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Synopsis: Voluptuous Naive Beauty x Aloof Feudal Patriarch

Jing Yao was naturally born charming and voluptuous. Upon reaching adulthood, her stepmother, to secure a future for her younger brother, turned around and sent her to be a concubine to the brother-in-law of her 'white moonlight' cousin.

She was honest and timid by nature. After entering the household, her voluptuous figure made her uniquely favored, but this unexpectedly drew the jealousy of the main wife. Torment and oppression became common. What troubled her most was that the mistress often complained and reported her to her cousin.

Her cousin, He Anting, was the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, known for his upright and just character, pure as jade. He always disdained women who swayed their slender waists and cast flirtatious glances, women who appeared to stir up trouble in the household.

Coincidentally, Jing Yao possessed exactly such a face.

He Anting utterly loathed her. Using the excuse of reprimanding his brother-in-law, he warned her: "Seducing the master to favor a concubine over his wife is an act that ruins a family's reputation. You had best know your place and behave yourself."

Under the disdainful gazes of everyone, she felt utterly mortified and shed tears of injustice. Could she be blamed for simply being born this way?

From then on, she wished she could stay far away from her cousin, to avoid further dislike.

Until one day, she was taken by the Shizi to a spring hunt. Unluckily, she entered the wrong room and, by chance, encountered her cousin who had been drugged. His hot breath suddenly sprayed against her ear...

After a night of madness, fortunately, He Anting didn't know who she was. Knowing his aversion towards her, she discreetly left, hiding far away, pretending that nothing had happened that night.

Yet, He Anting was determined to scour the earth to find the woman from that night.

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On the day of the family banquet, Lingyun Earl's Estate was filled with joy, for Jing Yao was pregnant.

However, her smile was forced, and she nervously clutched her belly, looking pale and guilty.

Her cousin, who had always treated her with cold disdain, now gazed at her intently, even carefully adding a soft cushion for her.

As night fell, whispers and sounds of struggle emanated from the rockery in the Earl's estate.

He Anting's tall figure exuded an oppressive aura. Jing Yao, looking around in a panic, wary of his approach, exclaimed: "Don't talk nonsense! This child has nothing to do with you!"

He Anting, however, pressed closer step by step. He, who was usually the epitome of restraint, now spoke ambiguously and presumptuously: "It doesn't matter if there's no relation. I'd certainly be a better father than the Shizi. Yao Yao, why don't you consider me?"