Xie Jiayan was just a concubine from a seventh-rank petty official family. Thanks to her aunt who was very good at maneuvering, she became the second son of Duke Ningguo.
But who would have known that the frail second young master was actually incompetent, and he developed many heart problems because of this, and he liked to torture the people in the room for fun.
The girl, who is as beautiful as a begonia flower, has only been married for a month, and she is so beautiful that she can't even find a piece of good flesh.
What's even more disgusting is that in order to protect the family property, her mother-in-law insisted that she continue the incense for the second bedroom. At night, she actually called her natal nephew to unlock the door of her boudoir.
Xie Jiayan was so frightened that he had to hide in the village. Today, she is no longer the innocent and ignorant little girl she was back then. Only by giving birth to a boy can her mother-in-law let her go. Xie Jiayan's clear almond eyes turned and she actually stared at the gentle and jade-like teacher in the village.
It was seduction at first, but he drugged her when she was not moved. The cold and aloof gentleman, from stern refusal to knowing the taste after eating the essence, ended up being a fake couple with her in this wild village for three months.
Three months later, Xie Jiayan caressed her unswelled belly, left an unfeeling letter, and ordered someone to drive back home under the cover of night.
She couldn't wait to see the expressions on the mother and son's faces when they knew they had eaten a fly but had to laugh and swallow it down.
Unexpectedly, the poor scholar with no strength would dare to find Ning Guofu.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Xie Jiayan quietly came to the corner door with his skirt in hand. With a pink face and frosty face, he scolded in a cold voice: "What are you doing here? Didn't I give you a hundred taels of gold? Get lost and never come to me again."
The scholar lowered his eyes: "Do I agree?"
Xie Jiayan choked, and Qing Lingling's big eyes were instantly filled with tears. She stroked her belly and said softly: "Then do you want to attract criticism and make others say that I am carrying a bastard with an unknown father..."
The scholar's heart softened, he stepped forward and put his arms around her waist, comforting her softly: "Don't be afraid, my prince, who dares to call him a bastard?"
Xie Jiayan:!
Intention: Love life, love yourself, and never give up at any time.