The daughter of the mansion is slapped in the face every day

Zhao Zheyong narrowed his eyes, showing an unhappy expression on his face, "You hired someone to follow me?"

Jiang Wanwan was shocked. "I... I didn't. I just wanted to follow His Highness. I didn't expect to see His Highness and my sister having a secret conversation. I wanted to go up and listen, but..."

Jiang Wanwan knew that she couldn't explain why she was by Zhao Zheyong's side, so she had to control her temper and avoid Jiang Yunxi.

"Hmph." Zhao Zheyong snorted, "I think you have some sense in mind and didn't disturb us."

Hearing the word "we", Jiang Wanwan immediately felt mixed emotions, "Since when did Zhao Zheyong and Jiang Yunxi become so close that they have to call each other 'we'?"

"Your Highness, what did you talk about with your sister?" Jiang Wanwan touched Zhao Zheyong's chest, wanting Zhao Zheyong to focus all his attention on her.

Zhao Zheyong grabbed her neck and said, "Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about. You shouldn't monitor me, and don't be so smart as to send someone to follow me."

Jiang Wanwan was a little breathless, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes.

Jiang Wanwan felt for a moment that she had just said something wrong, which made Zhao Zheyong so angry.

She gasped and said, "Okay... okay..."

Only then did Zhao Zheyong let go.

He stood up and walked away.

Jiang Wanwan immediately hugged Zhao Zheyong from behind and said submissively, "Your Highness, it was Wanwan who was wrong. Wanwan doesn't want you to leave."

She looked like she couldn't bear to be away from Zhao Zheyong for even a day.

Zhao Zheyong was not as patient with her today as before. He held Jiang Wanwan's hand, turned around and looked at her, "Wanwan, I still have things to do. You should rest first."

He turned and left.

Jiang Wanwan couldn't hold his hand and felt a little anxious for a moment.

He took a few steps forward, but didn't even catch the corner of Zhao Zheyong's clothes.

Jiang Wanwan had no choice but to go to Jiang Siqi to discuss countermeasures.

Jiang Siqi touched his chin and frowned for a moment, "Your Highness, why did you meet Jiang Yunxi?"

“Who cares what the reason is?” Jiang Wanwan threw her handkerchief away. “Jiang Yunxi is definitely going to do something bad to us. Can you think of a solution quickly?!”

Jiang Wanwan was more anxious about this matter than Jiang Siqi.

Deep down, Jiang Wanwan could vaguely feel that Zhao Zheyong was biased towards Jiang Yunxi.

You can tell from his attitude towards her today.

Jiang Wanwan was worried. What if Jiang Yunxi really wanted Zhao Zheyong to marry Jiang Yunxi? What should she do then?

Be a concubine?

Are we going to be suppressed by Jiang Yunxi again?

Jiang Wanwan couldn't accept this result.

Jiang Siqi was a little more sober than Jiang Wanwan. He thought that if Zhao Zheyong had discussed something with Jiang Yunxi, it might be related to the position of "Duke of Zhenguo".

He felt that if Zhao Zheyong and Jiang Yunxi really discussed this matter.

Then... the person most likely to be nominated by Zhao Zheyong for the position of Duke of Zhenguo is Jiang Siqi.

He immediately left the room, saying simply, "I'll ask His Highness about this. Don't act rashly."

Jiang Wanwan could only worry alone.

Lan'er was very happy when she saw Jiang Wanwan's frustrated look.

She was sold to a brothel by Jiang Wanwan, where she was forced to receive four or five guests a day and was tortured day and night.

Hatred towards Jiang Wanwan gradually grew in my heart.

As a result, when Jiang Wanwan came to redeem her two months later, she acted condescendingly, as if she had done her a great favor.

Little did she know that if Jiang Wanwan had not sold her to a brothel before, she would not have had to suffer such a misfortune.

Lan'er hated Jiang Wanwan even more, and the only thing she wanted to do was to take revenge on her.

"Miss, I see that the young master doesn't seem to care about you. He is probably in a hurry to seek credit in front of the Third Prince first." Lan'er added fuel to the fire.

Jiang Wanwan turned to look at Lan'er, "What do you mean?"

"What could the princess want to talk to the Third Prince about? He must be talking about the princess' marriage." Lan'er said as if it was a matter of course. "If the princess marries the Third Prince, then the Third Prince will definitely ask the princess to hand over the position of the Duke of Zhenguo to you. You are so anxious to find the Third Prince, I'm afraid... you want to make this happen."

Lan'er is deliberately trying to sow discord between Jiang Wanwan and Jiang Siqi.

Jiang Wanwan finally figured out the key point here.

She immediately held Lan'er's hands anxiously, "Then tell me, what should I do?"

Lan'er blinked, "Girl, this is an eternal truth. We have to rely on children to tie His Highness down."

Jiang Wanwan subconsciously touched her belly.

"When the time comes, you will take the child to see His Majesty, the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother. Will they force you to abort the child? Definitely not." Lan'er asked herself and answered, "They will definitely force His Royal Highness the Third Prince to marry you."

Lan'er has made a very careful calculation.

She knew that once the news that Jiang Wanwan had lost her innocence before marriage spread, her reputation would definitely be ruined.

And... a woman like this who has an affair can only be a concubine. Even if it takes a lifetime, the Third Prince will never let such a person with a bad reputation sit on the position of wife.

On the surface, these words sounded good for Jiang Wanwan, so she didn't doubt them.

"But His Highness doesn't even want to sleep in my room now." Jiang Wanwan frowned, "I even swallowed my pride and tried to keep him here today, but he didn't stay."

"Miss, I have seen a kind of incense that is so fragrant when lit in the room that men cannot stop using it for a long time. If you need it, I can help you find it." Lan'er knew that kind of medicine was the most harmful to the body, but she didn't care about Jiang Wanwan's health.

She wished that Jiang Wanwan’s health would deteriorate and she would never be able to get out of bed again.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Wanwan's eyes lit up, "Go find it for me."

She pinched Lan'er's shoulder and said, "After all, you are a woman who has been to the entertainment industry. You really broadened my horizons. I will have to ask you more about sex in the future."

Lan'er's expression froze for a moment.

She could tell that Jiang Wanwan was not praising her, but humiliating her instead.

Humiliating her by saying that she had entertained guests in a brothel.

Lan'er controlled her facial expression very well. She said respectfully, "Lan'er is still counting on the girl to soar to the sky and take Lan'er to enjoy happiness."

Jiang Wanwan liked to hear Lan'er's compliments, and immediately smiled and said, "Okay, okay, if I become the Third Prince's consort in the future, I will definitely let you be the housekeeper in the mansion."

Lan'er rolled her eyes inwardly, "You are still an innocent young lady. You want to fool me with such a small pie? Can you be the consort of the Third Prince? According to the current poor situation of the Jiang family, I will definitely suffer if I enter the Third Prince's mansion. I will definitely save enough money and run away by then, rather than serve a cruel and ruthless fool like you who doesn't care about our old friendship."