"That little favorite concubine must have something special about her, otherwise Yi Chenqi wouldn't dote on her so much."
Lan Jingtang glanced at An Yuan'er thoughtfully, but did not respond directly.
After thinking for a while, he said, "You'll understand once you've seen that favored concubine."
"By the way, that favored concubine, I overheard Yi Chenqi call her Tangtang once."
Yi Chenqi gave her the affectionate nickname "Tangtang," which sounds so sweet! Yi Chenqi probably really likes it.
An Yuan'er was secretly happy for him and wished him all the best.
Perhaps it was karma, but Crown Prince Yi Chenqi had a string of happy events, with both a son and a daughter. However, Yi Chenxuan, as the eldest son, had not had any children born to either of his concubines or maids in recent years, except for the child that Han Yuanyuan had unfortunately lost.
At first, Yi Chenxuan didn't care, but as he got older, he started to get anxious.
In Shengjing, a fifteen-year-old boy can officially marry. Yi Chenxuan is now twenty-two. At this age, even in ordinary families, those who are married are starting to have a big, healthy son.
But Yi Chenqi still had no children.
Despite the fact that the women in the First Prince's residence were of all shapes and sizes, and that Yi Chenxuan had slept with them quite a few times, there was still no news of any of them getting pregnant.
Yi Chenxuan was anxious. If he remained childless, even if he seized the throne, someone else's child would inherit his position. Wouldn't that be like doing someone else's work for them? How could Yi Chenxuan be willing to do that?
Privately, Yi Chenxuan began to secretly invite doctors from all walks of life to distribute fertility-enhancing medicines to all the concubines and maids in the mansion, and even made it clear in advance that whoever conceived the first son would be richly rewarded.
Despite the generous reward, no brave men have yet emerged.
"What about Gu Chuzhi? Has he already married?" An Yuan'er hadn't forgotten that it was Gu Chuzhi who had pushed her too hard and gone too far, which was why she chose to live in seclusion for a while.
Gu Chuzhi is, after all, the son of the prime minister, and his family places great hopes on him. He is over twenty this year, and his family will not let him remain unmarried.
Lan Jingtang shook his head: "This guy is very stubborn and refuses to get married. In the past two years, he has been determined to believe that I am hiding you, and he has repeatedly challenged and opposed me. I think that even after you go back, Yuan'er, he will probably still be thinking about marrying you."
An Yuan'er couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Even if all the men in the world died, Yuan'er would not marry him."
Lan Jingtang then said, "Your cousin is also persistent. I think Gu Chuzhi seems to be deliberately taking revenge on her. He occasionally gives her a little treat, but he never mentions marrying her. An Piao'er has been waiting for Gu Chuzhi for many years. She refuses to marry anyone the old lady of the An family has chosen for her. But if she drags it out any longer, a woman's age will eventually become a hurdle. I'm afraid she will end up reaping what she sowed and ending up with nothing."
An Yuan'er had only heard Gu Chuzhi say that in her past life, it was An Piao'er who orchestrated his abandonment of An Yuan'er, leading him to believe he loved An Piao'er. An Yuan'er was unaware of the specifics of their emotional entanglement.
I never expected that Gu Chuzhi would hold such a grudge, to the point of seeking revenge.
Everyone knows that An Piao'er's childhood wish, and the way her grandmother raised her, were all for the purpose of marrying An Piao'er off to a respectable and successful official family as his wife, so that they could form a powerful alliance with the An family.
An Piao'er is seventeen now. If Gu Chuzhi keeps dragging this on, her wish will be dashed sooner or later.
It was truly karma; in the end, An Piao'er still fell for Gu Chuzhi, losing to her own greed and obsession.
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