reborn as a concubine

Huarong watched Mrs. Wang grow from the humblest aunt to the head of the house. After she followed Lin Wanqing into the Lin family, she saw the wealthy life of the Lin family, and she even thought about the life of a master, so

She was plotting against Lin Ruoyan day and night, but Lin Wanqing was fighting happily with Princess Xian'er, and no one noticed her thoughts.

There are some things that neither Aunt Lin nor Princess Xian'er can do, but she can. That kind of boudoir pleasure is Lin Ruoyan's favorite.

"What's wrong? Are you cold?" Mrs. Lin's tone was very concerned, but her thoughts were not so serious. If you look closely, you will find that there is no concern at all in her eyes, but she looks a little cold and cold.

"A bit," Huarong immediately flinched upon hearing this and replied softly.

"Here comes someone," Mrs. Lin said immediately after hearing this: "Hel Hua Rong girl back to the house, remember to serve her carefully, you know?"

"Yes," the two maids stepped forward to help Hua Rong go out, but Hua Rong couldn't hide the pride in her heart. The corners of her mouth were raised high, almost throwing her head back and laughing.

She was a maid who was sold since she was a child, so she never had any enjoyment. She only served others and was beaten and scolded. She never wore any silk or satin, let alone those expensive things like bird's nest and ginseng.

"You are so shameless. Why are there such dirty things in the prime minister's house?" The nanny on the side saw it and took a sip at Hua Rong's retreating back, complaining with disdain on her face.

"Find someone to keep an eye on her and don't let Princess Xian'er and Aunt Lin disturb her, do you understand?" There was nothing she could do against Princess Xian'er, but that didn't mean there was nothing she could do against Lin Wanqing - the reason why Lin Wanqing's stomach didn't move

, because she was the first one to come in, and she had someone prepare food mixed with the poison. No matter how long it took, she would always be just an aunt.

As for Hua Rong's little hoof, it was completely out of her control. But it was not bad. She was happy to have a grandson to hug her. The worst she could do was to leave the child behind and record the child in the name of Princess Xian'er.

He is also the eldest son.

As for the people in Prince Zhan's palace, no matter how powerful they are, if their daughter cannot give birth to a child, they must give the Lin family some explanation.

Everyone does not know that the most clever person is Mrs. Lin. Even when Princess Zhan came, she could not do anything to her. Instead, she agreed to her proposal and left the child to die. Whoever let his daughter enter the palace for half a year would be worried.

She didn't get pregnant, but let a maid get the lead. If she told her, she wouldn't even have the chance to face her.

Huarong didn't know anything about what they were discussing. She was being watched. They said it was to take care of the child in her belly, but they would not treat her badly. Good food, delicious food, and everything would go to her.

To send it off, she secretly asked the maids around her. Knowing that these were things the princess and Aunt Lin didn't have, she became even more thoughtful.

Sure enough, women still have to rely on their belly to achieve success.

Naturally, her thoughts could not be hidden from the smart maids who lived in the Lin family. They were obedient on the surface, but in their hearts they were looking at the painting as if it were a dead person.

Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Mother..." Lin Wanqing, who was full of grievances, cried bitterly as soon as she returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Her sad and desperate look shocked everyone.

"Qing'er, what's wrong with you?" Wang asked with surprise as soon as he saw her. Then he looked behind and asked in confusion: "Where is Hua Rong? You're back, why isn't that girl here?

Where are you around?"

"Woooo..." Lin Wanqing cried even harder when she heard Huarong's name.

"What's going on?" There was no painted face. There was a little maid behind Lin Wanqing, but she looked a little unfamiliar. She was probably from the Lin family, but Wang still asked.

That maid was sent by Mrs. Lin to monitor her every move. Although she looked ignorant and silly on the surface, she was very shrewd in her heart.

"Madam, Aunt Hua is pregnant and raising her fetus in the mansion. Madam was afraid that there would be no one around to take care of Aunt Lin, so she ordered her servant to follow her," the visitor only highlighted the key points.

"What?" Mrs. Wang was shocked when she heard this, and her face turned pale. "You...you said Huarong is pregnant? Whose?"

"It belongs to the young master," the maid bit her lip and finally said after hesitation.

"Qing'er, what's going on?" When Wang heard this, she could not remain calm. She directly reached out to help her crying daughter who threw herself into her arms, and asked in a sharp tone: "Are you a fool? How can you let a maid...

You, you are really pissing me off." The daughter she had worked so hard to teach not only became an aunt, but also made a good maid pregnant first. If she told this, she would be ashamed to live.

"Mom, my daughter knows that the painted face has such deep thoughts and is so impeccable in front of me. By the time I noticed it, she was already kneeling in front of the madam. No matter what I said, the madam would protect her. What can I do?

What should I do?" Thinking of the injustice she had suffered in front of her wife before, she hated her even more.

"Go down," Ms. Wang wanted to teach her daughter, but she couldn't let the maid who followed her go out in front of the maid.

The maid didn't say much, turned around and left obediently.

"Qing'er, mom didn't tell you, you and my uncle have been together for so long, why didn't you get pregnant?" This woman got pregnant in one go, and her daughter is really unsatisfactory!

If she could get pregnant before Princess Xian'er, not only would she be happy with Mrs. Lin, but she would also be given a slap in the face by Princess Xian'er. The thought of such a thing made her happy.

But now, not only did she not have it, but she also turned a maid into an aunt. What has happened?

"My daughter knows that the princess had a conflict with me before. She stayed in my house for more than twenty days in a row, but she didn't get pregnant," Lin Wanqing complained with red eyes, then stretched out her hand to touch her belly,

Very resentful.

How great would it be if it was you who was pregnant with you!?

Hearing her words, Mrs. Wang was shocked. She remembered that she had a baby within two months after getting married, but it had been so many years since Qing'er was married. What was going on?

Thinking of what happened in the house before, his face turned pale and he suddenly screamed: "Chun Yan...,"

"Madam," Chun Yan, who was standing outside the door, answered aloud.

"Go and fetch the doctor,"

"yes,"

"Mom, why do you need to ask a doctor?" Lin Wanqing asked with some confusion.

"Mom, let the doctor come and see if your body needs to be recuperated, so that it will be easier to have children in the future." To prevent her from being frightened, Wang could only change the subject.

"Oh," Lin Wanqing accepted Wang's explanation, but when the doctor came, she couldn't accept it at all.

After a while, Chunyan hurriedly brought a doctor over. Lin Wanqing stretched out her hand to ask the doctor to check her pulse without changing her expression. However, Wang's face was extremely ugly. She even approached the doctor and reminded: "What do you want to say?

You have to be more careful!”