"On the fifth day of April, Mrs. Tong plans to hold a hundred-day banquet for little Yan Zhi at the Prince Qin's mansion to celebrate the first grandson of the Prince Qin."
Jiang Ying rolled his eyes, "Who cares!"
"Yingying, she deliberately made such a big fuss just to expose your disgraceful identity as a mistress.
"From what she said, she thought you were the illegitimate daughter of the Duke's Mansion, who was not presentable. She used the excuse that the Qinwang Mansion had few offspring and the eldest grandson was also precious to invite all relatives and friends to help her, praising the child while severely suppressing the biological mother. She also made the fact that Yan Zhuo had a concubine known to everyone. In the end, everyone else suffered losses, and she took all the benefits!"
Jiang Ying blinked. His grandmother's analysis was so clear. Logically speaking, it was impossible for Tong's conspiracy to succeed.
but……
"You promised, right?"
Lian took the cotton towel from Jiang Ying's hand, turned around and handed it to Yin Zhi, nodded, "Yes, grandma agreed."
Jiang Ying was puzzled, "Why?"
Lian snorted, "Haha, they want to ruin your reputation and make you look bad. Will Grandma let them succeed? It's just right. On the morning of the fifth day, we have the Hundred Days Banquet, and in the afternoon, Grandma has the Recognition Banquet. I'll see the truth come out then, and no one will underestimate us, Yingying!"
Jiang Ying felt warm in his heart and was speechless when he looked at Lian.
She didn't expect Lian to do this for her.
The latter did not stay at this sentimental point for too long. The emotions came and went quickly, and he couldn't help laughing in a moment.
"But Yingying, you don't know that not everything is as it seems to be with Princess Jiqin. When Grandmother left, all the servants in the palace were in tears. Grandmother asked about it out of curiosity, and it turned out that there was a thief in the family!"
"Haha, it's said that many of Tong's valuable ornaments were stolen. Tong's family locked themselves up and searched for several days. The maids and servants sold several of them, but they couldn't find any trace of the treasures."
“Serves you right!”
Jiang Ying's eyelids jumped, and he thought of the pile of things he had stolen from the space...
Before she could react, Lian burst into laughter, extremely happy. "And, more, grandma hadn't left in the afternoon yet, and Aunt Zhao beside Tong was in a panic, saying there were ghosts. The maids and servants were scared to death. They said that a lot of mosquitoes, cockroaches and earthworms suddenly appeared in Tong's room, so densely packed. It must be the wronged souls who came to take her life..."
"Tong made a big fool of herself. Her face looked like a palette of colors. She immediately shut herself up and refused to see anyone."
Otherwise she might not have come back so early.
Thinking of the chaotic scene in the Prince Qin's Mansion at the end, the old lady couldn't help but smile, feeling that she had finally vented her anger for her wronged sister Ying.
Although it wasn't her own fault, God is merciful. Such a disgusting person like Tong, including the confused Luo, will definitely not have a good ending.
Jiang Ying imagined the scene and burst out laughing.
She suddenly felt a little regretful. If she had known it would break out today, she should have gone to see it.
This incident lasted for two days and the whole capital was in an uproar.
Especially since Tong had previously made a big fuss about how good the feng shui that her courtyard master had predicted was, and how it could nourish people's essence and blood. Now that something like this has happened, everyone is laughing at her, and her reputation has become even worse.
If it's such good feng shui, why are there mosquitoes, rats, and ants? Could it be that, as Aunt Zhao said, the Consort's cruel methods harmed people, and that's why even the fate couldn't suppress it, causing such strange things to happen?
There was even a bold storyteller in the teahouse who exaggerated the incident and made it sound very serious and supernatural.
Later, King Qin stepped in and scolded and punished those storytellers and those who spread rumors. Only then did the heat of this supernatural event gradually die down.
At this time, there were only five days left until the fifth day of April.
During this period, Yan Zhuo was not allowed to enter Yuhui Cottage. He even put aside his pride and sent many gifts to the house, ranging from large furniture and ornaments to small flowers and food ingredients, but Lian rejected them all with a cold face.
He dared not say a single serious word, nor did he dare to force his way in.
This made Jiang Ying feel the joy of being protected by her family, but she also knew that this opportunity to save face might not last long.
Sure enough, Yan Zhuo climbed over her wall that night.
Late at night, when his three brothers were all asleep and his grandmother was helpless, Jiang Ying smelled the refreshing bamboo fragrance again. He opened his eyes and then closed them again.
Her son's hand gently patted her face. If Yan Zhuo had not climbed over the wall, she would have fallen asleep by her son.
"ginger……"
"Shh..."
Jiang Ying turned around and unhappily stopped Yan Zhuo from shouting. After venting her anger for so many days, to be honest, she was no longer in the mood to quarrel.
I thought, since I'm here anyway, it might be okay to have a good talk.
Jiang Ying didn't get up lazily until he coaxed his son to sleep.
Yan Zhuo immediately explained, "I just miss my child a little bit. The old lady won't let me in. Don't worry, I'll just take a look and leave."
I didn't see you looking at it on purpose?
What's going on with the cold eyes staring at me while sitting at the table?
Jiang Ying didn't bother to expose him. She lowered her head and slowly poured tea. "Yan Zhuo, even if I don't become your concubine, the child is still your child. I promise that no matter what day it is, he will never call anyone else dad. Is this okay with you?"
After he finished speaking, he raised his head with a calm look.
In fact, Jiang Ying figured it out. No matter whether "she" deflowered Yan Zhuo or Yan Zhuo made her give birth to a child, she was no longer a girl and had a child to take care of. She didn't have to think about getting married in the future. It was just right for her to focus on her career while raising the child.
So, what does it matter if the child calls him dad?
If the child grows up a little and Yan Zhuo is not as confused as he was in his previous life, Jiang Ying will not object even if he is willing to go to the Prince's Mansion to live with his father for a few days.
Just like a modern divorced couple, the child has the right to choose between his father and his mother.
I just don’t know if Yan Zhuo will agree.
Thinking of this, her eyes fell into Yan Zhuo's angry pupils, and Jiang Ying knew that she had been imagining things again. Subconsciously, she looked away with some disappointment, but unexpectedly, Yan Zhuo grabbed her wrist on the table and said, "Only five days left, you still don't want to marry me?"
Jiang Ying sneered, "Your Highness, what are you talking about? A wife is a marriage, and a concubine is a taking. What's the point of marrying or not marrying? If I follow your words, will you blame me for not knowing myself?"
"Jiang, you are angry and jealous!"
Jiang Ying laughed out loud, "Your Highness, you're worrying too much. I'm of humble origins and have never dared to expect too much. I've always been a transparent concubine. What right do I have to be jealous or angry?"
"Then why don't you understand? I sent so much betrothal gifts. Is that my share?"
Jiang Ying was stunned, then he remembered that he did...
I thought he didn't care about money.
Is that possible?
Seeing the confusion and astonishment on Jiang Ying's fair and tender face, he carefully considered each word and said, "I will marry you, give birth to our children, and take charge of the household affairs. Are you willing to do so?"
Jiang Ying was so shocked that all the hairs on his body stood up. No, did he take the wrong medicine?
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