I've been reborn, who still wants to be a cowardly little white flower?

The moment Jiang Wan saw the doctor, she knew that she was finished, completely finished. Her heart, which had been hanging in the balance, finally died.

Qin Yunzheng knew that he had been deceived by Jiang Wan, and that she had even framed his favorite concubine, causing her to be beaten to death. He blamed all the faults on Jiang Wan.

In addition, she now has no support and background, Qin Yunzheng can no longer bear it, rushed forward, raised his hand and slapped Jiang Wan. After a few slaps, Jiang Wan fell to the ground with blood at the corner of her mouth.

"You bitch, you actually dared to lie to me, fake pregnancy, and even pretend to have a miscarriage. You vicious woman, I am going to divorce you today." Qin Yunzheng pointed at Jiang Wan and shouted.

Jiang Wan didn't care about her face, she crawled to Qin Yunzheng's feet in a panic, hugged his legs, and cried, "Husband, husband, please don't, I didn't mean it, I didn't do it on purpose, I just care about you.

I did this foolish thing for your sake, can you please forgive me once? I won’t dare to do it again…”

Qin Yunzheng kicked Jiang Wan away, "Bah, it's all because of you, if you hadn't deliberately framed me, I would have married a lady from a famous family.

You are such a shameless thing, you made me be laughed at, it's all because of you, I feel sick when I look at you for even a second."

"Husband, husband, have you forgotten how much I have done for you? I drugged my own sister and framed her for you. I did all this to get you the incense recipe. I have no regrets. You can't be so ungrateful."

"I am ungrateful. If you weren't such a loser and failed every time, Jiang Yuan would have married me obediently long ago, and it wouldn't be your turn.

Jiang Yuan has now made tens of millions of dollars with the help of Yun's incense, and has even been promoted to an official position. He is so much better than you, you useless bastard. It's all your fault that you didn't do your job well, and you still have the nerve to mention that to me."

Jiang Wan stared at Qin Yunzheng with red eyes, and after a while she actually laughed, "Bah, you are the loser, what kind of palace is this? You are still putting on airs, you look gorgeous on the outside but are rotten inside, you even calculated her dowry when you married a woman, and you want to make money from her.

You, what qualifications do you have to criticize me? You are neither good at literature nor martial arts, you hang out in brothels all day, bringing back one woman after another, and you haven't given birth to a child.

You also said that I can't give birth to a child. I think it's you who can't give birth. You are a waste, a waste.

Look at Jiang Yuan now, you are not even worthy of carrying her shoes..."

Qin Yunzheng had never been scolded like this in his life, especially by a woman, a woman who had lost all her support.

In a rage, he completely lost his mind. While everyone was still in shock, he pulled out a long sword from a guard beside him and stabbed it into Jiang Wan's chest.

There were screams of many people in the courtyard, including those of the maids, the princess, and An Chen who had just walked in.

When he drew out the sword, Jiang Wan's blood splattered onto Qin Yunzheng's face. He suddenly came to his senses and looked at Jiang Wan lying on the ground, the bloody sword in his hand, and the blood on his body.

He threw away his sword, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground with weak legs.

An Chen was the first to react, and he quickly pushed the doctor, "Hurry, hurry and save him."

He Xiang screamed and rushed to Jiang Wan, trying to feel her breath with trembling hands, "Girl, girl, wake up, doctor, doctor..."

The doctor also came to his senses and hurried over to take the patient's pulse.

"Yes, there is still a pulse."

"Why don't you carry the person in for treatment?" An Chen spoke first on behalf of Prince Jin and the Princess. The maid hurriedly lifted Jiang Wan up and hurriedly entered the room with the doctor.

Prince Jin reacted and asked An Chen, "Why is Lord An here? I'm sorry for not hosting you well. Please have some tea in the front hall."

The princess also followed suit, "Quick, make some tea and take Lord An to the front hall to entertain him."

Seeing that An Chen did not move or agree, the King of Jin frowned and said, "Master An, today's family affairs have made you laugh at me."

An Chen frowned slightly and asked, "Family matter? Your Highness thinks this is a family matter?

The prince drew his sword and killed someone right in front of me. How could you kill a concubine so easily, since she is not a slave?"

Qin Yunzheng struggled to stand up, pointed in the direction of the house, and shouted at An Chen, "It's her, that bitch, she faked a pregnancy and killed the concubine in the mansion.

I am just cleaning up the house, so it is naturally a family matter."

An Chen looked at Qin Yunzheng, sneered, and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He bowed to King Jin and said, "I came here today because of the Jiang Mansion's affairs. I need to find the concubine to understand some things.

Since the concubine is seriously injured, she probably cannot provide any information.

As for whether it is a family matter or not, it is not for me to judge. Goodbye."

After saying that, he turned around and left with his men. The King of Jin opened his mouth to try to keep them, but the King ignored him completely.

Qin Yunzheng still didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did. She was just a powerless woman. If she died, she died. Who would care?

Seeing Anchen gone, he shouted, "Why treat her? Let her die."

King Jin raised his arm and slapped him, "Are you crazy enough?"

The princess did not stop him and hurried into the room, "Doctor, please save the person."

Prince Jin pointed at Qin Yunzheng's forehead, and the veins on his neck bulged. "I tell you, she must live, and you have to get her forgiveness, understand?"

Qin Yunzheng nodded blankly.

It has to be said that when it comes to matters of life and death, Prince Jin has a clear mind.

As expected, An Chen wrote down everything Qin Yunzheng had done word for word in a memorial and handed it to the emperor.

Jiang Wan's fake pregnancy was a family matter, and the aunt was beaten to death on the order of the princess. Moreover, concubines were sold as slaves, so they could not be beaten and killed at will. However, no one asked about it, and no one cared.

But it's different for a concubine. She has a brother who is the top scholar in the imperial examination and a sister who is an official. Although their relationship is not good, she cannot be killed at will.

Moreover, the emperor ordered the execution of Jiang Zhou and the exile of Jiang Hao, and did not implicate other people in the Jiang family. She was a legitimate daughter and was killed immediately after her father and brother were imprisoned. If this were to get out, all kinds of rumors would arise.

And it is not known whether An Chen did it on purpose, but after the morning court session, rumors began to spread on the streets. Everyone in Prince Jin's Mansion is now in danger, and the princess is burning incense and praying to Buddha, praying that Jiang Wan is safe.

Different from the tense atmosphere in Prince Jin's Mansion, Jiang Yuan was very busy and at the same time very idle.

Qu Ying, Qu Jin and others were selecting fabrics in a silk shop. Qu Ying touched a piece of white brocade and said, "Hey, sister, A Yuan, this piece of fabric is good and very soft. It's perfect for making clothes for little babies."

The silk shop owner also agreed, "Yes, the girl is right. A newborn baby is very delicate. We need to use this kind of soft material so that the baby can wear it comfortably."

Jiang Yuan and Qu Jin also touched it and thought it was good.

"Shuhe is still a few months away from giving birth. It will probably be spring soon. Should we buy it now?" Qu Jin asked.

The owner of the silk shop said, "Clothes for children must be prepared early, and they must be embroidered with patterns with good meanings. The best silk threads must be used for embroidery, but it takes time.

This piece of cloth can be used to make several sets of clothes of different sizes for the child. It is too late to prepare it now."

None of the three had given birth to children, and what the boss said made sense, so Qu Ying decided on it immediately.

"A Yuan, have you chosen?" Qu Jin asked Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan pointed to the pieces of fabric behind him and said, "The darker ones are mine. I want to make some slim-fitting clothes that are convenient for horseback riding training.

The purple one is for my aunt, and the light pink and light yellow ones are for Mumu and Linlin.

They don’t have winter clothing, and now they have to start making it.”

"Didn't you buy a lot of material a few days ago?"

Jiang Yuan scratched his head, "I think those colors are suitable for summer. In winter, I still need to wear milky colors to look good."