She turned pale and quietly touched her flat belly.

She didn't know she was pregnant, she was pushed down by Shen Junmao in Yunxiang Building that day, and she didn't know she was pregnant until blood flowed out from under her body.

Not only did the fetus not be saved, but the doctor even said that she might not be able to get pregnant again in her life.

How can a woman who can't get pregnant be corrected?!

Now that Princess Jinning introduced her sister to Shen Junmao, it is just the beginning, and in the future, more people will come to discuss their relatives.

She secretly clenched the embroidered handkerchief, and at this moment, she hated Shen Junmao's ruthlessness.

Waiting for Shen Junmao and Zhang Min to leave, Wen Qianmu raised his hand and motioned for the maids waiting in the pavilion to retreat.

There were only two people left in the pavilion, she was holding the tea cup in front of her, her eyes were full of forbearance: "The prince wants to sow discord, why use Wen Ya and his concubines as rafts?" ”

The summer breeze in the afternoon was scorching, Chu Suiyu shook the folding fan, stared at Wen Qian, and a little smile appeared on her delicate and jade-like face: "The princess marries this king, it must be a little useful, isn't it?" ”

Wen admire's hand tightened, and before she could speak, Chu Suiyu had already gotten up and left, and her voice was unusually cold: "This king has returned to the hall." ”

She looked at Chu Suiyu's back, although her face was expressionless, her hands in her sleeves were clenched very tightly.

The breeze lifted her skirt and big sleeves, and she sat upright, the noble beauty of the princess, and the dignified and reserved of the noble lady of the family, all perfectly combined.

But the calm eyes and the delicate corners of the lips do not have the happiness that a woman should have.

Shen Miaoyan hid behind the big tree and stared at it for a long time, and a sour pain spread from the bottom of her heart.

Wen Qianmu is a good woman, she will help her out, and she treats her subordinates very leniently.

She has helped many people, but now, no one can help her.

Shen Miaoyan thought about it, and was about to walk over to comfort him, when someone suddenly grabbed his collar from behind.

She was startled and subconsciously wanted to scream, but the man covered her mouth: "Don't make a sound! ”

It is the voice of a flower fox.

She looked back, Hua Rongzhan let go of her hand very nervously, and lowered her voice: "What are you going to do with her?" Don't talk to her. ”

Shen Miaoyan glanced at Wen Admiration, and said curiously: "You have a dislike for her, but I don't, Sister Princess has helped me!" ”

"Anyway, it's not allowed!" Hua Rong hugged his chest unhappily, and his beautiful face was full of anger.

He loves beauty, and on this hot day, his long black hair is only half tied up with a crown of red jade and gold, and the remaining half is draped under his waist, which is as smooth as silk because of good maintenance.

He was dressed in a fiery red heavy gauze brocade robe, layered on top of each other, and when the wind blew, he danced like a flame, looking good or not, but he didn't know if it was hot or not.

Shen Miaoyan thought about it, and pulled his big sleeve embroidered with fire lotus: "Huh, Xiaohua, do you love the princess's sister very much?" ”

Hua Rongzhan glared at her: "Who is Xiaohua called?!" ”

Shen Miaoyan smashed his mouth and didn't answer.

Hua Rongzhan turned around awkwardly, "Let's go!" ”

Shen Miaoyan followed and left, but he couldn't help it, and looked back at Wen Admiration.

After walking far away, she spoke again: "Flower fox, do you love the princess sister very much?" ”

On the tree-lined path, Hua Rongzhan's steps stopped.

After a long time, he turned around and gritted his teeth and grabbed her face, "Children's families, just study hard, what do you do with these things!" ”

As he spoke, he walked away quickly with a stinky face.

Shen Miaoyan rubbed his blushed face, watched him float away like a red lotus, and couldn't help but shake his head.

She walked to the garden alone, and the lotus fragrance pavilion was built on the lake in the distance, and a stage was set up opposite, and the ladies and ladies sat together, knocking melon seeds to watch the play.

When she saw Zhang Min standing by the lake, crying sadly, she sat cross-legged under the willow tree by the lake, took out a handful of pistachios from her sleeve pocket that she had hidden during the lunch meal, peeled them off one by one, and put the pale green flesh on a small handkerchief.

Zhang Min heard the voice behind him, turned around and saw that it was her, quickly wiped his tears, wiped away his weakness, and said sharply: "Shen Miaoyan, what are you doing here?!" ”

Shen Miaoyan didn't raise her head, and calmly continued to peel pistachios: "Zhang Min, do you regret marrying my brother-in-law?" ”

Zhang Min was stunned, thinking that she was here to sneer, but she didn't think about it, she asked this.

"My brother-in-law is quite handsome, and he still has ink in his stomach, but it's a pity that his character is too poor." As she spoke, she paused in the action of peeling the husk, "This marriage, no matter whether you are poor or rich, you must marry someone with good character, so that he will know how to cherish you." ”

Zhang Min stared at her blankly, she sat there cross-legged, looking petite and exquisite, clearly a child, but what she said was the truth that she had experienced the pain of losing her child twice before she realized it.

"Zhang Min, if you are safe and divided, maybe this concubine can still sit firmly. If you are restless, I am afraid that the future Young Lady Shen will not be able to tolerate your ......"

The immature voice permeated the air, but to Zhang Min, it was like a landslide.

After being silent for a long time, she didn't get angry at Shen Miaoyan, but just walked away slowly with her eyes demented.

When he was in the boudoir, he also fantasized that his future husband was a noble status above ten thousand people under one person, and he also imagined that he could spoil her, love her, and pity her.

I also fantasized that she could be like her mother, being a first-class lady, and when she attended banquets, she could always be envied and sought after by other female relatives.

But now, she is just a concubine.

It's just a concubine of a cold and incompetent person.

God gave her a good birth, but never gave her a good fate.

Or was she supposed to have a good home, but she was ruined by herself?

She stared ahead in a daze, touched her flat belly, and suddenly let out a weird laugh.

Shen Miaoyan lowered her head and peeled the pistachios, deaf to the laughter.

Seeing that it was evening, the lights of Wenfu were on, and the flower hall was staggered.

After Jun Tianlan took his seat, he didn't see Shen Miaoyan coming.

He looked around, Hua Rongzhan poured a glass of wine, and his tone was full of indifference: "That little girl in your family is very smart and clever, so you really don't have to worry about her." Speaking of which, how are you brothers and sisters getting along? ”

Jun Tianlan stared at him expressionlessly, he hurriedly moved to the side, avoiding the terrifying chill, and whispered: "It's not that I let you recognize your brother and sister, it's not Gu Qinyuan and Sister-in-law's idea, but I approve of you being together!" ”

Jun Tianlan retracted his gaze, took a sip of wine, and said nothing.

In the Wen Mansion, Shen Junmao was sitting at the table, and the two beautiful concubines who had brought back from Nancheng stood in front of him very happily.

Shen Junmao drank tea unhurriedly, and his face was not very good.

Even if you love these two concubines again, they are just two concubines from ordinary backgrounds, so what is the reason for looking for him in the old mansion like this?

These days, his reputation in the capital was already very bad, and when the two men came and called him away from the banquet, the distinguished guests looked at him strangely, as if he was obsessed with women.

The two concubines glanced at each other, and one of them said coquettishly: "There is a reason why the concubine came out of the Imperial History Mansion and went to the Wen Mansion to find her son regardless of the rules. ”

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