Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 146 Canglan Ferry (16)

"Ah, a boy!" Xu's face immediately lit up with a smile, but then she seemed to remember something and secretly glanced at Yan Jinhe.

Seeing her displeasure, Madam Xu suppressed her smile.

She's going to be a grandmother!!!

If Jiang's wife can give birth to a son, this child will be the great-grandson of the Duke's mansion.

Although Jiang was a concubine and the child was an illegitimate son, no grandmother doesn't hope for many children and a large family.

Moreover, given how much the son dotes on Jiang, he must be looking forward to the arrival of this child.

In an instant, Xu's annoyance and impatience with Yan Zhen dissipated by more than half.

She quietly left the bamboo garden, called over the nanny, and whispered, "Bring the ginseng from my room later to nourish Jiang Shi."

After saying that, she hesitated for a moment, then added, "I'll bring it over after Jinhe leaves."

The old woman replied, "Yes."

Just as she finished speaking, footsteps came from outside. When Madam Xu turned around, she saw Pei Ji in his official robes.

Pei Ji had obviously rushed back after receiving the news. He didn't stop as he passed by Madam Xu, and after giving a perfunctory "Mother" he entered the Bamboo Garden.

Seeing his hurried and unfriendly expression, Madam Xu knew something was wrong and quickly followed him inside.

Pei Ji rushed to the bedside as soon as he entered the inner room. When he saw Yan Zhen's appearance, he frowned and asked anxiously while holding Yan Zhen's hand, "A Li, how are you? What happened?"

When Yan Zhen saw him return, she pouted, buried herself in his arms, and large tears fell down her cheeks as she tearfully recounted what had happened by the river.

“…That dress was sent by my sister, who said it was a gift for us to meet.” Yan Zhen cried bitterly. “She sent me a bright red dress, and I thought she wouldn’t mind me wearing it. Who would have thought she would use it as an excuse… Pei Lang, I almost lost our child.”

After hearing this, Pei Ji turned to look at Yan Jinhe, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

Yan Jinhe met his angry and reproachful gaze, her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately explained, "Husband, it's not what you think..."

“A-Li grew up in the mountains, she is simple-minded and doesn’t understand the rules of aristocratic families. How could you treat her like this!” Pei Ji interrupted her, saying coldly, “I never knew you were such a narrow-minded and jealous person. Madam, you have disappointed me greatly!”

Yan Jinhe: "..."

She felt as if she had been slapped in the face, and was filled with anger and grievance: "She fell down on her own, I didn't push her!"

Yan Zhen cried and said, "Sister, don't you feel guilty saying that? Second Aunt is watching."

Pei Ji looked at Madam Feng: "Second Aunt, did you see Madam push A-Li?"

Feng's eyes darted away, her voice barely a whisper: "I...I saw it..."

Pei Ji's face darkened.

Yan Jinhe retorted, "She was sticking needles into my hand, and I pushed her away because it hurt..."

"Needling?" Yan Zhen said, "In that case, show everyone your wound."

Yan Jinhe: "..."

"No wound? Sister, are you trying to shift the blame and make everyone think I'm the one being unreasonable?"

As Yan Zhen spoke, she clutched Pei Ji's sleeve and cried even more bitterly, "Pei Lang, it seems that the Duke's mansion cannot tolerate me. You should send me back to the mountains. The mountains are poor, but at least no one will harm me and the child there."

These words were practically accusing Yan Jinhe of having ulterior motives.

Yan Jinhe had never suffered such a loss in his life, and he was immediately furious.

"Miss Jiang, stop making baseless accusations. We both know perfectly well what really happened today!"

“Yes, we both know the truth.” Yan Zhen asked, “I don’t know the rules of the Duke’s mansion, I don’t know that concubines can’t wear bright red, and you don’t know either? You gave me a red dress as a greeting gift, but after I wore it, you let my second aunt scold me for disrespecting the mistress of the house, and even threatened to complain to the old lady. What are your true intentions? Are you really without a guilty conscience?”

Yan Jinhe: "..."

She stared intently at Yan Zhen, her face pale, unable to utter a word.

She underestimated her opponent; this woman is indeed not simple.

She was the one who delivered the clothes, and she did indeed intend to embarrass Yan Zhen.

This woman deftly deflected her attack, not only easily neutralizing it but also turning the tables on her by feigning a fall, putting her in the eye of the storm.

If word gets out about what happened today, I'm afraid everyone in the Duke's mansion will think she's jealous and can't tolerate her concubines.

Meeting Pei Ji's disappointed and unfamiliar gaze, Yan Jinhe felt as if she had thorns in her back.

“Madam, A-Li saved my life. If you can’t tolerate her, then you are going against me.” Pei Ji embraced Yan Zhen and said coldly to Yan Jinhe, “Fortunately, she and the child are alright today. But if there is a next time, don’t blame me for turning against you!”

Yan Jinhe: "..."

She was so angry that she trembled slightly. Ignoring her loss of composure, she turned and stormed off.

Madam Feng didn't fare well either; Pei Ji mocked her a few times, implying that she shouldn't meddle in other people's business.

She left the bamboo garden looking embarrassed and uneasy.

People left one after another, leaving only Yan Zhen and Pei Ji in the Bamboo Garden.

Yan Zhen immediately pushed Pei Ji away, wiped away her tears, got out of bed, and poured herself a glass of water.

She cried for a long time, and her throat was practically burning.

Pei Ji watched her change of expression as quickly as turning the pages of a book, and couldn't help but laugh and cry: "With your acting skills, you would be perfect for opera, and you would definitely become a famous actor."

“Likewise, you’re not bad either.” Yan Zhen mimicked his tone and expression perfectly, saying, “Madam, you’ve disappointed me greatly!”

Pei Ji was amused by her and said, "Now you've really broken ties with Yan Jinhe. You'd better be careful when I'm not in the manor. After all, she is Pei Wangzhou's legal wife, and that status alone will give her an edge over you."

“I know,” Yan Zhen sighed. “It’s you men who have multiple wives and concubines and are fickle in your affections, but in the end, it’s us women who are tearing each other apart. Not only can men stay out of it, but they can also decide who wins based on their mood and preferences. This world is really unfair!”

This was the first time Pei Ji had heard such an argument. He asked in bewilderment, "Since you know that women are not free to choose their own lives and you feel indignant on their behalf, why do you still hate Yan Jinhe?"

Of course, it's to complete the mission!

Yan Zhen couldn't explain this to Pei Ji, so he only said, "She was not free to do what she wanted, but that didn't stop her from doing bad things. Moreover, the source of my hatred for Yan Jinhe is dead, but my anger hasn't subsided. Yan Jinhe and Pei Wangzhou are both going to die."

Pei Ji: "..."

He really wanted to ask Yan Zhen what deep-seated hatred she had for Yan Jinhe. With her skills in making poisons and using medicine, it wouldn't be a problem for her to kill Yan Jinhe without anyone noticing.

But she didn't seem to want Yan Jinhe to die so easily; instead, she was slowly torturing her, enjoying the process of killing her and destroying her spirit.

But considering Yan Zhen's personality, even if he asked, she most likely wouldn't tell him.

After Yan Zhen finished drinking the water, he remembered something else and beckoned to Pei Ji with his finger.

Pei Ji leaned closer, and heard her ask with a smile, "Have you figured out how much wealth Pei Wangzhou has? Could you spare some money for me?"