The lucky man is the one who has no offspring, and the pregnant waist is spoiled like crazy

"A Zheng!" Su Zhao walked past everyone and hurried to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to pick up Jiang Zheng. When he saw his beloved's pale face, Su Zhao wanted to kill Princess Ning An.

Jiang Zheng held the back of her waist that was hit, her face showing pain, but seeing Su Zhao's panic, she endured the pain and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm fine, and the child is fine too."

Su Zhao placed his hands on Jiang Zheng's waist and slowly rubbed her sore spot. He turned his head and glared at her and said, "Your Highness, Princess, I don't know how angry you are that you have to attack my pregnant wife. If you can't explain it today, I will go to the palace and let His Majesty make the decision. It's a princess attacking a minister's wife. What kind of rule is this? What's the logic behind this?" If you listen carefully, you will find the obvious anger in Su Zhao's words, as if he was furious.

"Cousin, I didn't mean it!" Princess Ning'an was horrified and waved her hands quickly, "I saw that she wanted to save that bitch Huang Huier, so in a hurry..."

"You didn't mean to do that?" Su Zhao sneered and hugged Jiang Zheng tighter. "Princess, do you think we are blind? Whether it was intentional or not, you can still see clearly!"

Princess Ning'an's move was extremely ruthless, and it was clear that she used all her strength. Everyone passing by saw it, so it would be a stretch to say that it was unintentional.

The Crown Prince's face was not looking good either, but he couldn't just ignore Princess Ning'an, "Cousin! Ning'an was not thoughtful enough about this matter. I will ask the Queen Mother to discipline her. Calm down and take care of your younger brother and sister-in-law first."

Because Princess Ning'an had lost face for Jiang Zheng in front of Duke Ningguo in the Golden Palace that day, Duke Ningguo later declined the prince's invitation.

Duke Ningguo and Marquis Jingyuan each held half of the military power. Although Jiang Zheng later married into Marquis Jingyuan's mansion, Marquis Jingyuan himself had an ambiguous attitude towards her.

Although Fu Zihan surrendered to the prince, the soldiers under his command could not compare with those of Marquis Jingyuan. Therefore, the prince did not want to offend Marquis Jingyuan's Mansion and lose the support of military power.

Su Zhao's chest heaved violently, as if a fire was rushing to his heart. He was an unruly person to begin with, and he would not ignore Jiang Zheng's grievances just because of a few words from the prince. However, he didn't expect that Jiang Zheng in his arms held his hand just as he was about to open his mouth.

As soon as Su Zhao lowered his head, he met Jiang Zheng's smiling face. Jiang Zheng said a few words silently, "Don't worry, I'll do it." Su Zhao shut up immediately.

Jiang Zheng was helped up by Su Zhao and sat aside. She said weakly, "Princess, I am pregnant. I don't know how I have offended you, but I have to suffer this misfortune. If I hadn't held on just now, my child would have been..."

On the other side, Fu Zihan had rescued Huang Huier who had fallen into the water. Her red wedding dress was already covered with water weeds. Huang Huier lay in Fu Zihan's arms and cried her heart out.

"Ning An, what's going on?"

The prince feels that everything is going wrong. The Ningguo Mansion is against him, and the only military supporter is Fu Zihan. But his good sister actually pushed the pregnant mistress into trouble. How can he give an explanation to the general's mansion?

Not to mention that many sons of noble families saw the scene just now. Princess Ning'an is the prince's biological sister. If his biological sister has such an intolerant character, how will others think of him as the prince?

If something bad happens unexpectedly, he will be isolated and lose the support of the court officials.

Princess Ning'an was dumb but not stupid. She knew that she couldn't tell anyone that her child was the prince's child, so she said vaguely, "Royal brother, believe me! There is something wrong with this bitch! Her child..."

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Huang Huier, who was sobbing quietly beside her, suddenly screamed and covered her stomach with a look of pain on her face, "Husband! My stomach hurts so much! The baby... the baby is coming!"

In an instant, the pavilion in the middle of the lake was in chaos. After Fu Zihan took his leave from the prince, he hurriedly carried Huang Huier back to the bedroom.

Jiang Zheng fell behind, revealing a faint smile.

The play is not over yet, keep singing!

Huang Huier's screams continued for a long time, and Fu's mother also rushed over. Unexpectedly, Princess Jinyang and her group also came. With them was the Princess Pingnan who was supposed to take Jiang Zheng away, but her face looked very ugly.

"Mother." Jiang Zheng had already changed into clean clothes, and she and Su Zhao saluted towards Princess Jinyang, "Why are you here?"

The prince was a younger generation, so he also greeted her, "Auntie, how are you?"

Princess Jinyang was not as friendly as before. Her face was gloomy and she responded calmly, "The prince is here too." Then she looked at Jiang Zheng beside her.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" The eldest princess asked anxiously, "You were hit so hard, are you feeling uncomfortable in your stomach?"

"Don't worry, mother. I'm fine." Jiang Zheng asked curiously, "How did mother know that I was hit?"

Princess Jinyang sighed, glanced at the inner chamber, and said meaningfully, "No hurry, wait until she gives birth."

This suggestive remark made the prince's heart skip a beat. He had a feeling that something was about to happen and felt uneasy.

Suddenly, the sound of a baby crying was heard in the room.

"gave birth!"

Fu Zihan was overjoyed and wanted to rush in immediately, but because Princess Ning'an, the newly married wife, was beside him, he did not dare to act too excessively.

The maid came out carrying the baby. The baby was so small in the cradle that even the face could not be seen.

"Quick! Let me see my eldest grandson!" Mother Fu was overjoyed and was about to take the child from the maid. However, the maid's eyes flickered and she did not hand over the swaddling clothes in her hand for a long time.

Jiang Zheng narrowed her eyes slightly and guessed, "Is there something wrong with that child?"

Su Zhao was tall, so he only slightly turned sideways and saw the child's exposed hand from the maid's arms. His eyes suddenly widened, and then he chuckled, "A Zheng, it seems that you don't need to bother to plan it. Even God can't stand it anymore."

Jiang Zheng's confusion was answered after she heard Fu's mother's exclamation.

That child... was completely black, not because of poisoning, but because... he was born with a dark complexion.

Both Fu Zihan and Huang Huier have fair skin.

The child was born to Huang Huier, so the person with the problem can only be the child's biological father.

Fu's mother pointed at the child tremblingly and said, "Bastard! This is not Fu's child!" Then she rushed into the side room like a gust of wind. Not long after, a loud and crisp sound was heard. It turned out that Fu's mother beat Huang Huier despite the fact that she had just given birth!

Mother Fu was furious. The grandson she had been waiting for for so long turned out to be the child of Huang Huier's adultery with another man. How could she not be angry? She grabbed Huang Huier's hair and dragged her off the bed, then threw her in the yard for everyone to see.

"Bitch! This is obviously not Zi Han's child! How dare you lie to us! Bitch!" Mother Fu raised her hand and slapped Huang Huier on the face several times. Her pale cheeks were covered with red hand marks, and she looked extremely miserable.

Fu's mother kicked her a few times but still didn't feel satisfied. Just as she was about to raise her hand to take off Huang Huier's clothes, a male voice suddenly came from the yard.

"Don't touch Hui'er!"

Jiang Zheng smiled silently.

The show is about to begin.