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

In the entire palace, Jiang Wanyue was the calmest.

But being calm in the heart is one thing, but she still has to pretend to be calm on the surface, otherwise Prince Jing will doubt her feelings.

So, Prince Jing came to Wutong Courtyard at night, but was turned away for the first time.

Prince Jing knocked on the door and called for help, but there was no response from inside the house.

He looked at the paper-cut of a magpie welcoming the door pasted on the door and couldn't help laughing.

Rong An huddled aside, trying to minimize his presence, but his heart was in knots.

This Aunt Jiang is so bold!

He secretly prayed that the prince would not get too angry, otherwise everyone around him would be in trouble.

Just as he was thinking about it, Prince Jing suddenly turned around.

"Let's go!"

Rong An stared.

Leaving now?

He hurried to catch up.

Prince Jing returned to the front yard, but did not go to the study, but to the warehouse.

The storehouse in the palace is very large and contains all kinds of rare treasures.

Prince Jing walked around, picked out a few things, and told Rong An, "Send them to Wutong Courtyard."

Rong An looked at the treasures that Prince Jing pointed out. They were all rewards given by the emperor during the New Year. There was a pipa carved from ivory, a landscape table screen carved from a whole piece of jade, and a bright and rich red coral.

Even the princess doesn't have many of these top-quality treasures.

Rong An called a few servants and asked them to be extra careful as they carried the three treasures out and sent them to the Wutong Courtyard.

The servants acted quickly and delivered it soon.

But after a while, they were all carried back to their original state.

"Madam Jiang said that these things are too valuable and she dare not accept them. Please take them back, Your Majesty."

Prince Jing raised his eyebrows.

"Did she tell you that herself?"

The servants all shook their heads and said, "It was Xiuchun, who was beside Concubine Jiang, who spread the word."

Prince Jing touched his chin.

"If she doesn't like it, then choose something else."

He remembered that Jiang Wanyue liked pearls, so he asked someone to get some pearl jewelry from the warehouse and sent it to her the next day.

But Jiang Wanyue still confiscated it.

In the afternoon, Prince Jing chose something else to send.

Jiang Wanyue still retreated.

This has happened three times. Not only the servants who were moving things, even Xiuchun and the others were worried and took turns to persuade Jiang Wanyue.

Jiang Wanyue didn't listen to a word.

She wanted to test Prince Jing's patience and bottom line.

Prince Jing's patience lasted much longer than she expected.

After that, he would select a few gifts and send them to Wutong Courtyard every day, including rare treasures, clothes and jewelry, antique calligraphy and paintings, and once he even sent a talking parrot.

Everyone in the palace knew about this incident.

Everyone said that Jiang Wanyue was arrogant because of her favor and would definitely be disliked by the prince and fall out of favor.

Even Lu Qingshuang couldn't understand Jiang Wanyue's thoughts.

Even if she was going to be a little bit irritable, it would only last for a day or two, so why did it never end? Was she really not worried about losing favor?

On the seventh day, Prince Jing sent over a newly acquired painting.

This time Jiang Wanyue did not refuse.

She also returned a painting to Prince Jing.

The servant ran quickly with the scroll and brought it to Prince Jing.

Prince Jing was curious and opened the painting.

Then, his eyes lit up.

This painting depicts him.

Jiang Wanyue's painting skills are not as good as those of famous artists, but they are also above average. The Prince Jing in the painting is dressed in military uniform and looks very imposing.

There are words written on it.

Hero picture.

Prince Jing burst into laughter.

I felt so comfortable and happy in my heart.

Without waiting for dark, Prince Jing set foot in the Wutong Courtyard again.

This time, the door was wide open and Prince Jing walked straight in.

Inside the room, Jiang Wanyue was bending over the table, drawing something intently.

Prince Jing walked over and looked down. It was a picture of babies playing.

After the last stroke was completed, Jiang Wanyue put down her paintbrush, raised her head, and smiled naturally at Prince Jing.

"The prince is here?"

There was no trace of resentment or anger on her face. She looked calm and smiling, just like usual.

Prince Jing's gaze lingered on her face for a while before he spoke.

"Have you been painting these days?"

Jiang Wanyue nodded, walked around the table to Prince Jing, and took his arm affectionately.

"Your Highness, have you received the painting I made? Do you like it?"

Prince Jing's eyebrows curved with laughter.

"Not bad, it still captures 10% of my aura."

"Your Highness' birthday will be in a few days. This painting will be my birthday gift to you, okay?"

Jiang Wanyue leaned half of her body against him, with her head slightly raised, her eyes as bright as clouds.

Prince Jing pinched the tip of her nose.

"Don't think I'll forgive you for this. You left me alone for so many days, you deserve to be punished."

As he spoke, he reached out and patted Jiang Wanyue on the buttocks, then reached out with both hands and picked up Jiang Wanyue sideways.

Jiang Wanyue exclaimed.

"My Lord, don't!"

She placed her hands on Prince Jing's chest, her face shy and timid, and spoke in a low voice.

"I seem to be pregnant."

The moment Prince Jing heard this, he was stunned.

He reacted quickly, surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Really? You're pregnant?"

Jiang Wanyue nodded.

Prince Jing was truly ecstatic this time. He held her in his arms and spun around, his laughter almost blowing the roof off the house.

After a moment, he came to his senses and carefully carried Jiang Wanyue to the couch and sat down.

"Are you feeling unwell? You should ask Dr. Zeng to come over and take a look! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Prince Jing was a little excited and kept talking.

Apart from Luo Qingqing who planned her pregnancy, the last time there was good news in the mansion was when Luo Yudian was pregnant three years ago.

No children have been born in the palace in the past three years. How could Prince Jing not be excited when he suddenly heard this good news?

All men hope to have as many children as possible, and Prince Jing is no exception.

"It would be best if it's a son. That way, I can shut up my father and stop him from sending me any more beauties. A daughter would also be good. If it's someone like you, she will definitely be smart and clever."

Jiang Wanyue smiled and said nothing.

When her period didn't come, she knew she might be pregnant.

But he was still not sure at that time, so he waited for another ten days and let Aunt Sun take his pulse before telling him the truth.

In order to impress Prince Jing, he deliberately "acted" like this.

Now it seems that the effect is still very good.

Prince Jing was extremely happy.

Then, Prince Jing sent someone to invite Doctor Zeng over.

Doctor Zeng carefully felt Jiang Wanyue's pulse and nodded.

"It is indeed a pregnancy pulse. It has been about a month, and the fetus is relatively stable."

Prince Jing asked him, "Don't you need to prescribe pregnancy-maintaining medicine?"

Prince Jing was obviously worried that Jiang Wanyue’s previous poisoning would affect the child.

But Jiang Wanyue knew her condition. She pretended to be in great pain, but in fact she was not seriously poisoned. She was given acupuncture by Doctor Zeng for several days and had recovered long ago.

Not to mention that he drank nourishing soup and medicinal food every day, and the lost blood was replenished long ago.

Doctor Zeng glanced at her, stroked his beard, looked solemn, and did not speak for a long time.

This made Jiang Wanyue nervous.

After a long while, Doctor Zeng finally spoke.

"Medicine is poisonous to some extent. If it is not necessary, it is better not to take medicine. Aunt Jiang has a good physical foundation. If she pays more attention to her diet and exercises regularly, she will be fine. Your Majesty can rest assured."

After hearing his words, Prince Jing finally felt relieved.

Jiang Wanyue also breathed a sigh of relief.