"I advise the princess to stay in the room obediently, the prince said, if the princess insists on going out, tie the princess to the bed, and if the princess still makes trouble, stop the princess's mouth." One of the guards said.

Jiang Shaolan's face turned blue with anger when she heard this: "Feng Chongwu, you spoil your concubine and kill your wife, and sooner or later you will be punished!"

"The princess is cautious!" One of the guards looked around vigilantly, "The one who worships outside is also a concubine, not a concubine as you said."

"What did you say?" Jiang Shaolan's eyes widened, looking at the guards in shock, and then she shook her head and smiled, "Impossible, impossible......

"There is nothing impossible, the emperor decreed that he would marry him with a concubine ceremony, and when he gave birth to a prince, he would be crowned as the concubine of Yu Manrou, the daughter of the Duke of the Kingdom, and she would be on an equal footing with you." The guard continued to answer her last fantasy in her heart, "Princess, please go back to your room."

Jiang Shaolan seemed to have been struck by lightning, stunned in place, unable to speak for a long time.

After a few moments, she suddenly screamed and stumbled back into the house, reaching out to stroke her belly: "No...... Impossibly...... I won't ......."

That's impossible!

It's absolutely impossible!

"You lied to me, you must have lied to me! Tell me, I'm the concubine! The emperor in my belly is the eldest son." Jiang Shaolan cried and pounced on the two maids.

"Princess, we really don't dare to deceive you." Qiu'er said in a panic, "The daughter of the prince and Yu Guogong is indeed married by the emperor, and a worship ceremony is being held in the main hall."

"No, it's not. You guys are lying to me......" Jiang Shaolan grabbed her hair, "I endured the humiliation and worked hard to sit in this position, and in the end, she took the lead."

Seeing this, Qiu'er hurriedly grabbed her wrist and comforted, "Princess, don't worry, when you give birth to Lin'er, you will definitely be precious to your mother and son." You're still pregnant with a baby, so you can't be stimulated."

Jiang Shaolan slowly stopped struggling, and looked at a place with a dull gaze: "Yes, I can't be stimulated." As he spoke, he sat down on the table and muttered, "Yes, I only have this one child now, and I must not hurt my flesh and bones because of that ***."

After figuring it out, Jiang Shaolan took a deep breath and said, "You guys go down, I want to rest for a while."

"Yes, the slaves are waiting outside."

After the two maids withdrew, Jiang Shaolan calmed down and thought about how to solve the current situation.

Although she is a concubine, but this time the emperor forced Feng Chongwu to marry Yu Manrou to enter the door, which does not conform to the rules at all, if she is hard, I am afraid that she will not have the upper hand, and she can't compete with Yu Manrou.

After thinking about it, Jiang Shaolan felt a little thirsty, so she took two sips of the bird's nest sent by the side before.

Suddenly, she felt a cramping pain in her abdomen, clutching her stomach and moaning, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" The two maids hurriedly ran over to support her and asked nervously, "What's wrong with you, Princess?"

"Stomach ache...... It hurts to death......

Jiang Shaolan's face turned pale with pain.

"Oh no! Oh no!" Qiu'er suddenly exclaimed, seeing Jiang Shaolan's dress dyed red, and shouted, "Go and ask the imperial doctor, go and ...... quickly."

In the main hall, the guests were happy, and everyone praised the bride for her beauty and talent, and the congratulations continued.

In the cave room, Yu Manrou was dressed in gorgeous clothes, her appearance was beautiful and charming, and she snuggled in Feng Chongwu's arms shyly, and grinded with him: "Lord, today is the day of our marriage, are you happy?"

Feng Chongwu looked at her affectionately and nodded, "Of course I'm happy."

Today's Manrou has been specially dressed, and the whole person is beautiful and moving, delicate and lovely.

"The concubine is also very happy." Yu Manrou raised her hand and gently brushed Feng Chongwu's handsome and straight face, and said softly.

Feng Chongwu lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, and the two hugged sweetly.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the door: "Lord, princess, it's not good, the princess is bleeding!"

Hearing the report, Yu Manrou's expression changed: "Lord Wang, hurry up and take a look, what if there is a mistake?"

It's really unfortunate that she encountered this kind of bad thing on today's big day.

Yu Manrou muttered secretly, but a flash of joy flashed quickly across the corners of her eyes.

Feng Chongwu frowned: "What are you yelling about? The princess is here, don't say anything unlucky."

"Yes, yes, it's all slave nonsense." The maid hurriedly apologized, "Lord Wang, there was a sudden hemorrhage in the courtyard over there......

Feng Chongwu suddenly became anxious, but he looked at Yu Manrou beside him again, and still calmed down: "Then why don't you go and ask the imperial doctor, I can't cure me if I come here."

Yu Manrou frowned slightly, a little unhappy in her heart.

Today is the night of candles in their cave room, and this maid really has no eyesight!

Feng Chongwu saw that she was silent, thinking that she was unhappy, so he hugged her and coaxed, "Today is our big day, and I will go over to see her tomorrow."

Yu Manrou smiled after hearing this: "Lord Wang, my sister must also want Lord Wang to be by her side at this time, you better go over and have a look."

Feng Chongwu hesitated for a moment: "No, we got married today, and I still won't go to the room where I see blood, and the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold." Feng Chongwu scratched Yu Manrou's nose, and then said sharply to the maid kneeling on the ground, "If you have something to do, go and ask the imperial doctor, and I'll talk about it tomorrow after tonight.".

"Yes, the slaves know." The maids got up and were about to leave, when Feng Chongwu spoke again, "In the future, I will call the side concubine of the courtyard over there, and the Yu family is the concubine of my Martial Palace, can you understand?"

"Slaves obey!"

Feng Chongwu turned to hold Yu Manrou's hand and said gently, "Princess, you can relax, with me, I will never let you suffer."

"Hmm." Yu Manrou obediently approached his arms, her eyes flowing, revealing a somewhat smug smile, "Tomorrow I will go with the prince to see my sister."

"Okay." Feng Chongwu pinched her cheeks lovingly, "Then let's rest early, and when you see her tomorrow, I'll take you around the mansion."

Yu Manrou obediently responded, "Hmm."

Feng Chongwu looked at Yu Manrou's delicate appearance, and suddenly his heart became acute: "Princess, the beautiful scenery of the good day, why don't we do something else."

Yu Manrou's face flushed when she heard this, and she said coquettishly, "I hate it."

"Haha." Feng Chongwu laughed loudly.

The next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Yu Manrou woke up, and after dressing up, she was ready for breakfast.

At this time, Feng Chongwu on the bed woke up: "Rou'er, you woke up so early."

"Has the prince slept enough?" Yu Manrou walked over with concern, "I have already instructed the kitchen to boil porridge, do you want to get up and use some porridge?"

Feng Chongwu looked at Yu Manrou's delicate and graceful appearance, and only felt itchy and unbearable.