Aunt Chen, "What are you afraid of? I'm just the old maid hired by Master Yan for two taels of silver a month. I'm only responsible for taking good care of Miss Jiang and the young master. What does the rest of the business, whether it's a king or not, have to do with me?"
"But……"
"Siyu, what do you think is the status of the Miss Jiang we serve? What are the chances of her entering the palace in this lifetime?"
Siyu suddenly realized that if they didn't go to the palace, they would just be ordinary people.
Ordinary people have nothing to fear.
But soon, Siyu thought of something else and said with a bitter face, "Mother, but...but didn't the prince say that he wanted to take the girl to be his concubine?"
Chen Ma waved her hand and said, "Don't worry about that. If he wants to pick her up, it depends on whether the girl wants to go. He can't just force her into the sedan, right?"
And through her observations during this period, Miss Jiang... is not as short-sighted as before. Being a concubine?
She wouldn't agree.
Although she didn't know why Miss Jiang's personality changed so drastically, Mother Chen was very happy. She liked the current Miss Jiang, who was capable and had integrity.
Good girl!
…
Prince's Mansion.
Yan Zhuo returned home and drank three cups of cold tea without saying a word, but his anger did not subside.
How unreasonable, that village woman!
No, he couldn't delay any longer like this. He had to let Jiang move into the house as soon as possible.
Apart from anything else, Yan Zhi is a promising talent. When I held him today, I secretly felt his muscles and bones. He has great potential and is a good candidate for martial arts training.
But the princess consort would definitely not agree. If he forced his way through, he would probably be accused of disrespecting his stepmother and being a dissolute and unfilial person.
He doesn't care about these false reputations, but the emperor values filial piety. If he loses the emperor's favor because of this, everything he wants to protect will be in vain.
This matter still needs to be handled in a roundabout way.
After an incense stick of time, Qi Ren finally found Yan Zhuo.
"Your Majesty, how come you run so fast? I can't keep up with you."
Yan Zhuo snorted coldly, "Is it your body that can't keep up, or is it your mind? I see, you can't wait to quit your job here and serve Jiang. Is she so tempting to you?"
Qi Ren chuckled, "Look at what the prince said. Miss Jiang is not the Black and White Impermanence, so what spirit is she summoning? I just think that she has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. In fact, she is not a vicious person, otherwise she would not treat my subordinates."
"Hmph." Yan Zhuo sneered, "I bribed you with a little favor. You are one of my favorites, but you are so unscrupulous."
The words he had used to curse Jiang before were so harsh that he was too embarrassed to repeat them.
Not only did he suddenly change his attitude, but he also refused to admit it!
Yan Zhuo looked down on him extremely.
Qi Ren also knew that he was a little arrogant at first but respectful later, but Miss Jiang had indeed changed a lot. Since she had the courage to reform herself, why should he hold on to her?
He stopped refutation for a moment and just laughed flatteringly.
Every time this happened, the prince would no longer bother with him.
This method has been proven to be effective.
Sure enough, after a while, Yan Zhuo's eyes hurt from his laughter, and he waved his hands in disgust, "Forget it, get out of here and do what you need to do."
Qi Ren's evil plan succeeded, and he smiled with his white teeth showing.
He turned and walked a few steps away, then suddenly turned back, "Your Highness, I'm telling you the truth. Miss Jiang's medical skills are really good. How about you ask her to treat your hand? Instead of searching for a miracle doctor in vain, why not give it a try? There's nothing to lose, right?"
Yan Zhuo clenched his left fist and slammed the table, "Who do you say... is the dead horse?"
Qi Ren, "Ahhhhhh, I'm dumb, I'm wrong, I'm going to get out of here!"
Let’s stop talking.
Yan Zhuo sat upright, tapping his index finger casually on the table.
It's impossible to make him believe that the village woman is a miracle doctor and ask her to cure his illness!
However, he did find a way to force her to enter the mansion even if she was unwilling...
…
In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.
The baby is finally one month old.
The prison-like days are finally over.
When Jiang Ying woke up in the morning, he felt that the air was fragrant. He wanted to rush out of the yard like a crazy Husky and have fun in the fields.
Yan Zhuo is rich but stingy. Which prince would keep a mistress in a remote village where people can grow vegetables?
Others have beautiful women in their mansions, but he has ghosts in his farmhouse.
Isn't it a ghost that comes back to life through a dead body?
Siyu came back after taking a stroll on the ridge of the field outside with little Yanzhi in her arms and going out to replenish daily necessities.
The whole person seemed surprised, happy, happy and sad.
Jiang Ying raised an eyebrow. After sending little Yan Zhi to the crib, he took her hand and checked her pulse. "What's wrong? Did you lose your mind?"
The fingertip pulse is normal, but the rhythm is a little fast.
Caused by confusion.
"Ah, I'm fine." Siyu pulled her hand back blankly.
Jiang Ying's face was furious. "What's going on? If you don't tell me, I'll go out and find out myself!"
Siyu had no choice but to tell it out.
“Actually, it’s a good thing.
"It's rumored in West City that the Prince has come to the palace to beg for mercy. It's for you.
"When a concubine entered the palace, Concubine Qin refused to accept her because she was ashamed and became so angry that she fell ill. The Prince had no choice but to kneel outside the Imperial Study for a whole night, and finally got the Emperor to agree to this matter.
"You, you will soon be able to become the legitimate concubine of the prince."
No one knows Jiang Ying's background better than Siyu.
So after a brief moment of uneasiness after hearing the news, she slowly figured it out.
Being a concubine from a wealthy family, wearing fine clothes and never having to worry about food and clothing is not a bad thing for a girl of her own.
The young master can also be included in the family tree smoothly without having to hide and suffer grievances in public.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
