They are all concubines, so of course they choose the future emperor.

In the study room in the front yard of Prince Jing's mansion, smoke was curling up from a three-legged copper stove, and the room was filled with the fragrance of orchids mixed with a charming scent.

"My Lord, I can't bear it any longer."

A woman's gentle voice was heard from behind the lacquer and gold-carved screen.

Her voice was as gentle as the song of an oriole, yet it was also faintly suppressed and forbearing, as if she was enduring unspeakable pain.

The man seemed not to hear and did not stop.

The woman's voice gradually turned into one of pain.

"My Lord...My Lord...please...ah!"

Suddenly, accompanied by a scream, the books and inkstones on the table fell to the ground with a crash.

Rong An, the personal eunuch who was guarding outside the room, jumped up with a start and asked hurriedly.

"My Lord, are you okay?"

There was silence in the room for a while, and after a while, a man's low voice was heard.

"nothing."

When Rong An heard the sound, he knew that the work inside was over. He waved to the servants in the distance and asked them to prepare hot water. He waited to be called from inside.

Soon, the sound was heard in the room again.

"Come in."

Rong An bent his waist, lowered his head, looked at his toes, and walked in with small steps.

The house was in a mess.

The incense in the incense burner seemed to be almost burned out. There was not much smoke, only a hint of fragrance remained in the air; the screen was half tilted, and two figures could be vaguely seen inside.

Sitting on the wide chair was the master of this mansion, Prince Jing.

At this time, a woman was squatting at Prince Jing's feet, picking up something.

Her hair was disheveled and she was wearing only a thin pink gauze, which couldn't even cover the bruises on her body.

Rong An only dared to glance at it with the corner of his eyes and then immediately retracted his gaze, his eyes on the nose and his nose on the heart.

"My Lord, would you like me to call someone in to clean up?"

Prince Jing sat with his horse and sword in his arms and waved his hand casually.

Rong An immediately went out to call for help.

Prince Jing's clothes were thrown on hastily, with the collar open, revealing his strong and hard chest.

His skin was not the popular white and pink one. Due to years of fighting at the frontier, his skin color was dark, his facial features were rough, and his thick eyebrows were as wild and unruly as weeds.

He also doesn't care about etiquette, and is sloppy and casual.

His eyes were fixed on the woman at his feet, full of aggression, as if he would tear her apart and eat her at any time.

The messy thick eyebrows are as sharp as a knife, and the desire in the deep eyes has not completely faded away.

"What's your name?"

The squatting woman paused for a moment, then gathered the scattered jewelry in her hands and spoke softly.

"Your servant Jiang Wanyue."

"ginger?"

Prince Jing raised his eyebrows.

"Is it the Jiang family that was exiled by our father two months ago?"

Jiang Wanyue didn't dare to look up, and replied softly, "Yes."

She did not deny it. Prince Jing's eyes showed interest and he raised his hand to touch the stubble on his chin.

"Old man Jiang is full of benevolence and morality, but he is very stubborn. If he knew that his granddaughter was given to me as an object, and that she was so humble to please me, and let me do whatever I want, I wonder how he would feel?"

Jiang Wanyue then raised her head.

Her pair of frowned eyebrows slightly frowned, which added a bit of worry and weakness to her expression, but there was a hint of stubbornness on her pretty face, which was as white as jade.

"I am no longer Miss Jiang. Your Majesty, have you forgotten? I am your maid."

"When the Gu'an Marquis's Mansion sent you here, they didn't say you were a daughter of the Jiang family."

Prince Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Wanyue remained calm.

"What does it matter? Whether I am a daughter of the Jiang family or not is irrelevant to the prince. Could it be that the prince is afraid of the Jiang family who have been exiled?"

Prince Jing didn't expect her to say that and burst into laughter.

"Even if your grandfather is still a third-rank imperial censor, I will not be afraid of him!"

Jiang Wanyue lowered her head again.

"Yes, my grandfather was stubborn and insisted on going against the prince, which led to this. I tried to persuade him, but unfortunately he didn't listen. The prince is a noble and talented person, so these small setbacks will not defeat him. I am lucky to be able to serve the prince. I don't ask for anything else, just to be able to follow the prince and have a place to stay."

Prince Jing is conceited and never takes women seriously. At this moment, he certainly does not think that Jiang Wanyue poses any threat to him.

Moreover, he could see that Jiang Wanyue was not here for revenge.

Prince Jing, who has fought on the battlefield for many years, is particularly sensitive to hostility and he will not make a mistake.

Prince Jing leaned over and lifted Jiang Wanyue's chin with his hand.

"You really served well."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."

Jiang Wanyue lowered her eyes and did not look directly at Prince Jing.

She had been in Prince Jing's mansion for seven days. During these seven days, Prince Jing had been dragging her to hang out in the study, but she had never shown any resentment, nor had she ever taken advantage of his favor to become arrogant. She had always been humble and docile.

Prince Jing really admires such a woman who knows her limits.

He let go.

"In that case, stay! I'll ask the princess to arrange a place for you to stay in the backyard tomorrow."

This is considered as officially accepting her.

Jiang Wanyue bowed down.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Her voice trembled slightly, revealing her excitement at the moment.

at last!

These two months were not wasted.

She finally became Prince Jing's concubine.

When Jiang Wanyue thought about her past life, she felt complicated and clenched her fists.

The Jiang family angered the emperor and was sentenced to exile. Unless there was a general amnesty, there would be no chance for them to return to the capital.

A general amnesty is only granted when a new emperor ascends the throne.

Only by getting together with Prince Jing, the future emperor, can he save his family and change his destiny.

Rong An's voice urging his servants was heard outside.

The servants brought in hot water and Prince Jing went to take a bath. Jiang Wanyue collected her thoughts, put on her coat and walked out of the study.

She is still a maid and has no right to stay here.

However, Rong An obviously heard what Prince Jing said and bowed to Jiang Wanyue.

"Miss Jiang, is there anything you need? Shall I send someone to take you back?"

Jiang Wanyue pulled her outer garment closer and smiled at him.

"No need, it's just a few steps away. However, I do have something to trouble you, Eunuch Rong. I used to have a maid, but after the Jiang family got into trouble, she was sold to the home of Lord Dong, the Minister of Justice. I wonder if you could help me buy her back?"

Rong An rolled his eyes.

The prince was obviously very satisfied with Miss Jiang, and favored her for seven consecutive days, which was unprecedented! The assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice had little contact with the prince, but he was just an assistant minister, so it was not a big deal for him to ask for a maid.

So Rong An bowed again.

"Don't worry, young lady. I'll send someone to do it right away."

Jiang Wanyue knelt down towards Rong An.

"Thank you, father-in-law."

Rong An didn't dare to accept her gift and quickly turned away.

"It can't be done."

Jiang Wanyue thanked him again and again, and then left the study room as Rong An watched her go.

She now lives in the servants' room in the front yard, not far from the study.

It was already midnight, and the road was quiet and deserted.

Jiang Wanyue returned to her room in the dark and was about to light a candle when a faint voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"I didn't expect you to catch the eye of Prince Jing so quickly, Jiang Wanyue. You are so capable! You just abandoned your fiancé and climbed into Prince Jing's bed the next moment. I thought the granddaughter of Censor Jiang was pure and proud! It turns out she is so lowly."