After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

She was secretly happy in her heart: Be angry, be furious, the prince is my man, how dare you covet him?

"What's wrong with you, Sister Pingfei? I mean well, so why do you have to keep me at a distance?" Anman said with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Xie Mishuang looked at her coldly without saying a word.

Seeing that she was unmoved, An Man's face darkened and he immediately ordered the guards behind him: "Princess Ping is mentally ill. Hold her down and let the old doctor take her pulse!"

Seeing this, Qing He quickly stood in front of Xie Mi Shuang and shouted angrily, "Let's see who dares! You are not allowed to come near my queen!"

"You bold bitch, how dare you stop me! Someone, pull this bitch away from me!" Anman shouted sternly.

The guards behind Anman hesitated.

The Crown Prince and Concubine Ping used to have a good relationship, and Concubine Ping and Miss Qinghe had always taken good care of them. But last night, I heard that the Crown Prince had stayed in the new Crown Princess's room. Perhaps the Crown Prince really has grown tired of the old and loves the new...

The guards thought so, but for the sake of their own future, they still stepped forward and forcibly pulled Qinghe away.

"Qinghe!" Xie Mishuang exclaimed and wanted to move forward, but was held down firmly by two guards and could not move.

"Empress!" Qinghe struggled, but to no avail.

Anman watched all this with pride, his heart filled with joy.

She walked up to Xie Mishuang, looked down at her, and said with contempt: "Sister Ping Fei, you'd better cooperate obediently, so as not to suffer physical pain."

Xie Mishuang was held down by the guards, with his wrists exposed.

Xie Mi's wrists were roughly clamped by two guards, revealing a slender white wrist that looked like a willow branch that would break at a touch.

Her face turned pale, but her eyes were as cold as ice. She looked straight at Anman without any fear.

The old doctor hurried forward and tremblingly stretched out two fingers to place on Xie Mishuang's pulse.

While taking the patient's pulse, beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead and his expression became more and more surprised.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and stammered, "Congratulations, Concubine Ping, you...you are...pregnant!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the yard suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Xie Mishuang.

Xie Mishuang frowned slightly, she had known Anman's intention for a long time.

It was one thing for her to say that she was pregnant, but it was another thing to be forced to find out.

Aman wants to make a big fuss about this matter!

"I am indeed pregnant, and I've known about it for a long time." Xie Mishuang said calmly, as if she was talking about something insignificant. "I wonder what the Crown Princess wants to do by making such a big fuss?"

The smug look on Anman's face froze instantly. She didn't expect Xie Mishuang to admit it so frankly.

She was stunned for a moment, then her eyes rolled and a plan came to her mind.

"I saw you alone with a stranger last night," Anman said sharply, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "Could it be that the child in your belly is from another man? Concubine Ping, you are so bold that you openly cuckolded the Crown Prince!"

When these words were spoken, all the guards, including the old doctor, were shocked.

Concubine Ping is such a good person on weekdays, but she actually cheated on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

This is simply a fantasy!

Upon hearing this, Qing He was immediately enraged. She violently broke free from the guards' grip and pointed at An Man, angrily shouting, "Nonsense! This child is the Crown Prince's. My queen is innocent!"

"Pa!" A crisp slap sounded.

Amber, the maid beside Anman, stepped forward and slapped Qinghe hard.

"How dare you argue with the Crown Princess? You slut are becoming more and more unruly!" Amber scolded harshly.

Qinghe covered her swollen cheek with her hands, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to bow her head.

"Yeah, this girl is really noisy, lock her up." Anman waved his hand impatiently.

"Stop!" Xie Mishuang shouted sternly, "Qinghe, don't move!"

An Man smiled contemptuously: "This princess wants to discipline you. If the master does something wrong, the maid can't escape the blame. Besides, you can't even protect yourself, and you're still thinking about others?"

Xie Mishuang looked at her coldly and said word by word: "The innocent will be cleared."

"What a shrewd example!" An Man sneered, "Come here, bring Concubine Ping to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and let His Royal Highness deal with her personally!"

Xie Mishuang was escorted by two guards, while Qinghe was grabbed by the arm by Amber and dragged along the way, looking very miserable.

The two were quickly brought to the prince's study.

Ouyang Jing had just come out of the study when he saw this tense scene. He couldn't help but frown, and a feeling of irritation surged in his heart.

It never ends. Too many women means trouble!

He glanced at Xie Mishuang casually and saw that she was pale, thin, and the dark circles under her eyes were particularly obvious.

"Didn't you get enough rest last night?" Ouyang Jing's tone was flat, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

When Xie Mishuang heard this, he felt an inexplicable sense of grievance and anger in his heart.

She tried hard to hold back her tears, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Your Highness, you had a good rest."

Ouyang Jing frowned even more tightly: "I did have a good rest. What are you doing?"

Seeing this, Anman immediately stepped forward and said delicately, "Your Highness, I discovered a big secret today."

Ouyang Jing asked impatiently: "What secret?"

An Man pretended to be mysterious and paused for a moment before raising her voice and saying, "Princess Ping... is pregnant!"

Ouyang Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at Xie Mishuang: "Do you know this yourself?"

Xie Mishuang replied calmly: "I know."

"Whose?" Ouyang Jing's tone suddenly turned cold, and he stared at Xie Mishuang with sharp eyes.

Xie Mishuang met his gaze without dodging it, and asked, "Who do you think it belongs to, Your Highness?"

Ouyang Jing narrowed his eyes dangerously, took a step closer, and spoke in a low, oppressive tone: "I'm asking you, whose is it?"

Seeing this, Qinghe wanted to explain, but Amber quickly covered her mouth, so she could only make a "wuwu" sound.

Xie Mi's eyes were red as she tried hard to hold back her tears. Just as she was about to speak, An Man beat her to the punch.

"Who else could it be?" An Man said sharply, with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "It must be that man from last night! Prince, such a fickle woman is not worthy of staying in the Prince's Mansion!"

Without waiting for Xie Mishuang to speak, Ouyang Jing said coldly, "That's right. Anyway, I have no intention of marrying you. Since you already have a lover, I will let you go. Li Zhong, go get the pen and ink."

Li Zhong stood aside and watched all this, feeling extremely anxious.

He knew Xie Mishuang's character and knew he would never do such a thing.

He hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and advised, "Your Highness, please think twice!"