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

Pei Yan and Jiang Guo'er spent a long time being very affectionate, then rushed off to Songhe Garden like a whirlwind to share the good news.

Xue Lingyi returned to the room and sent Lüyi to stand guard outside the door.

As soon as the door closed, her legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the footstool, her clothes soaked with cold sweat.

She gasped for breath and patted her chest several times.

"That scared me to death. I almost died in the study today."

Jiang Guo'er quickly leaned out to pull her up.

"Lingyi, what happened?"

"Tell me quickly, why did the Prime Minister suddenly act like a madman and try to pull out my hairpin?"

Xue Lingyi sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her voice, and recounted the gruesome scene of Lianhua's mangled flesh in the study, as well as her divisive words.

After hearing this, Jiang Guo'er felt a chill run down her spine.

My heart jumped into my throat.

Lotus used the guise of sisterly affection to actually smear all the dirty water on her.

Pei Yan was naturally suspicious; if Xue Lingyi had been even a little slow in responding, both of them would have been in serious trouble today.

"So how exactly did you cover it up? How could the Prime Minister... have believed it?"

Jiang Guo'er nervously gripped the corner of the blanket.

Xue Lingyi wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, her eyes revealing a sense of relief at surviving a disaster, and she took the opportunity to boast about her achievement.

"Didn't you mention to me that you buried a purse under the old plum tree in the outer courtyard... praying to heaven for your revenge to be successful?"

"I told the Prime Minister that you were madly in love with him! You not only cut off your own hair, but also secretly hid his hair, tied the two of your hairs together, and buried it under a tree..."

"You swore a solemn oath to be with him for all eternity, to live and die together! How could anyone poison you?"

"Upon hearing this, he sent Xiao San to dig out the purse. And when he saw that there really was a piece of hair missing from the back of your head, well... he completely believed it?"

"Lotus's argument is obviously untenable."

Jiang Guo'er's mouth was slightly open, and she didn't close it for a long time.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

"Lingyi...you're incredibly bold!"

"There wasn't a single strand of the Prime Minister's hair in that purse. If this is discovered, it's a capital offense of deceiving the Emperor!"

Xue Lingyi, however, remained calm and waved her hand dismissively.

"What are you afraid of? Both of you have long, black hair; if it's all mixed up, who can tell the difference?"

"The Prime Minister, a man of great importance, is busy with countless affairs of state. Could he possibly take a magnifying glass and dissect that lock of hair, comparing each strand to see which one is his?"

"Besides, he was so moved that his eyes were red, so how could he have any doubts?"

Jiang Guo'er was speechless.

It seems... that's indeed the case.

When people are in a state of extreme shock, they don't scrutinize the details.

Xue Lingyi leaned over and patted her shoulder, her eyes full of joy.

"Just relax and don't worry!"

"The Prime Minister was moved by your devotion, and now that you're pregnant with a get-out-of-jail-free card, he'll only spoil you even more!"

Jiang Guo'er nodded haphazardly.

If they can save their lives and establish themselves in the Pei family with this child, they will be one step closer to uncovering the wrongful conviction of their father and brother!

only……

Jiang Guo'er wailed inwardly.

In the past, all she had to do was exert herself on the bed to satisfy the desires of that living devil.

Everyone kept to themselves and didn't disturb each other after getting out of bed.

It's fine now.

Lingyi erected a memorial archway for her inscribed with "Deep Affection, Shared Life and Death".

When she faces Pei Yan again, she will not only have to offer herself to him, but also have to act out a deep affection that is deeper than the sea.

This has more than doubled the difficulty!

If she messes up one day and that person brings up old grievances... she might not survive.

Xue Lingyi gave a few more words of advice on taking care of the pregnancy, and then told Jiang Guo'er to go back to her room to rest.

She leaned against the couch, her hand unconsciously touching her relatively flat stomach, when she suddenly remembered what Granny Li had said.

Jiang Guo'er immediately picked up the silk doll from beside her pillow.

"Is it really that strange?"

If this doll is truly connected to Pei Yan's five senses, then acting out deep affection would be easy.

However, in the past, when she had nothing to do, she would always hug and kiss it, and when she was angry, she would pinch it to vent her anger...

Could it be that the Prime Minister... has feelings for everything?!

Jiang Guo'er frowned, feeling so frustrated she wanted to slap herself.

"If I kiss it now, what will the Prime Minister do...?"

She sat cross-legged, cradled the doll's head in her hands, stared at it for a while, then took a deep breath.

do my best!

Haw!

He aimed at the doll's lips and gave it a big kiss.

Is that affectionate enough?

Immediately following, a barrage of light, frantic kisses rained down on the doll's cheeks, forehead, and chin.

To avoid her kisses not being forceful enough, she simply pressed the doll against her chest and began to hypnotize herself.

"I love the Prime Minister! I love the Prime Minister the most!"

"The Prime Minister is the only light in my world!"

Although this light can freeze a person to death normally.

"In this life, I belong to him in birth, and I will belong to him in death!"

"I can't survive without the Prime Minister!"

At the same time, at Songhe Garden.

The old lady sat on the daybed, fiddling with sandalwood prayer beads in her hands, her face crinkling with smiles.

Pei Yan sat upright at the lower end, his back ramrod straight, his face still bearing that aloof and dignified demeanor.

Only the teacup he held tightly in his hand, with its clean, white fingertips, betrayed the turmoil churning within him.

He has an heir.

The eldest branch of the Pei family finally had an heir, and the grandmother could finally rest easy.

Suddenly, an extremely warm and soft sensation burst forth on my lips, catching me completely off guard.

Before he could react, a barrage of passionate kisses rained down on his cheeks, forehead, and chin.

It was somewhat urgent, even a little wild.

numb.

itch.

Scalding hot!

It felt like millions of ants crawled up the tailbone all the way to the back of the head.

Pei Yan was suddenly jolted.

With a crisp "crack," the teacup he was holding tightly was crushed in his hand.

"What's wrong?" The old lady was startled and quickly leaned over to ask.

Pei Yan gritted his teeth, and the veins on his neck throbbed.

A violent, evil fire rose from his abdomen, spreading like wildfire throughout his entire body.

Pei Yan loosened the shards of the teacup, and just as he caught his breath, his hands gripped the armrests of the chair tightly again.

"It's nothing... I'm just... too happy..."

"Jiang Guo'er has just become pregnant... Please, Grandmother, have mercy... Keep the news secret... Do not spread it..."

The old lady nodded: "Of course, you can rest assured!"

Perhaps it was because the doll was pressed against Jiang Guo'er's chest, coupled with her extremely agitated emotions at the moment.

In Pei Yan's mind, a few soft, sticky, and frantic whispers suddenly surfaced.

That really is Jiang Guo'er's voice!

She had kissed her dolls before, but never with such excitement!

[...I love the Prime Minister...I love him the most...]

Pei Yan was as stiff as a clay sculpture.

A strange crimson tinge visibly crept up the base of the ear, which was as white as jade.

The overheard thoughts were still echoing in his mind, regardless of everything.

[...the only light...his ghost is death...]

I absolutely adore the Prime Minister...

[...We can't live without the Prime Minister...]

Pei Yan's heart pounded in his chest, almost breaking his ribs.

So it turns out... she used to yearn for him so unreservedly and madly when no one was around!

No wonder she always tries different ways to seduce and pester him at night.

This is hardly a low-class tactic used by concubines to curry favor; it is clearly a woman's instinct that she cannot control when she is deeply in love!

Pei Yan stood up abruptly.

His steps were hurried and somewhat unsteady.

"Oh dear, why is the Prime Minister walking in such a hurry?" Granny Qin chased after him for a couple of steps.

The old lady smiled broadly and waved her hand.

"Let him be! He's so excited about being a father for the first time! Quick, take that old ginseng from my storeroom and bring it to the main house!"

The cold wind of early winter blew on his face, but it couldn't dispel the burning heat emanating from Pei Yan's body.

Pei Yan clenched his fist.

His mind was filled with images of Jiang Guo'er on the bed, hugging and kissing his doll.

He wished he could "execute her on the spot" immediately.

But she's already pregnant! What should we do?!