Quick Transmigration: The Pomegranate Spirit Relies on Childbearing to Upgrade

Wushuang was a pomegranate tree that lived for a thousand years, then suddenly gained sentience and learned to cultivate.

After cultivating for two hundred years, she had just transformed when s...

Chapter 174 The General with Military Power VS the Arrogant and Domineering Concubine (20)

Prince An was once a brave and warlike prince, but to be honest, he was still not as good as her father, General He, and the now emerging Huo Yuanzhou.

And because he was the emperor's half brother, the emperor was even more wary of him.

Although Yan Mingting suspected that General He had married his daughter as a concubine and prevented her family from usurping the throne and not allowing her to have children, he was actually more vigilant against Prince An.

Among the other princes, except for Prince Ning, only Prince An was detained in the capital by him and not allowed to go to his fiefdom.

All other princes have fiefs, unless they are members of the royal family who have not been crowned as kings or have no fiefs. Otherwise, some powerful princes and royal relatives will have fiefs.

Then, after they became adults, they basically went to their fiefdoms and settled down there honestly.

There was only Prince An. He had a fiefdom and power, but because the emperor was afraid of him, he was detained in the capital and was not allowed to go anywhere.

A young man like Prince Ning only had the title of a prince, but he actually had no fiefdom and no power.

Wushuang looked at Prince An, thinking that she had to hide the fact that the child she gave birth to was not Yan Mingting's.

Also, this time she couldn't be like before, giving birth to quintuplets that were all exactly like her.

After saying goodbye to Prince An, Wushuang remembered that the Yan family had quite a lot of relatives, and there were actually quite a few princes.

If she wants her child to ascend the throne smoothly, she still has to think of a way.

That’s right.

Wushuang was sitting on the sedan chair and was still wondering, in the original plot, did Prince An fall in love with Xiao Yuting?

Why did it seem like the only thing she thought about was Prince Ning?

Oh, no, there are Yan Mingting's other half-brothers - yes, there is also Yan Mingting's elder brother, or an imperial uncle who is older than him but about the same age as him.

Xiao Yuting's aura of being a heartthrob is indeed very strong.

In the original plot, Prince An didn’t seem to have that many scenes?

Forget it... If you can't figure it out, don't think about it, but we have to be on guard against Prince An.

This guy was once a strong contender for the throne. If she wanted her child to ascend the throne, she had to be wary of this strong uncle.

"Your Highness, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

Prince An bowed his head politely.

He was well aware of how stunningly beautiful the imperial concubine was, but he kept in mind that she was his royal brother's woman, so he didn't have any thoughts about her at all.

Now when he saw her, he treated her with great respect, as if she were the emperor's sister-in-law.

Seeing the other person staring at him, he still behaved with restraint and remained polite and distant.

Wushuang looked at Prince An and smiled, "Prince An... after all, I am still your sister-in-law..."

"As the saying goes, an elder sister-in-law is like a mother... Well, I am neither your elder sister-in-law nor your brother's legitimate wife. I am just a concubine..."

"But I am still a noble concubine after all... Do you want me to find you a new princess?" Wushuang asked Prince An with a smile.

"Don't laugh, Your Majesty. I already have a wife." Prince An said.

"I know, but hasn't your wife been dead for three years? Now that the three-year mourning period is over, isn't it time for you to get married?"

"What kind do you like? One who is dignified and virtuous like your wife, or one who is charming and attractive, or one who is weak and pitiful?" Wushuang asked with a smile.

"My dear, you are so aggressive, be careful not to scare Prince An."

When Wushuang asked Prince An what kind of beauty he liked, a familiar voice sounded.

Wushuang and Prince An looked over together, and when they saw that it was Yan Mingting, everyone saluted.

"Your Majesty—"

"Stand up." Yan Mingting walked to Wushuang's side, held her hand and said, "My beloved concubine, please don't bow. Prince An also doesn't bow."

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." Prince An said respectfully.

Yan Mingting smiled at Prince An and said, "I heard that you went to the palace to burn incense for your mother."

"I have nothing to do today, and I missed my mother, so I came to the palace to see her." Prince An answered seriously.

Wushuang looked at Yan Mingting and then at Prince An, and thought of the deceased Empress Dowager.

That empress was also a legend. She climbed from an ordinary talent to the position of queen, and then from the position of queen to the position of empress dowager.

She gave birth to three sons and five daughters in her lifetime, but only Yan Mingting, Prince An, and two princesses survived.

But even so, her two sons and two daughters are all very promising.

However, the empress dowager's luck may have run out, and she died three years after Wushuang entered the palace.

Wushuang really thought it was a good thing that the empress dowager died earlier. At least she wouldn't have to pay her respects to the queen and then to the empress dowager every day.

Yan Mingting looked at Prince An's polite appearance and smiled, "Prince An, the imperial concubine is right. Your wife's mourning has passed. Why not marry as soon as possible?"

"I think the Wenyuan Pavilion scholar, Zheng Boen's daughter should be a good match for you." Yan Mingting patted Prince An's shoulder and said with a smile, "I heard that she is very good at reciting poems and writing essays. You should be able to chat well."

"I heard that you have been studying hard and writing poetry and prose these years. You should have a lot to talk about with Zheng Xueshi's daughter."

"Zheng Bo'en's daughter is also participating in the selection this time. Why don't I grant you a marriage?" Yan Mingting said.

Prince An could hear the seriousness of Yan Mingting's words. He had indeed decided to grant him this marriage a long time ago, and it was not a spur-of-the-moment idea.

Prince An secretly squeezed his hands and said calmly, "It's up to Your Majesty to decide."

Seeing how respectful and obedient he was, Yan Mingting smiled and said, "Don't worry, Zheng Boen's daughter is not a mean person. She won't do anything to the child left by your first wife."

Prince An nodded to indicate that he understood.

Wushuang couldn't help but feel some sympathy when looking at Prince An.

It must be really hard to be feared by the emperor so much.

But she thought of her father and herself, and the sympathy in her eyes quickly disappeared.

If she is in the mood to sympathize with others, she should sympathize with herself.

"The daughter of the scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion..." Wushuang couldn't help but mutter, "I think I saw her today. She is indeed a very good girl. She is more than qualified to accompany Prince An."

"I didn't expect that Prince An likes this kind of bookish girl?" Wushuang looked at Prince An in surprise.

"Hahaha... Prince An has loved reading since he was young. When he grew up, he joined the army. I was shocked."

"I didn't expect that after serving in the army for a few years, he couldn't stand the hardship and ran back to continue studying. It shows that he is a person who really loves reading and learning." Yan Mingting said with a smile.

Prince An also said in agreement, "Yes, I like reading very much."

In fact, the reason why he retired from the army and continued to be the free and easy prince was because he was persuaded by his mother for a long time.

So in order not to make his brother jealous, and to avoid any major conflicts that would put the Great Yan Kingdom in jeopardy, he had no choice but to endure it.

Although he did like reading and writing poetry, he loved fighting on the battlefield even more.

He wanted to be the God of War, not the God of Freedom or the God of Poetry.