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Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Jiang Ning limped out of her quarters one day and entered the Jiang family's second courtyard, just as the Emperor was selecting a concubine for Prince Yu.  Noble ladies from high-ranking families put in their best efforts to participate in the selection, but the flower fell on Jiang Ning, who was merely there to watch the spectacle.  Jiang Ning was confused. She dared not let Prince Yu be a scapegoat, so she tried every possible way to tell everyone she was pregnant. However, no one believed her.  When she vomited after eating, they laughed at her for feigning illness. When she felt tired, they laughed at her for pretending to be delicate. When her belly grew larger, they laughed at her for overeating.  When Jiang Ning wanted a doctor's confirmation, all eighteen doctors she consulted had the same opinion: "You're just eating too much!" The fifth prince, Prince Yu, was a dashing and handsome young man. He exuded an air of sophistication and regal beauty. This was how the common people of Chang'an City typically described him.  But the real Prince Yu was cold and ruthless, using women without any emotional attachment.  He knew that the second madam of the Jiang family was the Emperor's secret love, and he also knew that the daughter recently brought back by the Jiang family looked exactly like the second madam in her youth.  So, even though the girl had a limp, he still tossed the embroidered flower in his hand into her lap. After their marriage, he knew she was just a pawn. But for the sake of the throne, he had to pretend to cherish her even though he detested her, until...

Gongsun Xiaoyue · Allgemein
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Chapter 172: The Opportunity to Fly onto the Branch and Become a Phoenix

Translator: 549690339

Concubine Xian went back and cried, resenting the Emperor's cold-heartedness. But thinking of her son imprisoned in the dungeon, as a mother, she could not just watch and do nothing.

She sat in front of the mirror, looking at her own face.

In her forties, she was no longer young, with wrinkles already appearing at the corners of her eyes.

In the past two years, she had hardly spent the night with the Emperor.

To seduce the Emperor to come here with her beauty was no longer possible.

She sighed faintly.

The palace maid, attending to her, whispered, "Why does Your Highness sigh?"

"Women age too easily," Concubine Xian felt frustrated, "I just wonder why Concubine Jin is still so beautiful? She is only a few years younger than me, but look at her, with her jet-black hair, and bright face. Where does she look like she's in her forties? It's no surprise that His Majesty still favors her the most."

"But she doesn't serve the Emperor at night either."