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

Jiang Wanyue's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Is it true? Bring it to me and see it."

Xiuchun handed over the recipe.

Jiang Wanyue read it carefully word by word, and the more she read, the more her brows furrowed.

This secret recipe...seems to be real!

Jiang Wanyue had never learned medicine, but she had been often injured in her previous life. The Wei family refused to hire a doctor for her, so she could only secretly read medical books to identify medicinal materials and find ways to ask someone to buy them for her.

That's how I met the old woman who sold birth control pills.

Some of the medicines in this secret recipe are top-grade and expensive herbs that are hard to buy on the market. She doesn't understand their efficacy, and the rest are mostly related to promoting pregnancy.

Jiang Wanyue never thought that there really was such a thing as a secret recipe for having a baby in this world!

But she was still a little strange.

If there really is such a prescription, why don’t the imperial physicians and famous doctors know about it?

There were many married couples in Beijing who were unable to have children. They had been seeking medical treatment for many years but could not find a cure. Taking concubines was useless, and in the end they could only adopt children.

If we had this recipe, why would we need to go through so much trouble?

Jiang Wanyue held the prescription in her hand, puzzled.

Xiuchun was very excited and even called out her old name: "Miss, with this prescription, you can get pregnant soon! With a child, your position will be secure."

Jiang Wanyue pursed her lips.

"I don't want to have a baby so early. Besides, the authenticity of this prescription is unknown, so it's better not to touch it."

Xiuchun calmed down.

"What Auntie said is true. Why don't we wait and see. If Auntie Xie is pregnant, then this prescription should be true. We can use it then, okay?"

Jiang Wanyue neither nodded nor shook her head. She handed the prescription to her and asked her to keep it.

She still needs to think carefully about how to "use" this prescription.

Not long after, there was a noise outside and Prince Jing arrived.

Jiang Wanyue subconsciously touched her face and headdress, then stood up and went out to greet him.

When Prince Jing stepped into the courtyard, he saw Jiang Wanyue standing under the eaves.

The same pink dress she was wearing when I first met her.

But Jiang Wanyue at that time looked pale, delicate and pitiful, and so frail that people felt pity for her at first sight.

But the Jiang Wanyue in front of him had a pink and fair complexion, with a bright smile on her face.

When she saw him, her bright eyes suddenly lit up and burst into brilliant light.

"The prince is here."

Jiang Wanyue lifted her skirt and walked quickly to Prince Jing, then turned around lightly.

"My Lord, does it look good?"

There was surprise in Prince Jing's eyes.

Jiang Wanyue is beautiful.

He always knew.

But before this, Jiang Wanyue had always been well-behaved and well-educated, well, except in bed.

At this moment, she was so lively, pretty, light and agile, like a fluttering butterfly, which made him subconsciously want to reach out and grab her.

Prince Jing really did that.

He put his arm around Jiang Wanyue's waist and moved towards her.

Jiang Wanyue pressed against his chest.

"My Lord, he's still outside!"

Jiang Wanyue pouted and punched his chest lightly with her fist.

To Prince Jing, this was like tickling.

"This is what you got from me."

He leaned over to whisper in her ear, suddenly bent down, picked her up horizontally, and strode into the house.

Jiang Wanyue screamed and subconsciously hugged Prince Jing's neck with her hands.

The maid at the door reacted quickly and opened the door as wide as possible. After the two masters entered, she quickly closed the door.

Rong An walked in with a stern face, waved his hand at the maids, asked them to stay away, and stood at the door like a door god.

I hope the prince can be quick tonight.

In this weather, it might snow tonight.

My old bones can’t take it!

Rong An still underestimated his master's ability.

This time, Prince Jing tossed and turned the whole night and fell asleep only when it was almost dawn.

And in the middle of the night, it really started snowing.

By daybreak, a thin layer of first snow had accumulated on the ground.

Rong An couldn't hold out for the whole night. When it started snowing, Xiu Chunsan invited him to the next room to rest and warm himself by the fire.

Jiang Wanyue slept soundly.

When she woke up half-consciously, she looked out the grey window and for a moment she didn't know what year it was.

She sat up, covering her head; the quilt slipped off, revealing her smooth shoulder blades.

But she didn't feel cold.

When I turned around, I saw the charcoal stove.

"Why are you burning charcoal during the day?"

Xiuchun heard the noise and walked in from outside.

"Auntie, it's almost evening."

Jiang Wanyue was shocked.

"I slept all day? Where's the prince? Where's the greeting? What's the reaction from the princess?"

Xiuchun took the clothes and helped her put them on, answering each question with a smile.

"The prince left at noon. When he left, he told the servants not to wake you up and told you to continue sleeping. The prince also sent someone to tell the princess that you were not feeling well and that you should not be asked to pay respects today. The princess was not angry, but Aunt Xie said a lot of bad things, but was stopped by the princess."

Jiang Wanyue lifted the quilt, put on her skirt, and rubbed her legs.

"This is really... I won't do this again."

She should have known!

Prince Jing’s fighting ability is so strong that he cannot be provoked.

Clearly, both of them contributed last night, so how come Prince Jing recovered so quickly?

Jiang Wanyue felt that she was still sore and tired all over, and she estimated that she would need to rest for several days before she could recover.

She dragged her heavy legs to the couch and sat down, and refused to move.

Xiuchun coaxed her to wash her face and asked someone to bring some porridge.

"The kitchen just sent me some bird's nest porridge. The chef knows you haven't eaten all day, so drink this to ease your stomach. If you want to eat anything else, the chef said just tell me."

Jiang Wanyue drank the porridge, ordered a few light dishes, and then slumped on the pillow as if she had no bones.

Seeing her like this, Xiuchun felt both happy and distressed.

After sitting for a while, footsteps were suddenly heard outside.

I thought it was the meal that was delivered, but unexpectedly, it was Rong An who came.

Rong An stood outside the door and shouted loudly.

"Aunt Jiang, the prince has asked me to bring you something."

"Eunuch Rong, come in!"

Jiang Wanyue sat up straight and looked at Rong An as he entered the room with dignity and propriety.

There were two maids following behind him.

The two old women each held a lacquer box in their hands.

Rong An bowed and smiled.

"The prince got two boxes of pearls and asked me to bring them to you. Aunt, would you like to take a look?"

As he said this, he waved his hand and the two old women opened the lacquer box.

A cry of surprise.

It's Xiuchun's.

The two lacquer boxes were ten inches wide and filled with pearls!

These pearls were very large and came in a variety of colors, including the common milky white and pink, as well as golden and black-purple. Not to mention the shops outside, even in the Jiang family, I had never seen such a variety of pearls.

There was surprise in Jiang Wanyue's eyes.

This colorful pearl is much larger than ordinary pearls, and the color is also different, like a sea pearl.

Sea pearls are not easy to come by, especially in such large quantities.

Could it be that Prince Jing's power has spread to the sea?