I thought he was picky and unlikely to stay in the other courtyard.
Unexpectedly, the next morning, when Jiang Ying opened the window, he saw Yan Zhuo standing in the corridor and talking to a kind-looking and plump woman.
Jiang Ying subconsciously slammed the window shut. It was so dark last night that she couldn't see the man's facial features clearly. But today, when she looked at him in the sunlight, my goodness, Yue Meiziyi, she was so beautiful, and so stunning!
She couldn't help but think of the meeting scene last night.
Her clothes were disheveled, her breasts were exposed. Even if it wasn't her own body, being "open and honest" with a stranger on the first meeting was beyond the norm for Jiang Ying, who had been single for more than 20 years!
On the bed, the monkey son woke up energetically, stretched his arms and legs, and quacked: [Stupid woman, my diaper is wet, come and change my diaper! ]
Following his heart's voice, the baby's cry resounded through the sky.
This was the first time that the monkey son cried so loudly since he was born.
It was so earth-shaking that it seemed to be about to blow the roof off the house.
Not only Jiang Ying, but Chen Ma was also startled. She rushed into the house with a spoon for porridge in her hand, "What's going on? What's going on? What's going on?"
Jiang Ying sat at the table and drank hot tea slowly, ignoring Yan Zhuo and the strange woman in the room.
"Oh, it's okay, the diaper is wet, Siyu is changing it."
Asking her to wash feces and urine is not possible.
Besides, Jiang Ying knew very well that his monkey son had drunk nutrient solution yesterday, which not only had a warming effect, but also could cleanse his tendons and marrow, and strengthen his physical fitness in all aspects.
So this bubble of old feces, wow, the taste will be very touching.
As expected, Si Yu covered her nose with a pale face and took out the diaper, running very fast, but Yan Zhuo still smelled it and frowned in disgust.
Jiang Ying glanced at him sideways, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Yan Zhuo pointed to the busty woman beside him and said, "This is the wet nurse. Don't worry, I don't intend to involve the child in what happened between us."
"Now that things have come to this, I won't treat you unfairly. I'll tell you when I have a plan in mind. Before that, you should take good care of the child. However..."
"But what?" Jiang Ying frowned. He hated people who only spoke halfway.
Hesitating and fussy, are you still a man?
Looking at her, Yan Zhuo's eyes were dark and gloomy, making him look even colder. He opened his thin lips and said, "You can only be a concubine."
Jiang Ying: Huh?
What's with his congratulatory tone?
He looks down on others. Who would want to be his concubine?
I still need to think about kneeling down to praise my legal wife's sister!
Jiang Ying pouted unhappily and said angrily, "I don't want to be a concubine!"
Yan Zhuo's expression suddenly turned cold, making people shiver.
He glanced at Nanny Duan and Siyu who was taking care of the child, "Go out and take good care of the child."
"Yes, sir." Siyu didn't dare to disobey, and hurriedly took the child and took Nanny Duan away.
"Jiang Ying, let's talk." He spoke first.
The latter took a sip of tea and said, "Your Highness, I'm fine. I have nothing to say."
"Do you know my identity?" Yan Zhuo narrowed his eyes.
Jiang Ying raised an eyebrow. "You didn't hide it on purpose, did you? If I had a bit of common sense, I could go out and ask around and find out."
"He has evil intentions!" Yan Zhuo said with disgust.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Ying also got angry, "Your Highness, I've already apologized, can't you just let it go like a dog bite?"
As a man, I'm not as magnanimous as a woman like her. It's really annoying.
Yan Zhuo's temples throbbed when he heard this.
What if you get bit by a dog?
What are you talking about!
What a shameless person!
If you knew she was such a shrew, you should have run away as quickly as possible.
Why cause such trouble?
Yan Zhuo was extremely annoyed and said in a cold voice, "I misjudged you that day, but it doesn't matter if you don't want a good reputation. I, Yan Zhuo's flesh and blood, will never be left out in the world to be laughed at by others!"
Jiang Ying's heart sank, and he knew it wasn't that simple.
In ancient times, men attached great importance to offspring. It didn’t matter if he had three wives and four concubines, one more or one less. Yan Zhuo was a prince and he had no shortage of food.
It would be extremely difficult to kidnap his son.
Jiang Ying couldn't think of a good way to refute it for the time being, so she started to act like a spoiled child, "I don't care, even if I have to live in this small courtyard for the rest of my life, I won't be a concubine.
“It is better to be a wife from a poor family than a concubine from a rich family. Haven’t you heard of this?
"Instead of living that kind of intrigue and deception in the backyard, why don't I just live in peace and quiet like I do now? At least I'm free."
Yan Zhuo's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he was a little surprised.
How could she still speak so clearly?
Strange.
Before, you were crying, making a fuss, and even threatening to hang yourself, insisting on entering the mansion. In just a few months, you have figured it out?
Unfortunately, now it’s not a question of whether she wants to or not, but whether he wants to or not.
Yan Zhuo was as indifferent as usual, "Don't even think about it! If you don't want to, I can just give the child to someone else to raise.
"In short, my son, Yan Zhuo, should grow up with a legitimate identity, instead of being called a 'son of a concubine'.
"I'll give you a month to think about it. Once you're out of confinement, it won't be up to you!"
Jiang Ying, “!!!”
Dog man!
You are just being unreasonable, right?
The problem is that those stupid things were done by the original body, not her, so why should she take the blame so miserably!
Just as I was feeling angry, I heard a baby crying.
It was heart-wrenching and deafening, like being abused.
Yan Zhuo opened the door and asked, "What's going on?"
As he spoke, Nanny Duan stood in the corridor, holding the crying child in her arms, feeling embarrassed, and whispered, "Sir, it's the young master who refuses to drink my milk. Perhaps... it's because I don't eat as well as Miss Jiang, and my milk doesn't taste good, so the young master dislikes it."
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