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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 · 综合
分數不夠
1013 Chs

Chapter 411: You had a deep relationship in the past.

After sorting out, she picked up the pen and continued writing.

Li Hongyuan stood next to her, observing her write —

"Thank you for your concern. My leg has improved a lot. In a month or two, it should fully recover. By then, riding a horse to visit you might not be a difficult task..."

Li Hongyuan took the brush from her hand abruptly.

Jiang Ning looked up at him: "My hand is dirty."

When he took away the brush, the ink on the tip stained her fingers.

Li Hongyuan put down the brush, held her fingers, and meticulously wiped them clean with his handkerchief, suggesting casually, "Stop writing."

"It's just a reply," Jiang Ning sat unmoved and did not pull her hand away, letting him clean it.

"This Prince doesn't like it."

"You're overthinking," Jiang Ning decided not to get upset with him, because it wasn't beneficial for her.

Her tone softened accordingly.