The passers-by are vicious

Numbness surged throughout her body, and Jiang Wanwan began to moan charmingly.

Her long, thick eyelashes trembled, her little face blushed as she tilted her head back, and a flash of ambition flashed in her eyes.

From that day on, Jiang Wanwan often met with Rong Cheng under the pretext of delivering snacks.

Jiang Wanwan was grinding ink in the study room when Rong Cheng suddenly hugged her from behind.

Jiang Wanwan's unexpected "hum" made Rong Cheng's bones go soft.

Rong Cheng held her and sat her on his lap, untying her belt with one hand... He couldn't control himself after just a taste of lust.

Jiang Wanwan also felt hot all over, she turned her head and leaned against Rong Cheng.

No matter how Rong Cheng looked at Jiang Wanwan, he felt his heart was moved. The inkstone was knocked to the ground, and the pens fell all over the floor.

Rong Cheng has always been self-sustaining and calm, but when he meets Jiang Wanwan, he becomes like a young boy.

Because Jiang Wanwan was simply irresistible to him.

After the matter was over, Jiang Wanwan pretended to be scared and said, "My Lord, please don't make announcements like this in broad daylight anymore. If this unnamed and unreputable thing gets out, I'm afraid my wife won't forgive me."

Although she climbed into Rongcheng's bed, Rongcheng never intended to make her his concubine.

Rong Cheng thought she was just scared, and kissed her to comfort her: "Don't worry, I've closed the doors and windows, and told the servants to guard them."

Seeing that he didn't understand what she meant, Jiang Wanwan pushed him away.

There were still red marks of pleasure on her neck, and her rosy face was filled with sadness.

Tears welled up in her eyes immediately. She thought that she and him... would no longer have to serve others, but she didn't expect that Rong Cheng had not mentioned giving her a status for such a long time.

Thinking of this, tears fell like beads: "When will you give me a legitimate status? Are you going to keep doing this secretly?"

Jiang Wanwan turned sideways, wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and wept with her head down.

Rong Cheng was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and quickly wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "Stop crying, okay? It's my fault, don't bother with me."

But Jiang Wanwan did not stop. Instead, she let him wipe her tears while observing Rong Cheng's expression.

Seeing that he was not impatient, she stopped sobbing, and said with a sad face: "I know that I am of humble status and not even qualified to be your concubine, but Madam is really strict. I am afraid that if I am discovered, I will die without a name or status..."

"do not talk like that."

Rong Cheng interrupted her with a look of heartache in his eyes: "Don't belittle yourself like this, I don't like it. In my heart, you are the best."

How could Rong Cheng, who had seen so much intrigue in the court, not be able to detect her little actions and thoughts?

But as long as she doesn't cry, I don't care about anything else.

Holding her in his arms, Rong Cheng coaxed her softly: "Don't worry, when I have settled everything, I will marry you as my stepmother and make you the legitimate wife of the prime minister."

Jiang Wanwan then smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Really."

"My word is as good as gold." Rong Cheng looked serious, and his handsome face looked at her with determination.

Jiang Wanwan burst into laughter and pretended to be moved as she threw herself into Rong Cheng's arms, "Prime Minister, you are the only one who does not despise my status and treats me sincerely."

"I will always treat you sincerely like this." Rong Cheng promised while touching Jiang Wanwan's hair.

As Jiang Wanwan threw herself into Rong Cheng's arms, there was no sadness or tears on her face. Instead, she looked proud.

Mrs. Rong had always wanted the heart of her husband, and she got it with just a little trickery. It seemed that it was not difficult.

But now she can't be careless, and she has to coax Rong Cheng. Only when she truly becomes the prime minister's wife can she feel at ease.

After all, men's words are the least trustworthy.

Rong Cheng may really like her now, but how long can his sincerity last? Only what you get is real.

Then she thought to herself that she had been coming to the study too often recently. Thinking of the scene she saw that day, fear flashed in Jiang Wanwan's eyes.

.........

Jiang Wanwan was carrying a plate and walked to the pavilion when she was suddenly stopped by a maid. It was Nanny Gu who served Madam Rong, and there were several maids following behind her.

"Madam has something to ask you. Please come with us."

Nanny Gu relied on her status as Madam Rong's personal nanny to bully others and always looked down on the maids, always thinking that they were potential threats.

The beautiful maidservants in particular were regarded as thorns in their eyes, and they looked down upon Jiang Wanwan with contempt.

Jiang Wanwan was frightened by this scene. She was surrounded by maids and followed them to the Suiyu Courtyard where Madam Rong lived.

Jiang Wanwan was pushed into the courtyard by the maid and found that she was not the only one who was called.

There was also a beautiful maid kneeling on the ground, while Madam Rong was holding a steaming teacup and slowly stirring the tea with the tea lid back and forth.

When he saw Jiang Wanwan entering the courtyard, he stopped what he was doing and asked discontentedly, "You are Jiang Wanwan who often brings snacks to the Prime Minister."

Jiang Wanwan quickly knelt on the ground, lowered her head and trembled timidly: "Madam, I am Jiang Wanwan."

"Lift your head and let me see."

Jiang Wanwan didn't dare to disobey and could only look up timidly.

When she saw her pretty face, Mrs. Rong's whole pretty face was distorted.

Jiang Wanwan also saw Madam Rong's appearance for the first time. She was wearing an elegant brocade dress and a golden hairpin on her head, looking very noble.

Her face is pretty, but she seems much older than Rong Cheng.

Although he was well maintained, he looked to be in his forties, and the look he gave Jiang Wanwan was even more fierce.

It also reminds me of the gossip that is circulating.

Jiang Wanwan lowered her head even lower, and her whole body began to tremble.

Mrs. Rong, who was sitting above, sneered, "What a good-looking face."

Jiang Wanwan fell to the ground in fear, her voice trembling, "I followed the old lady's instructions to deliver snacks to the Prime Minister. I dare not have any other thoughts."

"You don't have it or you don't dare." Mrs. Rong put down the teacup, smiling but with murderous intent in her eyes.

Jiang Wanwan didn't dare to answer and could only shake her head desperately.

She had witnessed the bloody scene of Madam Rong punishing her maid, so she was terrified.

The more Madam Rong looked at Jiang Wanwan's face, the more she hated her. She stopped looking at her and ordered the maid beside her, "Drag her away."

Jiang Wanwan didn't dare to say a word and could only lie on the ground, trembling. She hated her lowly status, but she also knew that she couldn't escape her fate today.

Just when Jiang Wanwan was about to stand up and resist, she heard crying and shouting beside her.

"Madam, this slave girl really didn't do anything. Please spare my life, Madam."

It was the pretty maid kneeling beside. She was called into the yard earlier than Jiang Wanwan, and was grabbed by the maid and was about to be dragged out of the yard.

Knowing that Madam Rong did not intend to deal with her first, Jiang Wanwan felt slightly relieved.

But at the same time, she felt sad because she knew it would be her turn soon.

"You bitch, you still dare to say you didn't do anything. Someone has already seen you talking to the Prime Minister. You are trying to seduce him."