The cannon fodder female supporting role wants to run away, and the madly criticizing prince is red-

How could a young man resist the urge to try it for the first time?

It seems like he has endless energy and is determined to have fun.

"flourishing."

"flourishing."

Gu Huai called her name anxiously.

Thinking back to today when she was singing at the gathering, she would always look over and smile at him.

It was clearly love, she was singing it to him.

She was waiting for him to pass the imperial examination and would be his mistress for the rest of her life. When he thought of this, he could not hold back his excitement.

I want to kiss her, hug her, and fuck her hard...

Not only does she sing beautifully, but the tune she hums at this time is even more touching and more aphrodisiac than aphrodisiac.

Lin Qianqian could only describe it as endless.

She went crazy and mad, but she was the one who suffered.

Before daybreak, a man climbed up and pressed down on me. I felt one side of my body being held by warm lips and sucked gently.

Lin Qianqian stretched out her long arms to push his bare chest, and said with a sad face, "Persimmon, I want to sleep, please let me sleep for a while."

"Qianqian, go to sleep."

"I won't affect you."

Two days later, the same song was being sung in the streets and alleys of the capital.

The brothel girl leaned on the railing, waving her handkerchief and singing softly to passers-by, "Hey, my little lover, don't worry~"

That day, many people went back humming the tune. Shi Hao was drinking tea, and suddenly he hummed this tune, and asked the maids in the mansion to come over and sing this "Yuanyang Opera", and all the concubines in the courtyard could sing it.

The song has a simple tune and is very popular. You can learn it after listening to it once. And because it is so simple, it spreads quickly.

In this way, everyone knew only one line of the song. Men sang "Hey, my little lady, don't worry" and women sang "Hey, my little lover, don't worry", and the song spread quickly.

The poem written by the new number one scholar for Lin Qianqian was first recited by literati and then spread in the red-light district.

The news also reached the ears of other women from official families.

Er Yue came back from outside and told Cheng Jiayao about this. Cheng Jiayao sneered:

"This Lin Qianqian has a prince, so she can go out of the house as she pleases. Now she's still singing for money, is she going back to her old job?"

Er Yue said disdainfully, "That's right, the new champion that the princess likes actually wrote a poem for Lin Qianqian. The princess was furious! He has never written a poem for the princess."

Cheng Jiayao's mouth twitched: "Things that are not presentable can also be praised by people."

"Gallery style."

Er Yue sighed deeply, and was really worried about her young lady. "Young lady, is this really okay? Since you got married, this prince has never come to your room, and you stay at the vixen's place every day."

Cheng Jiayao said: "I said, my target is not him, I just need to serve my mother well."

"Competing for favor with a lowly concubine has lost my dignity as the wife."

"If I really compete with her for favor and lower my status, what will I become?"

Lin Qianqian knelt for nearly half an hour, but Yu still had no intention of letting her get up.

Yu sat upright, and saw out of the corner of her eye that Lin Qianqian twisted her body to straighten up and rub her knees, then pounded her lower back, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Yu handed the teacup in her hand to the nanny next to her, and then spoke to her, "I heard that you seduce the prince every day and prevent him from going to the wife's room. No matter what means you use, remember your identity as a lowly concubine."

"In the Marquis' Mansion, Jiayao is the legal wife. No matter how favored you are, you are just a concubine!"

"Why are you so greedy? You won't even share a little bit of rain and dew with others?"

Lin Qianqian raised her head, held her waist and said painfully, "Madam, I didn't ask him to stay in the courtyard of the deceased prince's wife, but he refused."

"Are you still not aware of your son's temper?"

"When he gets stubborn, he's really stubborn. I asked him to go to the bridal chamber before. He would rather lie on the floor and sleep outside all night than go."

When Lin Qianqian said this, she sat down on the ground, not caring whether it was dirty or not.

Yu opened her eyes wide in shock and pointed at her, "I told you to kneel, but you dared to stand up and sit, you little bitch!"

"It's against you!"

Lin Qianqian, "I can't help it. My knees hurt so much. I was tortured by your son all night last night. Madam... no matter what, I am still your daughter-in-law. I can't be ranked at the top, but I will always be ranked at the back. Are you going to torture me like this? What if I get pregnant? What should I do?"

When Yu heard this, she quickly said, "Get up."

She lowered her head to look at Lin Qianqian's belly, observed it carefully for a while, then grabbed the nanny's hand and whispered, "Bring her a stool."

"Yes."

The nanny brought a stool over and asked Lin Qianqian to sit down.

Lin Qianqian thanked her and said to Yu: "Madam, I know you are prejudiced against me."

"You called me a bitch, but isn't your son who likes bitches even more of a bitch?"

Yu was choked and speechless.

This is a roundabout way of calling her the mother of a bitch.

Said she was a bitch.

Yu was so angry that she closed her eyes and almost fainted. She reached out and touched her chest, and after a while, she felt relieved.

Yu gritted her teeth at Lin Qianqian and said, "Okay, I won't call you a bitch anymore."

"Remember, you are a concubine."

After saying that, Yu waved her hand and asked Lin Qianqian to leave. She sighed deeply.

Madam Hong walked over and stretched out her hands to help Mrs. Yu massage her temples. "Madam, Aunt Lin has become much more restrained. She is not like before at all. Moreover, she has been serving the prince wholeheartedly since she came into the mansion. Please bear with her."

Yu looked up in surprise, "You actually spoke for her?"

Mammy smiled and said, "She is a simple-minded person. I can tell at a glance that she can't even say a compliment, let alone win people's hearts."

"She didn't know etiquette before, but hasn't she been getting better recently? The most important thing now is to have more children for the Marquis's mansion."

Yu thought to herself, it is true.

When she thought about her son making love with her every day, she was afraid that she would get pregnant soon.

What if... The thought of having a child made Yu feel much happier.

The world is so big, but nothing is as important as the bloodline of the Marquis’ Mansion.

She said to the nanny, "Then go and see if your leg is hurt. Bring a box of ointment."

"Yes."

After Er Yue reported the matter, Cheng Jiayao's face became serious.

The mother-in-law's attitude towards Lin Qianqian actually changed.

This is not a good thing.

Isn't it just a child? My mother-in-law wants a child so much, isn't this simple?