The pregnant woman pressed down on the wife, and the cousin collapsed into the prince's arms.

Shen Yunshuang smiled gently: "If Your Highness likes it, that's good."

At this moment, Lü Rui brought out the ginseng nourishing pills she always kept on hand and helped Shen Yun Shuang take them. It was the first time Pei Jing Nian had seen her take medicine, and he immediately frowned and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Shen Yunshuang swallowed the pill, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "Young Master, there is no need to worry. I am naturally weak, and I have always carried medicine with me since I was a child. This is a pill I take to regulate my body, and I take one every day."

Pei Jingnian was young and strong, and rarely fell ill. He had no idea how difficult it was for a beautiful woman like his cousin. Now, looking at Shen Yunshuang's fair face and hearing her words, and remembering how she had been accompanied by medicine since childhood, he felt even more sorry for her. He held her hand and earnestly instructed her, "Medicinal supplements are ultimately not as good as dietary supplements. Have the family physician come and examine your pulse later, and adjust your dietary therapy prescription. Use it every day, and your body will get better."

Chun Tao had been serving her the whole time, and heard every word she heard. She then found an opportunity to return to Jinlan Courtyard to report back.

Su Wanrou initially sent Chuntao and Qiushi to Ningxiang Pavilion to gather information, but now, through Chuntao's words, she heard how loving Shen Yunshuang and Pei Jingnian were, how they enjoyed each other's company, composing poems and laughing together, and how Pei Jingnian was so attentive and caring. She felt like she wanted to spit out blood.

Seeing Su Wanrou's face growing increasingly pale, and Chun Tao still chattering on and on, Madam Zhou cleared her throat, coughed twice, and interrupted, "Stop talking nonsense. Is there anything important concerning Consort Shen?"

Chun Tao's mouth was dry from talking. Seeing how much Pei Jingnian doted on his concubine, she was naturally filled with jealousy and wanted to tell the Crown Princess to teach the concubine a lesson. That's why she was so engrossed in talking.

But now that she was interrupted, she looked up and saw that the Crown Princess's face was extremely ugly. She couldn't help but feel scared, afraid that the Crown Princess would take her anger out on her. So she quickly told her about Shen Yunshuang's daily medication: "Although Consort Shen looks no different from an ordinary person now, she has to take pills every day. According to her, it's because she is weak and has been taking them since she was a child."

Upon hearing this, Madam Zhou's eyes flashed. After Chun Tao left, she closed the doors and windows tightly and comforted Su Wanrou: "It seems that what I said before was right. Consort Shen's health is indeed extremely poor. Although I don't know what medicine she takes every day, all medicines have some toxicity. Over the years, her body has long been ruined. As for conceiving and giving birth, that's just wishful thinking. Princess Consort, you can rest assured."

Su Wanrou was still immersed in the scenes of affection between the two of them that Chuntao had just described. Chuntao said that Pei Jingnian had painted a portrait of Shen Yunshuang, and the two had even composed a poem together…

She's been married to him for so many years, but she's never even seen a piece of paper!

Hearing Zhou Mama's words, she suddenly came to her senses. Yes, what does it matter if she is favored? If she can't get pregnant, there are fewer threats. She has to take medicine every day, and her body is deteriorating. She also remembered that when she first came to the Marquis's mansion, she was seriously ill and almost lost her life. Her tense heart finally calmed down a little.

But this peace lasted only a moment before the jealousy in her heart surged again. Knowing that Zhou's mother had some medical knowledge, a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes as she gritted her teeth and whispered, "Mother, can you think of a way to completely ruin her body? I really can't swallow this."

Madam Zhou pursed her lips and sighed, "This servant has considered this idea, but Ningxiang Pavilion doesn't use the Marquis's kitchen. Instead, it has its own separate kitchen, staffed by people sent by the Old Madam. We really can't get involved. Besides, Consort Shen's health is poor. I'm afraid that no matter how secretive the medicine is, it will show results immediately. Just now, Chun Tao said that the Young Master instructed the physician to frequently check Consort Shen's pulse and adjust her diet. I'm afraid that whatever we do will alert them. If they trace it back to us, I'm afraid that you and the Young Master will only have more discord."

Although she knew that Zhou Mama's words were full of wisdom, Su Wanrou was still indignant. She felt that Shen Yunshuang was truly her nemesis. Before, when she was in the Marquis's mansion, she could do whatever she wanted, but when she met Shen Yunshuang, she had to be restrained in everything she did.

In the past, to deal with the concubines, I had applied musk to them for many years. Why is it that it doesn't work on Shen Yunshuang? Is she just supposed to watch the young master favor other women?

Seeing Su Wanrou's resentful expression, Madam Zhou comforted her, "Princess Consort, there's no need to worry. The concubine's health is nothing to fear. Why dirty your hands for her sake?"

Su Wanrou gripped the handkerchief tightly with her fingertips, her expression shifting several times, clearly suppressing her emotions. She knew all too well that Pei Jingnian was currently doting on that other woman, and any action she took, if discovered, would have unimaginable consequences. She was simply unwilling to accept it…

After a moment, Su Wanrou regained some of her composure, though her eyes still held a sinister glint as she said, "Fine, I'll spare her this time."

Madam Zhou finally breathed a sigh of relief. In her opinion, no matter how beautiful Consort Shen was, her poor health was a certainty. Since she couldn't get pregnant, she wouldn't be a threat: "The Crown Princess is wise. She can only plan for the long term by being patient for a while. As the saying goes, nothing lasts forever. The Crown Prince's current affection for her is just a passing fancy. After a while, when this affection fades, you can deal with her however you want."

Su Wanrou agreed, finding it reasonable. Shen Yunshuang, a sickly beauty, was currently attracting the young master's pity, but this was only temporary. Later, with her constant illnesses and ailments, she'd be a nuisance to no end. She wanted to see how long Shen Yunshuang could remain smug!

Regardless of anything else, she is Pei Jingnian's legal wife and the rightful heir apparent's wife!

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Deep in the western part of the Marquis's mansion, there is a secluded courtyard. It is far from the main courtyard of the residence. Compared with the carved beams and painted rafters of other places, this place is just a simple house with blue tiles. This is Qiantang Courtyard, the residence of Linglan and Ruichu.

Both of them were originally concubines, and although they were later promoted to concubines, they were not favored. The vast and bustling mansion had nothing to do with them. Linglan and Ruichu were like dust, living in a corner, and few people remembered them.

Huanyun Residence is divided into two separate residences, east and west, by two small doors. The west side is Huanyun Residence where Linglan lives, and the east side is Qingzhi Courtyard where Ruichu lives.

Qingzhi Courtyard

Ruichu was sitting quietly on the couch, embroidering the shoe uppers. She had previously been an embroiderer in the mansion and was very skilled in needlework. Wang Shi saw that she was gentle and obedient, so she assigned her to Pei Jingnian as a concubine.

The embroidery she was currently embroidering was clearly in a man's style, and it was obvious who it was for.

In fact, Ruichu had not seen the young master for a long time, and she knew that the young master did not lack the things she made. It was just a memory. In this deep mansion, in the long night, how could she get through it without doing something?