Dongfang Jin sat down beside her, his handsome face was serious, and he put his hand over her shoulder and said, "Qingqing, what happened?"
An Qingran quietly lay in his arms and asked faintly, "Do you think I am a very cold-blooded person?"
Dongfang Jin gently stroked her back: "I think it's just the opposite. No matter what happens, remember that I am here."
An Qingran nodded gently. She felt very tired today. This was the first time she felt so tired since her rebirth. She was exhausted both physically and mentally. And for the first time, she wanted to confide in someone: "Let me tell you a story. There was a woman who married a prince. She gave everything she had to help her husband ascend to the throne. In the end, she found out that he was just using her. He had secretly had a child with his sister, and she was already pregnant at that time. They framed her, and the man fed her the foetus soup with his own hands, while the sister carried their child to send her off for the last time. In the end, she died, but she didn't expect to return to her childhood again. God might have felt that she was too pitiful, so he arranged for her to live another life. If you were that little girl, what would you do?"
"This story is so interesting." Dongfang Jin looked at An Qingran with scrutiny, "I didn't expect Qingran to be such a good storyteller."
"Let me ask you, what would you do?"
"Me? Of course I will fight back. If I am reborn, I will take revenge and make that couple pay back all their debts." Dongfang Jin's eyes showed a hint of cruelty, but he quickly said, "Qingqing, why did you suddenly think of asking this question? Could it be..."
An Qingran smiled bitterly: "What? Do you think I'm that woman?"
“Yes.”
"Really?"
"It's fake. If Qingqing is reborn, then I will feel it." Dongfang Jin scratched her small nose affectionately, "But if it's true, Qingqing, tell me, from now on, the two of us will take revenge together, okay?"
He spoke seriously.
An Qingran felt relieved.
He should be able to accept his reborn self.
Dongfang Jin added: "In fact, revenge is necessary. People can be bullied once, but not forever. What you owe, no matter who it is, should be paid back."
There was excitement in his voice.
An Qingran heaved a long sigh when she heard that. It was a kind of relief. Yes, why should she blame herself? If she was still weak in this life, then her mother and Mingchen would no longer exist. More importantly, she would never have the chance to lie in his arms in this life. She missed such an outstanding man in front of her in her previous life, so how could she miss him in this life?
Dongfang Jin saw her smile blooming, and that good smile drove away the melancholy on her face, as if the night-blooming cereus bloomed in the dark night, instantly lighting up the starry sky.
How could she be so beautiful?
Dongfang Jin couldn't help but kiss her. This kiss was without any desire, just pity and touching. She was touched by Wen Xiang's embrace and touched that they could meet each other...
An Qingran also hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go even a little bit.
*******
Prince Kang's Palace.
Concubine Shu sat in Prince Kang's room, her expression very complicated: "How is she?"
Dongfang Ye stood up: "Mother, my cousin is just breathing out but not breathing in..."
"Have someone prepare those things so that we don't get flustered. Also, notify the An residence and ask General An and his wife to come and see her for the last time." Concubine Shu looked at the child in the nurse's arms again, "Is the child okay? He looks a little weak."
"Yes, he is a little weak, but he knows how to drink milk, so he is fine."
"Ah, this child is too careless. The date is almost up, but something like this happens... By the way, give those maids who follow her twenty strokes of the cane to vent the anger of the general and his wife. They can't even take care of their master. It's a mercy to spare their lives." Concubine Shu issued the order.
Caiyun Cloud and Xiaxia were dragged and beaten with twenty boards, then driven out of Prince Kang's Mansion and disappeared.
An Zhongtao and Lian Jinyu came soon. An Zhongtao walked into the house with Lian Jinyu with a sad look on his face, not caring about being secretive. Although Lian Jinyu was very dissatisfied with An Yanran, at this time, some things could be put aside, especially when she saw her little body lying there, almost out of breath, she also shed two tears and took An Yanran's hand: "Poor child, your parents are here to see you, can you hear it?"
An Yanran suddenly began to breathe heavily. An Zhongtao also came closer and whispered her name. An Yanran opened her eyes, looked at the two of them hazily, and then slowly closed them. A drop of turbid tear flowed down from the corner of her eye and finally dripped onto the brocade pillow, leaving no trace...
No one knew why An Yanran shed this last tear. Was it for her poor child, or for the fact that she had worked hard all her life but ended up like this, or for the inexplicable hatred between sisters, or was it that at this moment, she knew everything about her past and present life?
When Concubine Shu met the An couple, tears were on her face. She kept wiping her eyes with a handkerchief and holding Lian Jinyu's hand with her other hand: "I didn't take good care of your daughter. It's my fault."
An Zhongtao's face was gloomy. He did have this idea in fact. Although An Yanran was only a concubine's daughter and was still young and ignorant and did things that embarrassed him, she was his daughter after all. Now that she was gone, he still blamed Prince Kang.
But seeing Concubine Shu like this, it was hard to say anything.
Lian Jinyu said: "It's no one's fault for something like this. This was originally a great disaster for my daughter..."
An Zhongtao said nothing.
Concubine Shu looked at An Zhongtao and said, "Yanran is my niece. My heart aches. I think of my poor sister again. This mother and daughter are so pitiful. I was waiting for Yanran to give birth to a grandson. I would make her the princess. It would be a double happiness when the time comes... Although she is gone, I cannot let her rest in peace. I will do what I said. I will make her the principal wife and she will always be my son's principal wife. From now on, there will be no more principal wives in the Kang Palace."
Hearing her say this, An Zhongtao's expression relaxed and he nodded: "Okay, I'll do as you say."
An Yanran's body was kept for seven days. Officials from all the major families came to pay their respects.
An Qingran is her sister, so naturally she has to go.
She was dressed in mourning and had an indifferent expression. People who didn't know the truth thought she was heartbroken because she lost a sister, but they didn't know that she was just indifferent, really indifferent.
Lou Wanyue and Dongfang Ruoxue also went, but Qin Xiangning did not attend due to her health. After burning paper, they sat in the courtyard of the side building and drank tea.
Naturally, one cannot talk loudly in such an occasion. Dongfang Ruoxue lowered her voice to comfort An Qingran. An Qingran nodded slightly, not knowing what to say.
Suddenly, Dongfang Ruoxue's eyes froze for a moment, and then her face turned red with embarrassment.
An Qingran followed her gaze and just happened to see Lian Muchan's figure flashing past in the aisle. An Qingran turned back with a teasing look in her eyes, but after thinking about it, she didn't say anything. But she was thinking in her mind that maybe she should remind her uncle that the princess of Shouwang Mansion was a perfect match for him.
It’s just that Lian Muhan is usually very smart, why is he acting like a taciturn person now, pretending nothing happened?
Lou Wanyue's eyes also wandered for a moment, but it was Dongfang Run who walked over, still in a white shirt, his whole body was as moist as jade, and as cold as ice. It was really amazing that these two contradictory feelings could appear in one person.
Dongfang Run came forward to pick up Lou Wanyue and take her back home.
Lou Wanyue stood up, and Dongfang Ruoxue followed suit.
Lou Wanyue said, "My husband only needs to send someone to tell us, why bother coming to pick us up in person?"
“There are a lot of people outside and the smell is dirty.”
An Qingran smiled and pushed Lou Wanyue: "Hurry up and leave."
Lou Wanyue smiled shyly, and Dongfang Run's eyes seemed to pass across An Qingran's face unintentionally, with a hint of surprise, but then returned to normal.
Indeed, An Qingran was indeed stunning today. Her white dress did not diminish her beauty, making people wonder if she was a fairy from the ninth heaven, detached from the mundane world?
Dongfang Jin's voice suddenly came over: "You are ready to leave, why don't we go together."
Dongfang Run is not the only one who can enter the inner palace to pick up his wife.
When Dongfang Jin said this, he put his arms around An Qingran's waist, so domineering that it made people speechless. He looked at Dongfang Run's enchanting appearance and thought to himself that it was a good thing that Lian Muhan saw Dongfang Run walk in just now.
After that kid got beaten up by me, his brain has obviously become much smarter.
**********
The funeral will be held in seven days.
An Yanran was carried to the ancestral temple, as Princess Kang, on the main road of Kyoto, filled with ceremonial guards, spirit pennants, and paper money. In addition, all the stewards were dressed in mourning clothes. From a distance, the street was filled with nothing but white. An Yanran sat in the sedan chair, looking at everything in front of her with a sad sneer on her lips. An Yanran loved these false names the most, but now she had obtained them at the cost of her life. Whether it was worth it or not, there was no way to ask at this moment.
An Qingran accompanied the procession all the way to the Taimiao. As the eldest sister, she watched her coffin being buried in the ground with her own eyes. Her entanglement with her in the previous life ended here. An Qingran did not shed a single tear. Her mind was full of grievances from her previous life. She wanted to let it go, but she thought of the culprit, Dongfang Ye who was standing aside. There was not much sadness on his face. He was still giving orders calmly and occasionally looking at her. The vulgarity in his eyes was what she hated the most. He actually dared to be so disrespectful to her at An Yanran's funeral. It was not just a matter of disrespect. She almost lost her chastity to him last time. She wanted to forget this disgusting thing, but it was obvious that the man in front of her did not want to let her go.
Her road to revenge is far from over.
An Qingran gritted her teeth secretly.
****
Prince Kang's Palace.
The baby kept crying, and the nurse tried to soothe him but to no avail.
Shen Zhiyun and An Ranyue stood by and watched. They looked like they were trying their best. Finally, Shen Zhiyun said, "Come here, let me hug you."
The nurse brought the child to her arms. Maybe because the baby was tired of crying, or because her arms made him feel safe, the child slowly stopped crying. This made Shen Zhiyun look surprised. She looked at the nurse and said proudly, "Does the little guy recognize me? Why doesn't he cry anymore?"
The nurse was speechless and felt a little embarrassed.
She just rubbed her swollen chest and stepped aside: the child ate too little. She was obviously well-off, but this well-offness was a headache. She always felt that the child was too fragile, but she dared not say it out loud.
Shen Zhiyun held the baby in her arms while looking at him, and said in a gentle voice, "Baby, I am your stepmother."
"How did I become the second mother?" An Ranyue asked from the side, "What about me?"
"Then I am the Third Mother?" Shen Zhiyun was stunned. "Actually, it's hard to say. From what my mother said, the position of Princess Kang has been vacant. Even if I marry again, she will only be a concubine or a lady. Between us, there must be one First Mother and one Second Mother. It won't be anyone else's turn to enter the palace."
She is telling the truth.
An Ranyue was stunned for a moment when she heard this: "There is no such thing as the eldest aunt or the second aunt. It's the custom in your place. In the capital, children have mothers and aunts. The eldest aunt and the second aunt are used to address women from uncles' families."
Shen Zhiyun looked at her and suddenly hugged the child tightly. Yes, in Prince Kang's Mansion, this child has only one mother, and that mother must agree with Prince Kang's wife.
An Ranyue looked at her expression and laughed inwardly. Is this the last thing this woman thought of? From now on, there are two women in the Kangwang Mansion. Who should the child call mother?
This is the most important issue.
Shen Zhiyun immediately lowered his head and looked at the weak life in his arms. His eyebrows were very beautiful, and they looked exactly like those of Prince Kang. He would also be a handsome little boy when he grew up. If she could let him take care of her, then he would be the principal wife, and his future children would also be the principal wife's, and would have a good future: "Baby, look at me, I'm holding you..."
Shen Zhiyun finally stopped mentioning the eldest aunt and the second aunt, and instead looked at the child intently.
An Ranyue looked at the maternal love in Shen Zhiyun's eyes, smiled, and sat on a chair next to her: "You like this child so much, do you want to take care of him?"
"If I could, I would."
"I just don't know what mother and the prince think."
"Are they afraid that the child will need more people to take care of him? But, speaking of it, it is the sister's responsibility to take care of Lin'er." Shen Zhiyun walked over and put the child in her arms. Dongfang Lin changed his arms, twisted uneasily, but he didn't cry anymore, but fell asleep quietly.
An Ranyue's heart softened a bit, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously: "Lin'er is really likable. He is so quiet. When he grows up, I'm afraid he will be more popular with girls than the prince."
Shen Zhiyun carefully observed An Ranyue's expression. This time, he found out that she really wanted to take care of this child. The love in her eyes seemed to be real, but who knows what decision the prince will make.
That night.
Shen Zhiyun sat on Dongfang Ye's body, shaking vigorously, tears falling from her face and dripping onto Dongfang Ye's chest. Dongfang Ye's beautiful eyes were blurred, and his big hands rubbed Shen Zhiyun's softness, as if he wanted to shake her apart. The two of them went crazy for a long time before they stopped. Shen Zhiyun lay on Dongfang Ye's body, panting: "My lord..."
Dongfang Ye's hands did not stop moving, and he said, "What's wrong?"
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