The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

At this time, the distressed Concubine Beijing immediately waved her hand and slapped him, angrily saying, "Get out of here, you bastard."

This is the future of Prince Beijing's Mansion, and you dare to make her cry and pretend that she doesn't exist.

Shui Rong raised his eyes and glanced at Concubine Beijing who was taking good care of the baby, and felt speechless. Miao'er was like this, and now he was like this again. It turned out that the more children he had, the lower his status in Wan'er's heart.

Sure enough, love can be transferred.

After a pause, Shui Rong said, "Mother, please take the child to the nurse first, and let Yuanchun rest for a while."

Concubine Beijing raised her eyebrows slightly, lowered her eyes and glanced at the young man, her bright and beautiful face was serene, and she said in a clear voice: "Well, I won't disturb you two, I will take care of him myself."

As she said this, Concubine Beijing twisted her waist and led the child out.

Yuanchun's beautiful eyes twinkled, and she said softly, "Husband, you give the child a name."

Although it was gratifying that her husband cared about her, his attitude towards their child was indeed a little cold, which made Yuanchun feel a little blocked in the heart and filled with an indescribable sense of loss.

Let’s not talk about my daughter for now, my own son is destined to become the crown prince of the royal palace.

Shui Rong smiled and said, "It just so happens that I have considered names for both the boy and the girl, and they are just right for me right now. "The sun is setting in the west, and the sun is shining brightly." For the boy, I will name him "Yan". He is our eldest son, so he should be very bright. For the girl, I will name her "Han". I hope she will be full of vigor and vitality. What do you think, madam?"

Yuanchun listened to Shui Rong's explanation, her beautiful eyes lit up, her eyebrows were filled with joy, and she said, "Okay, I'll listen to my husband."

Although the husband was a little cold towards the child, he obviously put a lot of thought into the name, especially the meaning of Yan'er's name, which was in line with his status as the eldest son.

Shui Rong looked at the happy expression on the beautiful lady's face, and understood in his heart, and said with a smile: "My wife, there is one thing I must remind you, as the saying goes, 'A loving mother often spoils her son.' Yan'er is the heir of our Beijing Palace, and he is related to the honor and disgrace of the palace. You must not indulge him and learn those reckless personalities.

As the mistress of the palace, it is natural for Yuanchun's child to inherit the title, but he does not want to spoil the child for this reason. If the child becomes lawless and becomes a bastard who harms others and does evil, he will not tolerate it.

He must make this clear to Yuanchun.

Yuanchun nodded slightly and replied, "It should be so. I don't need to worry about it."

It is true that Shui Rong's words were somewhat inappropriate, but Yuanchun agreed with them deeply. As a wife, she knew her husband's temperament. His solemn warning showed that he wanted to train Yan'er to be the heir to the title.

Moreover, Yuanchun also felt that what her husband said was right. If Yan'er was really spoiled, it would be a disaster for the Prince Beijing's Mansion.

Shui Rong knew that Yuanchun was reasonable, but was afraid that as a mother, she would not be able to bear it. Seeing that she agreed, he felt relieved and said gently, "Okay, you are exhausted too. Lie down and rest first. Don't think about those things."

Upon hearing this, Yuanchun smiled sweetly and nodded slightly, then she closed her beautiful eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

She was really exhausted after giving birth to this child.

Chapter 446 Zhang Paner: A Strong Mother

The news that Princess Beijing had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl, spread throughout the capital. Most of the military heroes of the Beijing Palace and relatives who were closely related to the palace also received this happy news.

Rongguo Gongfu, Rongqing Hall.

Grandmother Jia sat high on the soft couch, her old face filled with joy, and said, "I was worried about the eldest girl, but now it seems that she is so lucky to have given birth to twins, a boy and a girl."

Earlier, because of the decline of the Jia family, Grandmother Jia had no choice but to let Yuanchun, who was raised by her, enter the palace, hoping that she could help the Jia family in the future. But who would have thought that she would never come back after her departure, which made people feel helpless and sad.

Fortunately, Yuanchun was always blessed and married into the Beijing Prince's Mansion, which was a happy ending after all the hardship.

Yuanchun gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, for Prince Beijing's Palace. This was a very auspicious sign, and it made Yuanchun's position in the palace even more secure.

In this way, the Jia family will be able to take advantage of the situation and rise, and she will be able to live up to the ancestors of the Jia family even in her grave.

It can be said that Grandmother Jia was filled with joy because she was happy about Yuanchun's happiness, but she was also relieved about the rise and fall of the Jia family.

After all, if what she expected was correct, the son born by Yuanchun would inherit the title of the prince. In this way, the Jia family would be worry-free for decades. When the next generation grew up, she would not ask for the Jia family to restore their family name, but would be content as long as they did not lose the reputation of the Duke's Mansion.

Mrs. Wang was even happier. Her daughter was doing well, and as a mother, she was proud of it. She looked up at Grandmother Jia, twirled the Buddhist beads in her hand, and said, "Madam, I want to go to the palace to visit the eldest girl in a few days. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Jia's mother paused for a moment, remained silent for a while, and said softly, "It's good for you as a mother to visit, but you still have to be careful and don't lose the priorities."

A grandson is a grandson after all. After all, he belongs to the palace, not the Jia family. Don’t let Mrs. Wang become too proud and lose her sense of proportion, causing herself to be despised.

To be honest, she actually wanted to go, but if the whole family went, it would steal the show, so it would be better for Mrs. Wang, as the mother, to go.

"Hey, daughter-in-law, you can save that."

Mrs. Wang responded with a smile. She didn't really care in her heart. After all, her daughter was the mistress of the palace and was very popular in the palace. What was there to be afraid of?

Grandmother Jia stared at Mrs. Wang, her cloudy eyes flashed, but she still said nothing.

After living together for so many years, Grandmother Jia knew Lady Wang's temperament. Even if she was too proud of herself, she would not lose her sense of propriety. The most important thing was that she knew that Lady Wang would definitely ask Yuanchun about the prince, which was exactly what she wanted.

After all, it was most likely that Yuanchun's child would inherit the title, but what if? It was better to confirm one or two things so that they could be prepared.

Pursing her lips, Jia's mother felt something was wrong. She looked around and suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, what happened to Feng girl these days? Why does she look a little strange?"

Normally speaking, when there was such a big happy event, that girl Feng would have rushed over in a hurry. How come there was no sign of her at this moment? It was really strange.

When I think about it carefully, it seems that something is not right since I went to Xue's house to attend Xue Pan's wedding banquet, but I can't figure out what's wrong.

After all, no matter how old and shrewd Lady Jia was, she didn't know that her granddaughter-in-law had been transformed from head to toe by someone.

Mrs. Wang was stunned when she heard this, then an indescribable expression appeared on her face. She considered her words and said softly, "I think it's because of Aunt Liu."

As a woman herself, Mrs. Wang thought she understood Feng Jie'er's thoughts. As her legitimate wife, she had no children. On the other hand, Concubine Liu, who was taken into the mansion, was getting more and more pregnant.

Especially Jia Lian's caring attitude towards Aunt Liu made Feng Jieer seem like an outsider, and made Feng Jieer suffer from all kinds of cold words. It would be good if she didn't collapse. How could it be normal?

At this moment, Fengjie was too bitter to care about these things, especially since Yuanchun was about to give birth to a child, which hurt Fengjie's heart even more.

Hearing this, Jia's mother suddenly realized something. Her old face looked helpless as she sighed, "Ah, Lian-ge is the same. He has no sense of propriety at all. It's really hard for Feng-ge."

Naturally, Grandmother Jia favors the filial Feng Jie, and because of her love for her, she is not in a good mood towards Aunt Liu.

She's nothing more than a concubine, there's no need to worry about it. If she wasn't pregnant with Jia's child, she wouldn't have agreed to bring her into the mansion.

Alas, it was also because Feng Jieer was kind-hearted that she suggested getting closer to the mansion. She deserves what she has sown.

Moreover, things have gotten to this point, but Aunt Liu is not willing to give advice. It's obvious that she has evil intentions. If she is allowed to continue like this, there's a possibility that she'll favor the concubine over the wife.

Having said that, it was not easy for Grandmother Jia to interfere too much in the matter. All she could do was to admonish Jia Lian. After all, Jia Lian was a legitimate grandson and the future heir to the Duke's Mansion. Even if she didn't like him very much, there was no need to cause unrest in the mansion because of him.

The situation is like this, what else can we do? We can only let Fengjie suffer.

When Mrs. Wang heard this, her lips moved a few times and then closed again.

Even Lady Jia doesn't care about this kind of thing, so why would she say anything? She's just looking for trouble.

After a moment's silence, Grandmother Jia suddenly said, "By the way, when you go to the palace to visit the maid, please invite Sister Feng to go with you and have a good talk with the maid."

After all, she is her most beloved granddaughter-in-law, who works hard. Grandmother Jia does not want her to be miserable in the future. She can protect Fengjie while she is still alive. Once... Yuanchun is a sensible person, she will handle it well. With Yuanchun's protection, Fengjie will not be without a backer.

At the very least, the possibility of "favoring a concubine and neglecting one's wife" must be eliminated.

"Yes, my daughter-in-law knows." Mrs. Wang nodded slightly.

Feng Jieer is also a relative of Lady Wang, and she doesn't want Feng Jieer to lose power. Going deeper, the couple in the eldest branch of the Duke's Mansion are not in harmony, so Feng Jieer can only rely on their second branch, which is also a good thing for their second branch.

"By the way, let's let Zhu'er's wife go with us and let her go to visit Lang'er." Jia's mother added.

We should not be partial to one person over another. Taking care of one granddaughter-in-law is taking care of her, but you cannot neglect the other one.

In Zhen Hua's courtyard.

Inside the room, the floor was in a mess, with broken porcelain tiles everywhere, as if there had been a storm, the whole place was in a shambles.

Zhen Hua sat on a brocade cushion, her snow-white face was pale, her body was heaving, her crystal clear eyes were filled with anger under her long eyelashes, and her whole body exuded a captivating aura.

"Jingzhe, how come Jia Yuanchun is so lucky that she actually gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl."

Zhen Hua looked up at Jingzhe who was trembling beside her and couldn't help complaining. She had a lot of resentment and had no way to vent it. She was so upset that she was about to cry.

When the news came that Yuanchun had given birth to twins, Zhen Hua was so furious that she smashed the furnishings in the house but didn't feel any better.

How could she give birth to a daughter? Jia Yuanchun would be twins, a boy and a girl. She just stole her cousin, a villain, and she actually had this good fortune.

God is unfair.

Jingzhe walked forward cautiously and said tremblingly: "Young lady, don't worry. Even if the prince Jia Yuanchun gave birth to twins, it doesn't matter. In the prince's heart, you are always the one he loves the most."

As a personal maid, Jingzhe knew very well what the girl was thinking. It was jealousy that was at work.

"What do you know? She gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, for my cousin, and her position has become more secure. My cousin must be smiling from ear to ear right now, and his mind is all on her." Zhen Hua shouted angrily, with big tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Other people are so affectionate now, but when she gave birth to Miao'er, she was lonely and helpless. Comparing them with each other, it's really infuriating.

Jingzhe was stunned when he heard this, and didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, who wouldn't be happy to have given birth to twins, a boy and a girl.

After crying for a while, Zhen Hua sniffed and wiped her tears with her delicate hands, saying, "But you are right, my cousin has me in his heart, so there is still room for everything to turn around."

At this point, Zhen Hua could only admit defeat, but she would not be discouraged. After all, the cards in her hand were not bad. Apart from other things, Miao'er was her cousin's eldest daughter, and was deeply loved by her cousin and the concubine. This was her trump card.

What's more, I have two younger sisters, Xin'er and Xue'er, in the palace, and I have two plump young women, Youshi and Li Wan, here. I have the advantage, so how can I escape without a fight?

At this moment, Zhen Hua was glad that she had dragged Li Wan into the water early, giving her an additional bargaining chip.

Jingzhe felt relieved when she saw Zhen Hua adjust herself. If the girl continued to be like this, she, as a personal maid, would tremble in her heart and dare not get close.

Pursing her pink lips, Jingzhe quickly continued the conversation: "That's right, the young lady is unique in the prince's heart, and he cannot wait to feel sorry for her."

Zhen Hua felt relieved when she heard this. Yes, she was her cousin's most caring cousin and had done so much for him, so how could she escape without a fight?

Having said that, the threat posed by the twins was so great that Zhen Hua had to think more about it.

No, she had to give birth to a son for her cousin as soon as possible. Even if her cousin couldn't have a son because he was worried about himself, there were still Xin'er and Xue'er. At worst, Youshi would be fine. Even Li Wan would be acceptable to her.

In short, Jia Yuanchun’s family must never be allowed to dominate.

In Zhen Hua's heart, Shui Rong's only son at present is the one born to Jia Yuanchun. Scarcity makes things valuable, so naturally there are more treasures. But as long as there are more sons, it will not be so special.

Humph, the eldest son, it’s not uncommon for the eldest son to be deposed.

Thinking of this, Zhen Hua unconsciously expanded the scope to include the maidservant around her cousin, and Qin Keqing was also one of the candidates.

As for Tanchun, Baochai and the like, they are all Jia Yuanchun's die-hard supporters, and there is no use relying on them.

Otherwise, she could find some new things for her cousin to try, which would help her to win his heart and also give her more bargaining chips to fight against Jia Yuanchun.

After all, Jia Yuanchun occupies the position of mistress and is naturally in a high position. The advantage in numbers may not be enough.

Yongwang Mansion, inside the wing room.

Zhang Paner sat on a brocade cushion, gazing at the sleeping child in the cradle. Her beautiful face had a bright and charming smile, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

Ever since the child was born, Zhang Paner has devoted herself to the child, as if she was oblivious to everything else outside and focused on being a good mother.

Seeing the child move slightly, Zhang Paner reached out and patted the swaddling clothes gently, and said softly: "An'er, do you miss your daddy?"

The father Zhang Paner refers to is naturally his father in blood, not in name only.