latelenovela Chapter 112 Birth
Chapter 112 Birth
Lan'er felt relieved a little.
She folded her arms and suddenly appeared in front of the two young palace maids. "What are you two talking about?"
Miaolin, the little palace maid holding the script, was so frightened by Lan'er's sudden words that she dropped the script in her hand for a moment.
She didn't even bother to pick it up, and immediately knelt down, trembling, and said, "Sister Lan'er, Sister Lan'er, spare me, we are talking about this play."
Miaolin was afraid that Lan'er would say that she was talking bad about Jiang Wanwan behind her back, so she sent her to the Ministry of Punishment.
"What play script?" Lan'er stretched out her hand with her palm facing upwards.
Miaolin hurriedly picked up the script and put it in Lan'er's palm.
Lan'er was flipping through the play script and was fascinated by it.
Miaolin then took her little friend, bowed perfunctorily to Lan'er, and ran away secretly.
She returned to her inconspicuous corner and finished reading the book in one breath.
After reading it, Lan'er's eyes widened. "Although this book is a little exaggerated, a lot of the content is correct, right?!"
If she hadn't been with Jiang Wanwan for so long, she would have believed what was written in the script.
The content in the book, including the secret meeting with Zhao Zheyong, was true, but the rest was somewhat forced upon Jiang Wanwan.
For example, the person who was hanging out with the servant in the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion was Princess Zhao Ya, not Jiang Wanwan.
Lan Er was quite helpless, holding the script in her hand, "It's nothing, it's just made up..."
Seeing that it was getting late, she thought that it would be a good idea to take this notebook back to Jiang Wanwan to report to her. Otherwise, if she didn't find out anything, Jiang Wanwan would probably scold her again.
Lan'er touched her face and suddenly thought of the kick Jiang Wanwan gave her. She felt a little pain on her face. "A girl's appearance is more important than anything else. Your face is precious, but isn't mine precious? I can't stand looking at your face covered in wounds. Who can stand looking at it? You want to destroy my face? Dream on! I won't let you succeed!"
She spat on the ground.
When Shaoyao saw Lan'er getting the play script, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly and she turned around and went back to her own room.
Jiang Wanwan was still sitting in front of the mirror, in a trance, not knowing what she was thinking about.
Lan Er walked over to Jiang Wan Wan and tentatively called out, "Madam?"
Jiang Wanwan finally came back to her senses and rolled her eyes at Lan'er, "What are you doing?"
Lan Er also gave Jiang Wan Wan a cold look in her heart and handed over the script very reluctantly.
Jiang Wanwan flipped through a few pages casually and asked casually, "What is this?"
Lan Er couldn't say that this was your romantic affair, so she simply said, "Recently, everyone in the palace has been reading this, and I asked for a copy from a nearby maid. If your Majesty doesn't want to read it, I'll put it away."
When Jiang Wanwan saw the words in the book, she immediately picked it up and flipped through a few pages.
After a while, she felt the book in her hand was very hot, so she threw it away in a hurry, then hugged herself, "Impossible... How could he know?... He wouldn't know..."
Jiang Wanwan was trembling slightly.
Lan'er noticed that something was wrong with Jiang Wanwan and thought, "Except for the secret meeting between Jiang Wanwan and the Third Prince, everything else in this book is false. Why did Jiang Wanwan react like this? According to the usual circumstances, Jiang Wanwan should be furious, right?"
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty? I'd better throw the script away." Lan'er pretended to put the script away.
Jiang Wanwan quickly slapped her hand on the script, arguing with Lan'er and refusing to let go. "You said, everyone in the palace is watching this?"
"Yes, I don't know where it came from. I saw those young palace maids reading it and was worried that it was a banned book, so I confiscated it. I didn't expect that it contained these contents."
Jiang Wanwan swept the book to the ground and said angrily, "They are all fake! They are all fake! Who is making up stories about me?"
Looking at Jiang Wanwan's appearance, Lan'er subconsciously took a few steps back to prevent herself from being accidentally hurt by Jiang Wanwan.
"No wonder His Highness hasn't been here recently! I'm going to go find His Highness and explain to him that this is all fake!"
"Hiss..." Jiang Wanwan was about to stand up when she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.
The red blood flowed to the ground.
Jiang Wanwan couldn't stand, and Lan'er quickly walked forward and supported Jiang Wanwan.
Lan Er turned around and shouted to the outside, "Someone come quickly, someone, go get the imperial physician!"
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The cry of a baby broke the silence of the night.
There was only an imperial physician and two palace maids by Jiang Wanwan's bed.
She clutched the bed curtains tightly and asked nervously, "Is it a boy or a girl?"
Lan Er was holding a baby boy, but her eyes were full of resentment, not a bit of joy, "Madam, it's a boy."
Jiang Wanwan didn't notice that Lan'er was not right. She just kept repeating in a daze, "I gave birth to a son. Hahahahaha, I gave birth to a son!"
Her voice gradually became wilder.
Jiang Wanwan's sweat washed away the powder on her face, and her laughter became ferocious.
She knew that with this son, she could take advantage of it to become the third prince's wife.
The other concubines in Zhao Zheyong's backyard were now gathered in Shaoyao's room.
Shaoyao specifically bribed the people around Jiang Wanwan, wanting to be the first to know the news that Jiang Wanwan had given birth to a child.
She was standing by the window, and when she saw the messenger making a gesture towards her, her legs immediately went weak and her body felt faint. She quickly held onto the window frame to support herself.
After knowing that Jiang Wanwan gave birth to a son, Shaoyao was a little frightened for a moment.
Shaoyao knew that she was able to gain a foothold in Zhao Zheyong's backyard entirely because of Zhao Zheyong's favor.
But pampering is just pampering after all.
Even though the new bride, Jiang Wanwan, had an ugly face, she gave birth to a son.
Moreover, Jiang Wanwan was a concubine and had an official status.
Inevitably, Peony felt threatened.
Acorus was the first to notice that something was wrong with Peony. She walked over to Peony and asked caringly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Peony waved her hand and, with the help of Acorus, walked to the table and sat down.
"She gave birth to a son." There was no trace of joy in Shaoyao's tone.
The flowers in the room that had just been chatting excitedly suddenly fell silent.
Acorus was thinking, "She actually gave birth to a son. What should we do in the future?"
Her eyes fell on Shaoyao, "Will I still follow Shaoyao in the future?"
Not only Acorus, but others also wanted to switch sides.
They all knew that Peony was favored.
However, if one wants to gain a real foothold in the palace, having a decent identity and an heir are the most important things.
However, Shaoyao was neither officially named a concubine nor had any children.