The Grand Secretary has no heir? His concubine gives birth to triplets.

As dawn broke, Jiang Guo'er opened her eyes.

My whole body felt like it had been run over by a horse-drawn carriage, and acid was seeping from between my bones.

My lower back, in particular, is sore and heavy, and I feel a chill whenever I move it.

Who was shameless last night?

The usually stoic and abstinent chief minister was no different from a mad bull on his bed!

If I hadn't gritted my teeth and spoken up to warn them, there would probably have been a bloodbath.

Jiang Guo'er gasped and propped herself up, pulling out the small white jade box she hadn't finished using the night before from under her pillow.

With red ears, she dug out a small piece and gently massaged her bruised knee.

Ignoring the mess all over her body, she eagerly reached into her disheveled jacket and skirt and touched her little lucky star.

He pinched the doll's plump cheeks hard with his fingertips and rubbed them vigorously from both sides.

"Haven't touched a woman in twenty-nine years, huh? Going to bite you off more than you can chew! You really think you're some kind of hardworking ox pioneering the wilderness!"

Little did she know that Pei Yan woke up the moment her fingers touched the doll.

Like a wolf that has just had a full meal, it stared at her with a sinister green gaze.

Jiang Guo'er dispersed the medicinal effects, endured the soreness between her legs, and quickly dressed herself.

He skillfully stuffed the doll into his inner garment, placed it close to his body, and walked to the bronze mirror.

The woman in the mirror looked sleepy, with swollen, red lips and dark circles under her eyes, looking pitiful as if she had been severely bullied.

Jiang Guo'er had no time to wallow in self-pity.

She is now merely a concubine, trapped in this den of dragons and tigers.

To survive and uncover the truth behind the wrongful conviction of his father and brother, he must not make a single wrong step!

Before long, Li Mama's trusted maid came to the door to call her, saying that the old lady wanted to see her.

Jiang Guo'er's heart skipped a beat, but she remained outwardly calm.

After responding and tidying herself up, she immediately followed the maid to Songhe Garden.

She kept her head down the whole way, her mind racing as she considered countermeasures.

The old lady will surely reward us for what happened last night.

But this reward must never be accepted.

Su Yue's death was still fresh in her mind; she didn't want to become the next target.

Upon entering the main house of Songhe Garden, a warm fragrance of pears wafted towards you.

The old lady was leaning against the daybed, fiddling with a string of small sandalwood prayer beads in her hand.

Upon seeing her enter, his cloudy eyes immediately gleamed, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Good child, come here quickly!"

Jiang Guo'er didn't dare to raise her head. She quickly walked up to her and knelt down with a thud.

"Old Madam!"

Her voice was choked with sobs, "This servant...this servant is guilty!"

The old lady was stunned, and even Granny Li, who was standing to the side, looked surprised.

"What nonsense are you spouting, child? You've served the Prime Minister well; he's rewarded you before he even has a chance. What crime have you committed?"

"This servant dares not accept any reward!"

Jiang Guo'er looked up in a panic, her eyes slightly red.

"Grandma, I'm afraid of death! I remember Su Yue's fate vividly."

She kowtowed deeply.

"It is a blessing I have accumulated over many lifetimes that the Prime Minister is willing to favor me."

"But the household will soon have a proper mistress. I beg you, Madam, please don't spread this news and don't flatter me."

"If my future mistress will tolerate me, I will certainly behave myself and serve as a concubine for life, striving to bear children for the Prime Minister and repay your and the Prime Minister's great kindness!"

Having lived most of her life, the old lady had seen countless people vying for favor.

Jiang Guo'er is the first person to have her face opened by the Prime Minister, yet she not only doesn't compete for anything, but also doesn't want any status or rewards.

The old lady was extremely satisfied.

Yesterday, she learned the whole story from Pei Yan.

This unassuming girl in front of her is the "destined one" who saved her grandson's life!

Not only is her destiny auspicious, but she is also so insightful and sensible.

"Good child, get up, get up." The old lady herself reached out her hand to her.

Granny Li was a shrewd woman. She immediately stepped forward to help Jiang Guo'er up and said, "Grandma, look at Guo'er, she's so sensible."

Then he leaned close to the old lady's ear and whispered:

"It seems that the osmanthus wine from last night really worked."

"Although this girl is frail, she is honest. If she serves the emperor a few more times, there is a good chance she will get pregnant."

Granny Li's eyes darted around, and she added with a smile.

"That gold-threaded pillow of yours was also mended by this girl. Her skill surpasses even Zhou the Embroiderer's!"

Upon hearing this, the old lady was overjoyed.

"Okay, okay!" She held Jiang Guo'er's hand, liking her more and more as she looked at her.

"Since you don't want to make a fuss, this old woman won't force you. But this merit must be rewarded."

As the old lady spoke, she took off a filigree gold ring from her finger and slipped it onto Jiang Guo'er's index finger without further ado.

"Keep this; it won't attract attention."

"From now on, you don't need to do any of the manual labor; go and stay in the embroidery room."

"Helping Granny Li with her embroidery work will also help her take better care of her health."

Jiang Guo'er thanked him repeatedly, put on the heavy gold ring, and left the room.

Standing under the eaves, she gently patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

The first step has finally been taken steadily.

After an incense stick had burned, Granny Li personally led her to the embroidery room and pointed out the second floor to her.

He also instructed Zhou Xiuniang to take good care of her.

Jiang Guo'er wanted to get along well with them, so she spent half a morning teaching them all the tricks to make the color transition of the velvet flower petals more natural and the shape more realistic.

Zhou Xiuniang kept calling her "Guo'er Sister" and took the initiative to clean the second floor spotlessly.

By the afternoon, Jiang Guo'er was the only one left on the second floor.

She pushed open the window that faced Pei Yan's study.

The warm sunlight streamed in, dispelling the chill that had seeped into my bones.

Sitting by the window, while arranging silk threads, he openly observed the study across the way.

The Prime Minister disliked incense, so the room only had the cool smell of ink.

He had no cravings for food, ate vegetarian meals like a monk, and never drank alcohol.

The only thing she preferred, the expensive stationery, was something she couldn't afford right now.

But last night... he seemed to stare at his undergarment several times?

Jiang Guo'er's eyes flickered slightly, and she immediately began searching through the embroidery room.

In less than an hour, two brand-new bibs were sewn using the finest materials.

A lotus-root pink dress paired with indigo, and a moon-white dress paired with verdant green.

The colors are all gradients and transitions, refreshing and elegant, which suits the tastes of literati.

She also cleverly added a slipknot ties at the front and back.

If Pei Yan were to solve it himself...

cough!

Jiang Guo'er's ears burned slightly, and she quickly fanned herself with her hand to shake off the inappropriate images in her mind. She didn't waste the remaining scraps, and casually sewed a miniature set of undergarments for the doll.

He pulled off the hastily made, crude outfit and put it on with a smile.

Meanwhile, in the study separated by a window...

Pei Yan sat upright in the main seat, listening expressionlessly to his advisors discussing matters.

Suddenly, his tall, straight body trembled abruptly.

Several veins bulged on his large palm, and he slammed it heavily on the table with a loud thud!

His eyes were filled with a murderous glint.

The staff members present were stunned, all falling silent, not daring to say another word.

Pei Yan was completely puzzled.

Why is it that after last night, his empathy with the doll is even stronger?

So much so that he felt with absolute clarity that he had been completely stripped naked from head to toe!

You little rascal!

What on earth are you doing to the doll in broad daylight?!

Jiang Guo'er happened to look up from the second-floor window.

At a glance, one could see Pei Yan's hand resting on the table, with bulging veins, each one clearly visible.

My lower back and abdomen immediately cramped up.

Last night, this very hand, like an iron clamp, was welded to her lower back and almost snapped her in two...

My gaze involuntarily moved upwards, landing on his cold and aloof face.

A light bluish stubble had appeared on his chin, making him look even rougher and more aloof than yesterday.

But those two thin lips, with full, bright red lip tips, were a striking feature.

Last night, he used those same mouths to press down on her neck without any restraint, nibbling all the way down to her collarbone...

Jiang Guo'er's scalp tingled instantly, and her cheeks turned as red as if they were about to bleed.

Like a startled rabbit, it sprang up and slammed the window shut!