Jia Rong and Gege's words made Tong Wanyan's heart pound.
The only direct descendants of the Tong family now are the brothers Tong Guogang and Tong Guowei.
These two men upheld the reputation of the Tong family, commanding the support of hundreds of officials with a single gesture in court, enjoying unparalleled prestige and prestige. Moreover, they were deeply respected by Emperor Kangxi and genuinely loved and respected as elders.
Throughout the entire Qing Dynasty, apart from the daughters of the Aisin Gioro clan, no other family produced daughters of greater value than these two.
"The direct descendant, perhaps it's best to avoid it." Even though Tong Wanyan tried to keep herself out of it, she couldn't remain calm after hearing this.
Jia Rong and Princess Shuo held her trembling hand, which was ice-cold.
She looked up and saw that Tong Wanyan's lips, now painted with rouge, were no longer as rosy as before.
"This isn't a bad thing, why are you so scared?" Jia Rong and Princess Shuo asked, puzzled.
If it were something that couldn't be mentioned, Tong Qinian would have cleaned up the mess long ago. Why would he let Jia Rong and Gege Shuo know about it, and then bring it up in front of Tong Wanyan?
“If it were an ordinary family, it would be fine, but now you’re telling me I might be of noble blood. I’m scared.” Tong Wanyan was genuinely afraid.
Jia Rong and Princess Shuo patted her back and softened their voices to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, this is a great thing. You are currently enjoying too much favor and glory, which makes people envious. With a good family background to protect you, you can walk a safe path."
So what if she gave birth to the eldest grandson of the emperor? The death of the mother of an imperial heir in the palace is nothing.
Others looked at Tong Wanyan with envy, but only those who cared for her could see clearly that she was walking a path strewn with flowers but paved with knives. One wrong step, and she would be bleeding profusely.
The coldness of imperial power was something Jia Rong and Princess Shuo experienced even more deeply than Tong Wanyan.
"You, with your inherent carefree and open-mindedness, I don't know how you developed it. I like your personality, but I'm also afraid of you being like this. Look at those people, always cautious and calculating. Although they are disliked, they have no choice but to do this if they want to live well and climb the social ladder." Jia Rong and Gege's words were realistic and true.
Tong Wanyan lowered her head. She had already died once; how could she not be open and honest? Having been given a second chance at life, it was inevitable that she would live with a carefree attitude.
Even if the supreme imperial power was ruthless, she admired it, but she did not have the servile fear in her bones.
Tong Wanyan remained silent. Jia Rong and Princess Shuo assumed she was simply pampered by the Tong family and naturally beautiful. Beauties naturally receive preferential treatment, unlike ordinary people.
"I won't say anything to you, after all, we get along well, it's just because I like your personality. Oh dear, you're looking so wronged with your head down, if the Crown Prince sees you like that, he won't let me come to see you next time. He's very protective of his own!" Jia Rong and Princess Shuo joked.
Tong Wanyan's almond-shaped eyes widened, and the corners of her eyes reddened slightly: "Who told you to bully me? You call yourself my sister-in-law, but you don't treat me as well as you used to."
What does it feel like when a beautiful woman acts coquettishly? It's the kind of feeling that can make you feel weak to the bone.
Jia Rong and Princess Shuo were completely charmed by her: "It's my fault, sister-in-law, please don't blame me. Alright, you've interrupted me, I forgot to get to the point. My husband said you are the youngest daughter of Lord Tong Guogang, the eldest daughter of the Tong family's main branch!"
Tong Wanyan gasped in shock: "Don't be ridiculous. The generational difference is wrong! Besides, Consort Tong's age..."
“It’s not uncommon for women to have children in their forties, and besides, if you count the time, Consort Tong was only in her thirties when she gave birth to you,” Princess Jiarong said nonchalantly.
"Then it must be thirty-eight or thirty-nine, right?" Tong Wanyan said incredulously.
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