Looking at her rosy face, Shen Yunjin thought of that dream again, and his expression darkened.

After that, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became strange.

Last night, the sixth concubine served Shen Yunshan very well, and Shen Yunshan was very satisfied. In addition, the sixth concubine kept nagging him, so he allowed her to stay in the mansion.

In the morning, Shen Yunshan went out, and Nanzhi finally met this sixth concubine.

In the dead of winter, she was dressed very lightly, her cheongsam slit up to her thighs, wrapped in a fox fur shawl, and wearing red stilettos, as she entered Nanzhi's room.

Nanzhi looked up and saw that her face was painted snow-white, her lips were strikingly red, and every glance and smile exuded the aura of a mature woman.

"Oh, so this is the Marshal's new ninth concubine. She's not that pretty."

Nanzhi looked up and smiled at her, but didn't say anything.

Seeing her like this, the sixth concubine curled her lips into a mocking smile, and sat down on the soft chair next to Nan Zhi, rubbing her belly and laughing, "The commander was so amazing last night, I suppose my belly is already carrying the blood of the Shen family."

"Then congratulations, Sixth Madam. I hope you will soon have children for the Shen family." Nan Zhi smiled and had someone refill her tea, showing no sign of jealousy whatsoever.

The sixth concubine was unhappy that she hadn't provoked her, and when she looked at the stunningly beautiful face, she became consumed by jealousy.

However, seeing how naive she was, the sixth concubine suddenly smiled, a calculating glint in her eyes.

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