The male protagonist has no heir? Hurry up and get dressed, the pregnant beauty is here to fuck you

An Shangshu came out of Kang'an Palace with empty hands and a sullen face. He turned around and walked towards Jingle Palace where Concubine Jing was.

Concubine Jing had not yet lifted her confinement. When she saw An Shangshu, a look of surprise appeared on her thin face with high cheekbones.

"uncle?"

An Shangshu nodded. Seeing that the surroundings were deserted and there were no servants, he took a step forward and asked in a low voice.

"Jinger, now my uncle needs a large sum of money, can you help him raise it?"

Concubine Jing was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that she hadn't seen her uncle for a long time. As soon as she saw her uncle, her uncle asked her for money?

Suddenly, she remembered her mother's words when she passed away. If you have nothing left, you must hold the money tightly in your hands.

Concubine Jing was silent for a moment and asked: "Uncle, can you tell Jing'er how much silver is needed? If it's too much, Jing'er won't be able to get it out at once."

She couldn't understand how such a big Anfu could be so poor that he wanted to ask for money from her?

An Shangshu frowned and looked at Concubine Jing thoughtfully, his heart feeling cold.

After a while, he lowered his face and spoke in a deep voice.

"Jing'er, An's house is so short of money today, but it's inseparable from what you did in the past. If it weren't for you, An's house wouldn't be in this situation."

Concubine Jing looked at An Shangshu with a puzzled expression, wondering what nonsense An Shangshu was talking about.

An Shangshu was furious and lowered his voice: "Where do you think the poison on the Emperor's body came from? It was you. During the years you entered the palace, the incense you brought was the poison that poisoned the Emperor."

Concubine Jing stared at An Shangshu, her mind buzzing, and she quickly retorted subconsciously: "Impossible, you lied to me!"

An Shangshu sneered coldly: "If you think about it again, think about whether my uncle lied to you. In fact, you know it deep down, right?"

Concubine Jing staggered, memories of her childhood came over her, and the memories deep in her mind suddenly came alive.

An Shangshu became irritated when he saw that Concubine Jing was dumbfounded and didn't speak.

The An Mansion has been forced by Lord Shuojun to sell the pot, and now he can't care about Concubine Jing's displeasure, so he can directly threaten her.

"Now it's up to Jing'er whether we can raise the money or not, because we are all in the same boat."

Seeing Concubine Jing's confused and confused expression, she suddenly softened her tone and followed the guidance.

"Jing'er, the building is about to collapse and cannot be supported by a single tree. The Shuojun Prince's Mansion is rushing among the courtiers. Those ministers who sent their daughters to the harem all took refuge in the Shuojun Prince's Mansion after they knew that the emperor only loved the concubine."

Concubine Jing was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

An Shangshu patted Concubine Jing on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Prince Shuojun promised to give you the position of a marquis and a posthumous position. Jing'er, you know that my uncle loves you the most."

A rear position really made Concubine Jing excited, but she still had some concerns.

"But with Jing'er's current status...can Prince Shuojun give Jing'er a secondary position?"

An Shangshu snorted, thinking that everyone in the An family now has a cleaner pocket than their face, and suddenly became dissatisfied.

"The An family has almost the entire An family's strength to support his rise to power. After that, all you have to do is go to another place to change your identity, and then return to the capital to recognize your uncle as your biological father."

Concubine Jing felt relieved when she heard this. She turned around and went back to the house. When she came out again, she was holding a bulging package.

"Uncle, these are the banknotes and valuables that Jing'er saved in the palace. Today they are all handed over to my uncle. I hope that my uncle and the Prince of Heshuo County can make it happen as soon as possible!"

An Shangshu opened the package and took a look. Sure enough, it was precious jewelry without palace markings and a thick stack of silver notes.

He finally nodded with satisfaction. With these for Prince Shuojun, he could finally take a breath.

Luoxia Palace.

There were two people standing in front of Qu Xinyue, one was the captain of the secret guard team, and the other was an old craftsman brought back from a distant place by the captain of the secret guard team.

After the old craftsman saw Qu Xinyue, he quickly knelt down to say hello, but Qu Xinyue stopped him and asked the palace maid to bring a chair and asked the old craftsman to sit down.

Regardless of his old age, the old craftsman was willing to trek thousands of miles back to Beijing with the secret guard captain. Qu Xinyue was so respectful that she couldn't bear that the old craftsman, who was dusty and tired, had to stand and talk to her.

After the old craftsman sat down awkwardly, Qu Xinyue gave him a reassuring smile, took out the hollow butterfly jade pendant, and asked.

"Excuse me, is this what you always do?"

The old craftsman who had resigned and returned to his hometown hurriedly waved his hands: "The imperial concubine has offended the common people, and the common people do not deserve the honor of the imperial concubine."

After a pause, the old craftsman looked at the hollow butterfly jade pendant carefully, and nodded seriously after a moment.

"It is indeed a jade pendant carved by the grassroots' hands."

Qu Xinyue's eyebrows were soothing. Although she had already guessed the answer, her heart was still solid after being confirmed by the old craftsman.

With a smile on her lips, she asked, "Can the old man tell me about this jade pendant?"

After gathering his thoughts, the old craftsman slowly spoke.

"The common people remember this jade pendant very clearly. The Queen Mother asked the common people to carve it."

Qu Xinyue's distant eyebrows raised in surprise, but she did not interrupt the old craftsman's words.

"At that time, the Queen Mother gave Cao Min a piece of fine Hetian nephrite. Also handed over to Cao Min was the drawing of this jade pendant."

"Not long after the work started, Mrs. Pei came to Cao Min and told Cao Min that this jade pendant was a gift from the Queen Mother to her unborn child, and she wanted to change the details."

"In the end, I asked Cao Min to make a hollow hidden buckle in an inconspicuous part of the hollow jade pendant. Because this hollow hidden buckle is particularly difficult to make, Cao Min has a deep memory."

When Qu Xinyue heard this, she couldn't help but interrupt the old craftsman and asked, "Who is Mrs. Pei?"

The captain of the secret guard explained: "She is the Queen Mother's sister. She married into the Pei Mansion. Oh, she is now Mr. Pei, a third-grade civil official."

Qu Xinyue nodded, looked at the old craftsman, and asked, "Old man, can Mrs. Pei explain why you made this hollow hidden button?"

The old craftsman nodded: "I asked about it at that time, but Mrs. Pei was unwilling to tell me. It wasn't until Cao Min said that I could make a perfect work after knowing the use, that she told me that it was used to hold medicinal powder."

Medicinal powder?

Qu Xinyue's eyes flashed slightly. Now that the witnesses and physical evidence point to Mrs. Pei, could this disaster really be planned by Mrs. Pei?

What is the motivation?

The old craftsman suddenly said: "Oh, by the way, the common people forgot to mention one thing."

"This jade pendant was broken once. Princess Shuojun brought it to the common people to repair it."

Qu Xinyue's pupils shrank. Now the whole thing is closed: how did Princess Shuojun get this jade pendant and keep it as evidence for so long?

How did Princess Shuojun know that this pendant could threaten Anjia?

Suddenly, the figure of Grandma Zhang flashed in Qu Xinyue's mind, and everything suddenly became clear.

Qu Xinyue's eyes were bright, and the question that had been hanging in her heart was answered, and she suddenly felt relaxed.

But at this moment, a second-class maid from Luoxia Palace hurriedly came to Qu Xinyue and anxiously reported.

"My Lady, please go and save Sister Miaohe, she is going to be beaten to death by the Queen Mother!"