The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

I wanted to kill them all, but thinking about the good deeds for the child, I could only change my words and say, "Beat them half to death and drive them out of the city. They are not allowed to enter the capital again in this life."

The people below responded and retreated.

It's ridiculous to say that Wei Shaoxuan actually realized He Yuxiang's previous position and feelings until this moment. Sure enough, it's different to have a soft spot. You can't be reckless and always subconsciously leave some room.

After dealing with this matter, Wei Shaoxuan returned to Zichen Palace.

As soon as he entered the inner hall, he saw Jiang Nanqiu holding his son and reading an embroidered book. The intimate and warm scene made him stop and watch quietly. The son has always been a child who loves to act coquettishly and cling to his parents. At this moment, he was in his mother's arms listening to her reading stories from the book. His little face showed concentration and satisfaction.

Jiang Nanqiu was halfway through his study when he noticed someone at the door. He looked up and saw that it was Wei Shaoxuan, and smiled. For some reason, this smile made Wei Shaoxuan lose consciousness for a short time.

He walked towards the two of them and held them in his arms. Jiang Nanqiu saw that he was worried and asked him softly what was wrong.

Wei Shaoxuan said, "You won't leave me and my son, right?"

Jiang Nanqiu was a little confused, "Where should I go after leaving you?"

Wei Shaoxuan thought for a moment and said, "For example, going to other husbands?"

Jiang Nanqiu looked at him with a silly expression, "What's wrong with you? Why would I go looking for someone like him? Besides, he's dead."

Besides, I am already someone else's wife and the mother of his children. How could I possibly be thinking about someone like that?

Wei Shaoxuan didn't say anything, but just hugged her and the child tighter.

Jiang Nanqiu noticed that he was in a bad mood and asked him what was wrong.

Wei Shaoxuan's eyes were heavy. "If you want to leave someday, think about your son. We have spent two lifetimes trying to keep this little flesh and blood. You can't be so cruel and abandon him. Even if you don't care about the older one, you have to take care of the younger one."

Jiang Nanqiu laughed, "You're getting more jealous every day. I just dreamed of a man, and I don't know who he is, but you're saying such jealous words. Don't worry, I'll take care of you, big or small."

Wei Shaoxuan hugged her waist tightly, buried his face in her neck, and hummed softly.

The Chinese Valentine's Day is here in the blink of an eye.

Wei Shaoxuan attached great importance to this festival. He seemed to want to make up for all his previous regrets and remorse, and every year he and Jiang Nanqiu were extremely affectionate and sweet.

For this day, he specially arranged the harem family banquet to be held at noon. After eating and drinking, he asked the concubines to leave so as not to delay him and Qiu'er from celebrating the festival.

In fact, he was not the only one who disliked this ceremony. The concubines also did not want to come to this banquet. It was not that they did not want to see the emperor, but they could not stand the gap.

Except for Concubine Gong who was able to say a few words to the Emperor, the eldest prince and the eldest princess got along well and had fun together. The other concubines and children could only smile awkwardly and watch the family of three having so much fun.

The emperor made no secret of his indifference towards them, as if they were nothing more than dispensable decorations and outsiders.

Lady Qu, watching the prince act like a spoiled child in the emperor's arms, he smiled dotingly and pinched his little face, her eyes were filled with mixed emotions. Her own son was staring at the emperor on the main throne holding his other brothers, his eyes were filled with longing and grievance. To be honest, Lady Qu's heart was broken.

Her son was so outstanding and obedient, and he studied very hard, so she praised him just to make her father look at her more. But the emperor didn't even say a word to him, not to mention praising him, for so many years.

The occasional exchanges were just unavoidable New Year's Eve formalities, devoid of affection and just to get the job done. It seemed that only the ones in Zichen Palace were his favorites, the ones in Dongyang Palace were his relatives, and the other children were just cats and dogs.

Apart from the usual rewards, he was never summoned privately, let alone allowed to enjoy family happiness.

Other concubines noticed that her expression was not right and quickly pulled her sleeves.

Concubine Qu came to her senses and quickly adjusted her expression.

After returning to the palace, the concubine started talking to her.

"Tingshu has brought in a lot of special fireworks this year. At night they are set off at the palace gates, and most of the capital can see the excitement. The emperor wants to have fun with the people, so that everyone can benefit from the queen's glory."

Concubine Qu sneered, "She has taken all the emperor's power, and others can't even get a little bit of it. They can only get a little bit of it."

The concubine said, "She is different from us. She is well-informed and knows how to keep a man in bed. The maids said privately that she couldn't rest all night. Fortunately, the emperor is in good health. If it were someone else, she would have been drained dry long ago."

Jiang Nanqiu's true identity was no longer a secret in the harem, but no one dared to spread it, and there was no way to spread it. The emperor took possession of a minister's wife and got her pregnant, which was nothing. Taiwei was the biggest fig leaf.

If the little prince and he didn't look like father and son, they would never tolerate him being the crown prince.

But to be honest, it's useless for them to bear it, and it can't change anything.

The two of them talked about sour things for a long time, but they didn't feel much happier. Instead, they both stared into the distance in a daze.

The concubine sighed and said, "It would be fine if I didn't have a prince, but you, my sister, gave birth to such a smart and clever son, and your family is also well-known. How can I be willing to accept this?"

Lady Qu lowered her head and said, "It's all fate. What can I do if I'm unwilling to accept it?"

The concubine said, "It's hard to predict fate. What's the point of being so prosperous now? Who knows how long she can last? Who knows if the child can even grow up!"

Lady Qu pursed her lips.

The beautiful fireworks lit up half of the sky in Beijing. Jiang Nanqiu looked at the beautiful starry sky happily. Wei Shaoxuan looked at her.

He suddenly thought to himself, it would be nice if time could stop at this moment forever. But then he found it funny. How could time stop?

Moreover, he and Qiu'er still have many days to spend together. They will go hand in hand, grow old together, and make a promise to be together in the next life, over and over again.

In the cold palace, Hu Yanyan looked at the empty yard and the fireworks in the sky.

Cui Mian Niang had been dead for more than a year. She was strangled to death by her.

The people who collected the bodies took several deep breaths, because Cui Mianniang had been tortured to the point where she barely looked like a human being anymore.