The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

The sound of "Ying'er" made Meng Niaoniao bite her lip awkwardly. The surroundings were eerily quiet, as if you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath, their eyes fixed on the curtain, curious or jealous about what kind of person would walk out from behind.

She could actually charm Prince Yan, who is not interested in women, to this extent!

Then, something even more shocking happened in full view of the public:

That is, when Prince Yan stretched out his hand to receive the person, his hand was hit back.

A slender lady in a crimson dress got down from the carriage gracefully. Her facial features were bright and charming, and she was extremely beautiful.

For a moment, it seemed as if the heaven and earth had lost their color. Even Meng Niaoniao, who was dressed extremely seductively, seemed to be a foil to her.

The eyes of some people present flashed, and they seemed to understand a little bit, why Yan Zhuo could do so much for a mistress?

It is really pleasing to the eyes and a feast for the eyes.

I am happy to have such a concubine.

"Hmph!" Meng Niaoniao was unwilling to be outdone and snorted coldly to express her dissatisfaction.

Jiang Ying turned a blind eye and just held out her hand for her son. "Your Highness, if you can't hold the child anymore, you can give the child to me. With me as his mother, other people should not try to take the child. It would be foolish."

With just one sentence, Meng Niaoniao's face turned pale.

How dare she want to be the stepmother right away? Does she think her biological mother is dead?

The last time I saw her at the gate of Prince Qin’s Mansion, I thought she was brainless. When I saw her again today, her brain capacity seemed to be even smaller!

[That’s right, my mother scolded me well, and she scolded me brilliantly! How dare you think of taking advantage of me. ]

[Slightly, slightly, slightly...]

Little Yan Zhi bared his teeth and spit at Meng Niaoniao, but the distance was too far and the spit didn't hit Meng Niaoniao, but instead a lot of saliva foam sprayed on Yan Zhuo's hand.

Yan Zhuo, "..."

He hugged his youngest son tightly with his left hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his right hand and directly took Jiang Ying's left hand stretched in the air, and pulled Jiang Ying around Meng Niaoniao and walked forward.

Jiang Ying struggled subconsciously, and Yan Zhuo leaned close to her ear and said, "Accompany me to act out a play, and I will grant you a wish."

As he said this, he took her hand and interlocked their fingers.

Jiang Ying was slightly speechless, but if it was just a wish... she grinned and bared her teeth, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Your Highness is generous, can you make any wish?"

As if he had already anticipated what she would say, Yan Zhuo looked straight ahead and walked slowly towards the gate of the Qinwang Mansion with Jiang Ying. His voice was low but contained an irresistible force, "You cannot cancel the engagement, and you cannot divorce."

Jiang Ying rolled her eyes, knowing that the Dog Prince was very shrewd and would not give her such an obvious loophole.

Before reaching the door, a group of people came out of the mansion.

It’s Yan Zhuo’s good stepmother!

With a bunch of servants in tow, he smiled before he spoke, "When I heard it was so lively outside, I thought it must be Zhuo'er who came back. Today is the big day for the prince and little Yanzhi, and it's just the right time. Go in quickly. Your father and his colleagues have been waiting for a long time, and they can't wait to see your eldest son."

The three words "illegitimate eldest son" were taken particularly seriously by Tong.

His gaze immediately fell on Jiang Ying's face. The smile was still the same, but it gave people a sense of coldness that did not reach his eyes.

Jiang Ying also noticed that Tong looked haggard and tired under her gorgeous attire.

Even with thick powder applied, the blue circles under the eyes were still visible.

It shows that I haven’t had a good rest these days!

Tong gritted her teeth while laughing. Of course she was not feeling well. Not only did she lose something, but she was also frightened by the snakes, insects, rats and ants all over the yard. She couldn't sleep at all.

Even if I finally fall asleep, I will wake up from a nightmare.

Originally, Tong didn't think that this matter had anything to do with Jiang Ying. After all, the incident happened a long time after she arrived at the door. But at this moment, seeing Jiang Ying's half-smile, she had a hunch that it must be related to this bitch!

"Jiang, you're here too." Tong said with a look of contempt.

Just as Jiang Ying was about to answer, Yan Zhuo had already taken a step ahead of her and took her hand as if to swear his sovereignty, "It was the king who wanted her to come, so please don't make things difficult for her, mother!"

How come he didn't know that Tong disliked Jiang Ying?

Tong has been used to being a noble lady for many years. Not only has she forgotten her own birthplace, but she also suppresses people who were like her in the past.

This alone made it impossible for her to like Jiang Ying, not to mention the fact that Jiang Ying snatched the eldest grandson from her husband. This made Tong, who was devoted to Yan Shan and wanted him to inherit the palace, feel like there was a thorn in her eye.

The clearer Yan Zhuo understood, the less he wanted to give Tong face, and he continued to pull Jiang Ying over the threshold and into the palace.

Tong was completely ignored and almost felt ashamed.

But when she saw so many guests today, including important officials of the court and ladies of aristocratic families, she twisted her handkerchief in her sleeve, looked up again, and her smile was as warm as spring breeze.

"Why are you all still standing? Come in quickly. Today is called the Hundred Days Banquet, but actually we haven't been out and about much on weekdays, so the King Qin asked me to invite you all to come and have some fun."

Tong tried her best to appear generous and approachable.

One of her purposes was to watch the joke at the Hundred Days Banquet. Her second purpose was to take this opportunity to find a good wife for her son Yanshan.

Waves of guests filed in, all of them were prominent figures in the capital, accompanied by their legitimate sons and daughters. They were so dazzling and colorful that it was impossible to tell who was who.

However, Tong already had alternative candidates. The ones she had her eyes on were two of the four great talented women in the capital, Su Yilan, the only daughter of the Supreme Court Minister, and Mu Wanbai, the granddaughter of a cabinet elder.

Su Yilan is the niece of the Empress Dowager, and Mu Wanbai's maternal grandfather is a jade merchant in Jiangnan. She is a powerful lady in the capital, and a well-rounded player with both literary and financial power.

Once entering the inner courtyard, men and women must be separated.

Jiang Ying was in a dilemma as to whether to take care of the baby herself or leave him to Yan Zhuo.

Moreover, the number of people looking at her did not decrease after she entered the mansion. Instead, the number of people looking at her increased. Jiang Ying was not sure whether she could take good care of the child.

Yan Zhuo stood in front of her, his tall body like a wall, blocking the sunlight and most of the malicious inquiries.

"Let me take the child away. It will only take half an hour. When the banquet begins, sit across from you and I will return it to you." The main thing is, doesn't his father want to see it?

Then bring him there so he can have a good look! You can also introduce your son to those old sly guys in the Golden Throne Hall so they can recognize his face.

Yan Zhuo hadn't realized yet that he had been paving the way for his son without realizing it!

As the two were talking, Jiang Ying noticed a rather peculiar gaze.

She drank so much spiritual spring water, and from time to time she also used spiritual medicine to cook medicinal food to change her physical condition, so naturally her hearing and eyesight were sharp, and her five senses were better than those of ordinary people.

Following this line of sight, Jiang Ying discovered a young girl standing in the pavilion. She was wearing a Hanyanlongcui dress, and her appearance was as elegant as a chrysanthemum. Even her appearance was pure and simple, like a beauty who walked out of a painting.

But her gaze was slightly aggressive.

Jiang Ying thought, could it be that she is another fan girl of Yan Zhuo?

Just as she was thinking about it, her son Xiao Yanzhi explained to her, "Mother, don't look at it. That's Su Yilan, another rotten peach blossom of the scumbag father. In her previous life, she wanted to marry the scumbag father, but she couldn't beat Jiang Yilin, so she ended up marrying badly. Her husband often abused her, but she could only wipe her tears secretly and dared not tell anyone."

Domestic violence? Jiang Ying looked at her delicate appearance like a flower bud and thought she was quite pitiful.

However, at this moment, little Yan Zhi suddenly saw Tong holding Mu Wanbai's hand and walking into the inner courtyard. He was shocked. [Mother, look, that's Mu Wanbai, the sweetheart of my silly second uncle! Tong is planning to let Yan Shan marry her! ]

Jiang Ying was not too excited when she heard this, because she had heard her son say before that Mu Wanbai seemed to have fallen in love with Jiang Yuanchen.

Otherwise, how could it be possible that Madam Mu disagreed and tried to give Jiang Yuanchen a fake product, but she didn't react?

In the end, her half-sister Mu Zijin, who was married off for her, died at home. Don’t tell her that Mu Wanbai was just too naive to notice such a big change!

In a blink of an eye, Tong actually took Mu Wanbai's hand and walked in front of Jiang Ying. She had a smile on her face, but her words were sarcastic and thought-provoking. "What this princess likes most is people like Miss Mu who are talented and respectful of rules, unlike some people from small families who have no other strengths except good looks."

Jiang Ying looked at them with a smile, "Princess, are you talking about me?"

Tong curled her lips, "I dare not. Didn't you give birth to the prince's eldest son? You are a meritorious official who has helped him expand his family. I can't say anything, lest the prince gets angry again."

"Excuse me, Princess, is the prince your child?" Jiang Ying asked indifferently, imitating her.

Tong didn't dare to say anything nonsense, so she could only say in a deep voice, "Of course."

"In that case, if the princess's son has bad taste, perhaps the blame should not be on me, a country girl with 'only beauty', but on the princess' poor teaching, right?"

"You——" Tong was very angry.

Jiang Ying was proud. This was probably what they called shooting oneself in the foot.

Tong took a moment to react, her face turning pale, "I am the successor, and everyone in the capital knows this, so the title of Prince may not necessarily follow me."

"Oh, really?" Jiang Ying seemed to have just found out, raising his eyebrows and looking at Yan Zhuo, "Your Highness, it turns out that you are not the princess's son! No wonder... I heard that the princess has another son, who seems to be even more unrestrained and unruly. Not to mention taking a concubine outside, he is simply, well... good at everything. Seeing that the princess treats Miss Mu so intimately today, I'm afraid it's not just out of the elder's love for the younger, there may be other deeper meanings! What do you think?"