Jiang Shanshan's heart was beating like a little rabbit in her arms. She looked at Tang Chaoyan with a slightly red face and asked softly, "May I know your name, sir?"
Tang Chaoyan smiled slightly and replied modestly: "No need to mention your surname Tang, my father is Duke Tang. May I ask your name, young lady?" He pretended to be ignorant, but in fact he already knew her identity.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shanshan's eyes flashed with surprise, and she quickly replied, "So you are the son of Duke Tang. My apologies! My surname is Jiang, and my father is the Marquis of Jianing. I am deeply grateful for your help today. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I will definitely have my father visit you someday to personally thank you."
Tang Chaoyan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He thought this was a great opportunity. So he took advantage of the situation and started chatting with Jiang Shanshan. The two of them interacted back and forth, gradually becoming familiar with each other.
In the following days, Tang Chaoyan often found excuses to meet Jiang Shanshan and launched a fierce offensive against her. He used all the tricks he had used to deal with girls on Jiang Shanshan, using sweet words and attentiveness to gradually make Jiang Shanshan fall in love.
Eventually, thanks to Tang Chaoyan's tireless efforts, Jiang Shanshan completely succumbed to his charm. An inexplicable feeling developed between the two, and their relationship became increasingly ambiguous. Jiang Shanshan had long since forgotten about marrying the Third Prince.
It was a beautiful, sunny day, and Jiang Shanshan and Tang Chaoyan had arranged to meet at a teahouse. Jiang Shanshan, dressed meticulously in a pale pink silk dress, looked charming and adorable. When she entered the private room, Tang Chaoyan had been waiting for her. He immediately rushed over, hugged her tightly, and kissed her passionately.
After the two of them were affectionate for a while, Jiang Shanshan gently pushed Tang Chaoyan away. With a look of dissatisfaction on her face, she asked coquettishly, "Brother Chaoyan, when will you marry me? I really want to be with you openly. Go and ask my father for marriage."
Tang Chaoyan groaned inwardly after hearing Jiang Shanshan's words. He didn't really want to marry Jiang Shanshan at all, but he still tried his best to comfort her, saying gently, "Shanshan, don't be impatient. Can you give me some more time? I'm working really hard to get the throne as Crown Prince soon. By then, you'll be his consort. How glorious that would be! Don't you think that's a bad idea?"
Jiang Shanshan, after hearing Tang Chaoyan's explanation, felt a wavering feeling in her heart. She recalled her former fantasies about the Third Prince, but that was no longer possible. Marrying a Crown Prince seemed like a good option, too. After all, a Crown Prince held a prestigious position. After a moment's reflection, she finally nodded in agreement. "Okay, I'm willing to wait for you... but you must be quick," she said, with a shy smile.
As soon as Tang Chaoyan saw that his goal had been achieved, he began to implement the next plan. He continued to coax Jiang Shanshan: "Shanshan, now that things have progressed to this point, it will still be a bit difficult to seize the position of the prince. I may still need your help in some areas."
When Jiang Shanshan heard this, she immediately expressed her willingness to help and said with a solemn vow: "Brother Chaoyan, don't worry! As long as I can do it, I will do my best to help."
Tang Chaoyan was secretly pleased with himself, thinking that this woman was so foolish that she was so easily controlled by him. But on the surface, he pretended to look at Jiang Shanshan affectionately and said gently, "Shanshan, thank you for your support and trust in me all the time."
Then, Tang Chaoyan lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "Originally, the Crown Prince was infertile due to poisoning, but unexpectedly, your sister Jiang Meiyu became pregnant after marrying him. This is not good news for us! After all, the Crown Prince and my father are enemies in the court, and my father supports the Third Prince. If your sister gives birth to a child and inherits the throne in the future, we will be in trouble. So, can you find a way to make your sister have an abortion? That way, we can smoothly solve this problem. Moreover, if the Third Prince ascends the throne, you will surely be richly rewarded for your great contribution. Maybe even be granted the title of First-Rank Consort! Then, we will enjoy endless glory and wealth."
"But Brother Chaoyan, what can I do?" Jiang Shanshan asked happily but puzzled.
"You go to the Prince's Mansion and find a way to help Jiang Meiyu..." Tang Chaoyan quietly told Jiang Shanshan the plan.
Jiang Shanshan was so frightened when she heard this that she didn't know what to do. Her face turned pale as she said, "But...even though I hate Jiang Meiyu, I never thought of taking her life!"
Tang Chaoyan hurriedly comforted her, "Shanshan, don't worry, this won't cost her life, it will just make her lose the child. As long as the child is gone, Jiang Meiyu will be disliked by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and then our good days will come. Think about it, we can live together without worries in the future, and all this is thanks to you!" As he spoke, he held Jiang Shanshan's hand tightly.
Jiang Shanshan was still a little scared and uneasy after hearing what Tang Chaoyan said, but thinking about her and Tang Chaoyan's future, she gritted her teeth and agreed. "Okay, Brother Chaoyan, I'm willing to help you. But you must make sure Jiang Meiyu's life is not in danger."
Tang Chaoyan nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, how could I bear to let you bear such a serious crime? After this is over, we can be together openly."
Jiang Shanshan took a deep breath and nodded firmly: "Okay, then I'll go prepare it now." After that, she turned and left the room.
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the house through the windows, giving people a peaceful and warm feeling. Jiang Meiyu slowly opened her eyes, stretched, and then slowly stood up.
At this time, Ziyan came in with a note and said softly, "My lady, the lady has sent another note, saying that she wants to come and visit you."
Upon hearing this news, Jiang Meiyu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of disdain. She muttered to herself, "They're coming to see me again. What tricks are they planning to play? Fine, come on! It seems they haven't remembered the lesson from last time."
Jiang Meiyu stood up and walked to the window, looking out at the view. It was mid-autumn, and the weather was a little cooler, but still a bit stuffy. She gently stroked her swollen belly, feeling the movement of the babies.
Jiang Meiyu is now four months pregnant. Because she is carrying twins, her belly looks much larger than that of an average pregnant woman, just like the belly of someone who is five months pregnant. However, due to the lack of medical technology, no one except herself knew that she was actually carrying twins.
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