Listening to her daughter's heartfelt words, the pregnant Lady Hou went on a killing spree.

Seeing that Marquis Anshun had left, Ji Yueru wanted to find him when no one was looking, but Princess Changping kept staring at her.

"Where is Lady Hou headed?"

"Would Your Highness like to come to the washroom?"

Everyone was puzzled. Knowing exactly what Princess Changping was thinking of her, how dare she invite Princess Changping to accompany her?

"Okay, let's do it together."

Princess Changping did not refuse, and after the two left together, the discussions in the courtyard grew even louder.

The two knew that going to the washroom was just an excuse, so they didn't go in that direction, but instead went to a sparsely populated area in the garden.

"Lady Ji, I really can't stand by and watch, so I have to remind you: one should cherish what one has."

Since you don't like Marquis Anshun, then please let go. As long as you agree to a divorce, Marquis Anshun will let you leave.

"This humble woman does not know what Marquis Anshun said to Her Highness the Princess."

"You don't need to know what we say, just do as I say."

Furthermore, the purse that Marquis Anshun was wearing earlier was indeed a gift from me, but I am not so despicable as to harm a pregnant woman; the musk inside was not put there by me.”

Princess Changping, who considered herself to be straightforward and honest with herself and had nothing to hide, felt it necessary to explain herself.

"I know that the musk was not placed by the princess. It seems that Your Highness has a great misunderstanding about me."

"Actually, I have always wanted a divorce, but Marquis Anshun disagreed."

Princess Changping looked at Ji Yueru, her eyes clearly showing disbelief.

"I have no reason to lie to the princess. How about we make a bet: will Marquis Anshun divorce me?"

"Mother, your idea is excellent; Princess Changping will definitely agree."

"If you win, Princess, I agree to a divorce and give you the title of Marquis of Anshun."

"What if you win?"

"If I win, Marquis Anshun will not agree to a divorce. Your Highness just needs to agree not to make things difficult for me in the future."

Why are you so certain that the Marquis of Anshun is unwilling to divorce you?

Ji Yueru smiled gently.

"No, Your Highness is mistaken. Marquis Anshun is not reluctant to divorce me; he is reluctant to part with my dowry."

He would only choose the former—my life or a divorce—and the late Lady Hou is the best example of that.

"Don't try to fool me with hearsay."

Princess Changping's face was very unpleasant at this moment. How could anyone be happy if they said that the person they liked was a vicious person?

"Then let's see if Your Highness dares to bet with me?"

"How does the betting work?"

"I will have a private meeting with Marquis Anshun later. Your Highness, you only need to listen in from a place where you can't see me."

Nothing is more satisfying than contradicting oneself after making a promise, so Princess Changping agreed without much thought.

She was determined to make Ji Yueru slap herself in the face; the man she had her eye on couldn't possibly be a malicious person.

Princess Changping gave some instructions to the maid beside her, and after the maid left, the two returned to the garden.

The poetry gathering in the garden has already begun. The poetry gathering organized by Princess Changping is different from those organized by other scholars, and is relatively more relaxed.

Moreover, everyone who came to the banquet today knew what Princess Changping's purpose was, and they all did their best to play a supporting role and not disturb the main character.

They gathered in twos and threes, exchanging tips and techniques.

Marquis Anshun changed his clothes and came over but did not see Ji Yueru and Princess Changping. Seeing the two of them return together, he felt inexplicably worried, fearing that Ji Yueru might say something to Princess Changping.

"My lord, it's your turn."

Seeing that Marquis Anshun was lost in thought, someone next to him called out to him.

Excuse me for a moment.

Marquis Anshun apologized and walked towards the two men.

"Madam, Your Highness, how did you end up together?"

"I ran into them just now when I came back."

Ji Yueru explained once and then said nothing more, turning to instruct Zhiyi.

"Zhiyi, help me to sit down on the chair over there."

Ji Yueru supported her waist with her other hand. Pregnant women are naturally more tired than normal people, and no one said anything.

In fact, Ji Yue Ru did not want to be with Marquis Anshun. Standing next to him now, she felt disgusted by the air and was afraid that she would lose her composure on the spot.

An'an felt a bit bored, and listening to those pretentious literati reciting their stale poems made her even more drowsy.

I reckon she'll never be a studious person; she'll find it unbearable to hear people nitpicking over words.

"Mommy, are you bored? How about I tell you some funny stories?"

"Alright, Mother is listening."

Let's start with Chen Zhen, the Pure Stream Hermit. He called himself the Pure Stream Hermit and spent most of the year traveling around.

Little did he know that his own backyard was already in turmoil; Madam Chen had been cheating on him for years, and even his youngest son wasn't his biological child.

Ji Yueru was really curious and looked at Chen Zhen a few more times. In her previous life, she spent most of her time managing the Marquis's mansion in the inner quarters, and she never heard of any rumors about Madam Chen until her death.

What the mother and daughter didn't notice was that as they finished speaking, a plain-looking man not far from them also looked at Chen Zhen.

The man was none other than Prince Shun, disguised.

He was genuinely curious about his ability to hear the thoughts of the unborn child in Lady Anshun's womb. Hearing that Lady Anshun was coming to attend Princess Changping's poetry gathering today, he disguised himself and followed her.

Do you know what's the most explosive thing?

Ji Yueru shook her head in agreement.

Ruyi and Shuyi, who were standing behind her, were puzzled. Why was the lady shaking her head? Was her neck uncomfortable?

Madam Chen's lover was a man with feminine features, who disguised himself as a personal maid to serve Madam Chen.

The two were inseparable every day. Madam Chen always had the fake maid keep watch at night, while the real Chen Zhenge remained completely unaware.

Even Ji Yueru was somewhat shocked; Madam Chen really knew how to play games.

Xiao Ce lowered his head. Tonight, he would send someone to test whether it was exactly as the little girl had described.

[And over there, there's Fang Qian, the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue, and next to her is her half-sister, Fang Rou.]

Don't be fooled by their current harmonious sisterly relationship; Fang Rou has actually been having an affair with Fang Qian's fiancé for a long time, and is now pregnant. It's likely the marriage will be in jeopardy.

Hearing An'an mention Fang Qian, he couldn't help but frown.

She had always had a bad reputation and had heard too many people gossip about her. Fang Qian was an exception. She had never heard anyone say anything bad about her in any situation. On one occasion, she even heard Fang Qian defend herself.

If An'an hadn't mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten. In her previous life, she remembered that it was just recently that Fang Qian fell into the water and lost her life, and her half-sister was married off to her fiancé in her place.

In his previous life, he hadn't thought much about it, but now, after hearing what An'an said, there was nothing he didn't understand. Fang Qian's death must have been the result of a conspiracy between the two of them.