beautiful." Now that she has come across the ancient times, she likes it even more.

Song Niannian agreed.

The Duke of Qing's Mansion also sent an invitation to the General's Mansion.

However, when Song Niannian arrived, she realized that this was actually a blind date party:

Jiang Shisan and the daughter of Duke Qing...

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"The Thirteenth Prince never looks at anyone and seems to be uninterested in anyone. The only person he ever protected was Madam Pei."

"Madam Pei, you live next door to the Thirteenth Prince. Have you ever seen who the Thirteenth Prince brings home, or which girl he's attracted to?"

Song Niannian was sitting in the pavilion, and Jiang Shisan, dressed as a maid, stood beside her, helping her serve tea and water.

"No." Song Niannian responded while looking at Jiang Shisan.

Would they know that the tall maid they were staring at with strange eyes was the Thirteenth Prince they were thinking about?

Jiang Shisan was originally good-looking, feminine and tall, and his peach blossom eyes were his trademark.

Jiang Shisan looks too good even in women's clothing.

However, he kept his eyes down, so no one could see whether he had peach blossom eyes or not, and no one would pay attention to the maid of a general's widow.

"Madam Pei, have you heard that the Thirteenth Prince... he seems not to like women, he likes... likes that." The legitimate daughter of Duke Qing bit her lip and said with a red face.

"Which one do you like?"

"Oh, that's it!" The daughter of Duke Qing secretly pointed at the man opposite.

Don't like women, like men? Song Niannian's eyes trembled, and Jiang Shisan beside her also...

"Where did you hear that, sister?"

"Alas, it was actually a few years ago." The daughter of Duke Qing sighed, "I went to Tianxi Tower for dinner and saw a pair of men. One of them was tall and handsome, wearing a headband. He was with the Thirteenth Prince, but the Thirteenth Prince pulled him into his arms and fed him. Or... mouth-to-mouth..."

Song Niannian choked and coughed! His initial wariness towards the legitimate daughter gradually faded.

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In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Shisan really has nothing to do with her, Mrs. Pei.

She glared at Jiang Shisan. Even Song Niannian was matched up with men in men's clothing, but now she and Jiang Shisan were standing together, and others still thought they were innocent!

"Madam, go slower." Jiang Shisan lowered his eyes, not knowing where Song Niannian's anger came from. He just came over immediately, leaned over and handed her a handkerchief, and helped Song Niannian to calm down.

He lowered his voice and called her "Madam" repeatedly, not like a maid calling her master, but rather like...

"Thank you." Song Niannian took the handkerchief and covered her lips slowly.

"Madam Pei, you treat your maid so well. Is she also left to you by General Pei? General Pei is handsome and affectionate, but it's a pity... Well, fortunately you have a child in your belly, which can continue the bloodline of the Pei family..." The legitimate daughter of Duke Qing said with concern.

Her words really hit Jiang Shisan in the chest.

Song Niannian was sitting there and could feel the coldness coming from Jiang Shisan.

"Sanniang, I... I feel dizzy, help me go and rest." Song Niannian held her forehead and pretended to be unwell.

She was already four or five months pregnant, so it was normal for her to feel unwell. The other girls quickly asked her to go to the side room to rest.

Song Niannian stretched out her hand and asked Jiang Shisan to help her.

Jiang Shisan lowered his eyes and directly picked up Song Niannian horizontally.

"Where is the wing room?" The voice was so low that it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

But the maid who led the way and the many noble ladies in the pavilion watched helplessly as Jiang Shisan, a maid, had such great strength that she could even lift the pregnant Song Niannian.

Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at each other...

"Sanniang, this way."