Remarry 9,000 Years Old

Shen Jingyi has been having a very hard time these days.

Ever since the old lady's birthday banquet went awry, the wife of Marquis Pingyuan has never treated her well.

In the rear house, the situation of a concubine who is not favored by her mother-in-law can be imagined.

This is not a big deal. The most important thing is that even Ning Ziyu, who used to be obedient to her, has become increasingly indifferent to her.

Shen Jingyi is not blind. It is obvious that Wan'er, the cousin in the founding earl's mansion, is aiming for the position of the crown prince's wife.

Originally, if Shen Nanqiao had married into their family, they probably wouldn't have thought of anything else, but she hadn't been able to secure the position of co-wife. In the eyes of others, she was just a pregnant concubine.

If the prince had a better memory, he would probably have killed the mother and kept the child after the birth, although in his time, no one wanted to be a cheap stepmother.

But in this era, perhaps the child would prefer to be registered under the name of the mistress as a legitimate son.

Thinking of this, Shen Jingyi felt a little discouraged. She blamed herself for being a concubine, which had nailed her to the position of a concubine.

He had intended to make a comeback with the birthday party, but unexpectedly he was trampled into the dust and even his daily life became a problem.

Living alone in this large mansion with neither income nor dowry, she realized how difficult it is to be broke even for a penny.

There was no other way but to let Amber quietly embezzle some of Shen Nanqiao's dowry.

At first, she still maintained her basic integrity, thinking that she must not use the little bitch's money in vain. If she became rich in the future, she could make it up to her and never owe her anything!

But the speed at which the harem spent money was far beyond imagination.

Rouge, powder, seasonal clothes, and even the money for the maids and old women to run errands, all the ten taels of silver were used up before any sound was heard.

This not only made her feel irritated, but also made her more worried about the future.

How can an independent woman be a full-time housewife? Shen Jingyi decided to find a way to save herself.

She wanted to open a beauty salon to make money, but this path required the support of wealthy ladies. The birthday party was originally a good opportunity to curry favor with them, but it was snatched away by Shen Nanqiao.

Right now, only palace banquets can be used as a way to curry favor with the powerful, but with my current identity, it is impossible for me to enter the palace.

After thinking it over, she realized that only Ning Ziyu could help her.

However, Ning Ziyu and his cousin Wan'er have been getting along very well these past two days, going out early and coming back late every day.

Shen Jingyi knew very well that she couldn't fall out now. She had to wait until one day she was completely independent, and then she would have the capital to stand up straight.

Ning Ziyu came home drunk that day. Shen Jingyi had someone prepare sobering soup for him early in the morning and coaxed him attentively for a long time.

Ning Ziyu was in a good mood and hugged the person.

"They say you can't have sex in the first three months. Let's calculate whether it's about time." As he said that, he started to unbutton Shen Jingyi's clothes. "This prince has been celibate for a while."

Shen Jingyi dodged calmly.

"It's only been two months, so it's better to be careful, right?"

Ning Ziyu had some wine, and his face immediately darkened when he heard this.

"Do you think I will become a monk after I marry you?"

"But having sex at this time can easily cause miscarriage." Shen Jingyi suppressed her inner irritation and said, "I have something serious to tell you."

Ning Ziyu waved his hand and almost pushed the person to the ground.

"Let's talk about the bed, and don't say anything else."

Shen Jingyi almost got a stitch in the side.

"The baby in my belly is your own flesh and blood, don't you care about it?"

Ning Ziyu sneered.

"If I hadn't cared about the baby in your belly, I would have sent you back to your parents' home long ago." He burped, "The whole mansion was embarrassed because of you for the old lady's birthday banquet, and Song Changxuan took all the advantage. It's all your fault!"

Shen Jingyi was furious, but had nothing to say. She had indeed messed up this time.

She suppressed her anger and hugged Ning Ziyu's arm.

"I have a way to get back at you this time." Her eyes flickered, and she turned half her body to the side. This was Ning Ziyu's favorite angle. "I just need a little help from the prince."

But Ning Ziyu didn't fall for it.

"Don't be so harsh. Hasn't the Marquis' Mansion been screwed by you enough?"

Shen Jingyi hurriedly hugged his arm and whispered in his ear for a while. Sure enough, she saw that Ning Ziyu's expression relaxed slightly.

"It's not impossible to bring you into the palace." He smiled meaningfully, "But you have to agree to one condition of mine."

Seeing that he had loosened his grip, Shen Jingyi hurriedly moved closer.

"When I'm three months old, whatever you say will be true."

Ning Ziyu glanced at her increasingly haggard face and snorted coldly.

"If you can't serve me, that's fine. You can find someone to take your place."

Shen Jingyi's face suddenly darkened. She gritted her teeth and spoke word by word.

"Who are you looking for?"

After hearing this, Ning Ziyu immediately came over and smiled evilly.

"Bring your sister here, and I'll find a way to help you enter the palace."

Shen Nanqiao?

Shen Jingyi didn't care that she was pregnant and stood up suddenly.

"Are you crazy? She's already married to Ning Su!"

"So what?" Ning Ziyu sneered, "My great-uncle is a eunuch. What difference does it make whether I marry him or not? I am just doing a good deed every day to help him carry on his family line."

Shen Jingyi stood there, staring blankly at the man lying on the bed. He looked so strange, as if she had never seen him before.

Ning Ziyu seemed to know what she was thinking and interrupted her.

"Think about your current situation and think about whether to do it or not."

Shen Jingyi's originally rising anger seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water.

Yes, she doesn't have any choice at all now, does she?

Shen Jingyi was silent for a while before she spoke. Her voice was so dry that it sounded like she was from another person.

"Ning Su is watching her so closely, there's nothing I can do to help."

Ning Ziyu sat up suddenly, grinning lewdly and took her into his arms.

"As long as you are willing to do it, I have already thought of a way."

Shen Nanqiao soon received another letter, and Nanny Liu reported it with an angry look on her face.

"Amber has secretly taken a few pieces of jewelry from your dowry these past two days, worth about three to five thousand taels, and sent them to Aunt Shen."

Shen Nanqiao's hand that was smoothing his face paused slightly.

Three to five thousand taels is enough to buy a house and land near the capital.

"Do you know what she's going to do with the money?"

Nanny Liu lowered her voice.

"I don't know about that for now. I only know that Aunt Shen bribed the maidservant around the old lady."

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Shen Nanqiao: Since you are asking for death, you can't blame me.