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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 · Geral
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1013 Chs

Chapter 37: That Beautiful Young Man

Translator: 549690339

The young girl looked very casual, quite different from the dignified and noble air of the beauty in the painting.

However, their facial features were indeed about eighty or ninety percent similar.

The man in the brocade robe threw the small portrait back to his subordinate and said indifferently: "Burn the painting."

The subordinate responded, stuffed the portrait into his chest, hesitated for a while, and whispered: "Master, although Miss Jiang Seventh resembles the second wife of the Jiang Family, she is, after all, disabled... Do you really want to choose her as the Main Consort? It seems too unfair for you."

The man said coldly: "What do you think is more important, the imperial throne or a woman?"

"Of course, the imperial throne is more important."

"As long as this woman can bring me a slight chance of inheriting the imperial throne, I don't care if she is just a cripple; even if she is bedridden and unable to move, I can carry her in the sedan chair."