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Chapter 327 The Legal Wife in the Concubine's Story 8

"So the prince wants a child. This is not easy. If we take one from the clan, I think the people will be willing." Zhai Lingruo suddenly thought of something and said quickly, "No, no, you and I have been married for a short time. If we take a child from the clan, they will definitely notice something strange."

"Huaiqing, why don't we go to the orphanage in Beijing and pick out a newborn baby? A three-year-old child can already remember things, and a newborn baby is easier to train."

Jiang Huaiqing felt choked by her. He only wanted to raise his own child, so how could he allow those children from outside who were not related to him to enter the Marquis' Mansion.

"Huaiqing, if you are willing, a child of a few months old will not remember anything. Otherwise, I will go out of the mansion with you for a while, come back in ten months, and adopt a child and say that it is my own. I also know your physical condition. I cannot tell others. After a few years, others will always be suspicious. But this is different. It can stop the gossips and we are not worried about the lack of successors in the mansion."

Zhai Lingruo wanted to laugh even as she spoke about this. Jiang Huaiqing would probably be so angry that he would die if he adopted a child from outside who was not of the Marquis' bloodline and made him inherit the Marquis' Mansion.

Jiang Huaiqing's face darkened. Didn't he know whether he could do it or not? There was no need for an outsider to inherit the Marquis's Mansion.

To stop Youyou from saying that? Before he grows up, Lingruo should take the blame for not being able to have children. But judging from Lingruo's expression, it seems that it is all his fault.

Jiang Huaiqing suppressed the complicated thoughts in his mind and stopped talking about registering Jiang Niantan under Lingruo's name. If he insisted on adopting Jiang Niantan, he was afraid that Zhai Lingruo would get suspicious, so he could only say, "Let's talk about it later."

"Okay." Zhai Lingruo sighed softly.

Jiang Huaiqing's biological son became the son of a servant. He felt upset when he thought about how to explain to Li Xintang. He brought Nian Tan to the Marquis' Mansion. Li Xintang was unwilling to do so, and the relationship between the two, which had finally warmed up, cooled down in an instant.

Thinking of Li Xintang's red and swollen eyes and the heartless words when she looked at him, Jiang Huaiqing felt as if his heart was stabbed by a needle. If Xintang knew about this, she would hate him again.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he had to face Li Xintang eventually.

Outside the Marquis' Mansion, there was a slim woman wearing a white veil. Through the white gauze, one could faintly see her pale lips and slightly red eyes, as if she had been crying for a long time.

"Madam, let's go back quickly. This is not the place we should be." The little maid supported Li Xintang.

"What kind of wife am I? I'm just a poor concubine who has lost her son." Li Xintang said with sarcasm.

Jiang Huaiqing was so cruel that he separated mother and son.

As expected, she was not in his heart. Li Xintang laughed sarcastically. She was just the daughter of a criminal. It was a blessing for her to be able to get out of the Music Bureau. How could she dream of the high and mighty prince of the Marquis' Mansion?

After spending several years together, she thought Jiang Huaiqing at least had a place for her in his heart, so he never took a concubine or married, and she was the only one by his side. But in the end, he still married the daughter of a noble family.

When Zhai Lingruo was leaving the house and getting on the carriage, she inadvertently saw Li Xintang wearing a veiled hat. She curled her lips, called Cui'er, and whispered something in her ear.

Soon, servants from the Marquisate were discussing gossip outside, "Hey, hey, hey, have you heard? The Marquisate brought back a three-year-old child a few days ago, and the old lady likes him very much."

Hearing about a three-year-old child, Li Xintang tightly clutched the veil on her head. Her Tan'er, who was still so young, was no longer by her side.

He would call Jiang Huaiqing's wife "mother", and their family of three would be happy, but what about her?

She was just Jiang Huaiqing's mistress. Li Xintang lowered his eyelids, and he seemed to hear what Jiang Huaiqing had said to him a few days ago: "Xintang, Nian Tan's presence in the Marquis' Mansion will be beneficial to his future."

Li Xintang just wanted to laugh. Her son was only three years old. There was no need to think so much now. Jiang Huaiqing was clearly making excuses to fool her.

"Yes, he is still remembered as the grandson of the old lady's trusted nanny."

What? Wasn't she registered as the Crown Prince's wife? How did she become a nanny?

Li Xintang felt a chill spreading from her lower body to her limbs. She was so cold that it hurt. She felt like she couldn't stand steadily. It was as if her backbone had lost its support and was about to fall apart.

Hatred grew from this. Since Jiang Huaiqing didn't like Nian Tan, why did he bring his son into the Marquis' Mansion to humiliate him?

"Madam, Madam~" The little maid beside Li Xintang hurriedly helped her up, supported her to sit in the carriage, and left the Marquis' Mansion.

Zhai Lingruo had already left when the group was gossiping, not caring that those words would make Jiang Huaiqing receive the cold shoulder from Li Xintang.

In the carriage, she touched the invitation to the flower-viewing banquet given to her by the princess. The venue was at Mount Qixia in the capital. It was already April, but the peach blossoms in the mountains were just beginning to bloom.

The princess invited all the noble ladies in the capital to go to Mount Qixia to admire the peach blossoms.

Peach trees can be seen along the road leading up to Mount Qixia. The higher you go, the stronger the fragrance of the peach blossoms becomes. The whole mountain seems to be shrouded in a sea of ​​pink flowers, covered in a halo.

After exchanging pleasantries with the group of noble ladies, Zhai Lingruo went to pay her respects to the princess, then found an excuse to leave. Her purpose this time was not to meet those noble ladies in the capital at the flower-viewing banquet, but to return the jade pendant to Yan Heng, the commander of the Dragon Guard Division.

It is better to sell it to him in advance, so that when you ask him to do something later, it won’t seem too utilitarian.

She took out a jade pendant from her waist and held it in her palm.

The Qixia Temple was exceptionally quiet. It used to be bustling with pilgrims, but today there were only a few pilgrims coming and going. It might be because the Qixia Temple was under maintenance, or it might be because the Princess of Qixia Mountain hosted a banquet and some pilgrims were being controlled, not being allowed to go up the mountain and disturb the noble.

The reason why Zhai Lingruo knew that Yan Heng would be here was because Yan Heng had captured a group of remnants of the previous dynasty in Qixia Temple. They used Qixia Temple as their stronghold, and a group of monks related to it were also dealt with. Others thought that Qixia Temple was under renovation and would not receive so many pilgrims for the time being, but they did not expect that the abbot and the novice monks had been replaced.

There had been some disturbances in the capital a few days ago, and she guessed that it might be because of this. Now, Qixia Temple is still under control, but the princess can already hold a banquet and invite these noble ladies in the capital, so it seems that it has reached the final stage.

Zhai Lingruo walked in the temple. She took a stick of incense, knelt in front of the Buddha, and inserted the incense into the incense burner with a carved Qilin pattern.

After doing all this, she walked in the temple casually. When she saw a monk, she walked up to him and interrupted his sweeping.

"I want to see your commander." She took out the jade pendant and said, "Give this to Lord Yan."

The monk was slightly stunned. When he saw that there was a woman in front of him, and that she could actually recognize his identity, he thought that she was not an ordinary person. He was afraid of delaying important matters, so he took it immediately.

After a while, someone took Zhai Lingruo to a main hall.

There were only two of them in the room. Zhai Lingruo looked at the man in a daze.

Yan Heng's dark pupils suppressed his anger and asked coldly: "Why did you become someone else's wife?"