bookpower Chapter 60: 60: Don't Pester the Princess Consort
Chapter 60: 60: Don't Pester the Princess Consort
Chapter 60: Chapter 60: Don’t Pester the Princess Consort
The arrival of General Fu’s family lifted the siege around Murong Jiu.
For some reason, she always found herself blushing and her heart racing at Jun Yuyan’s words.
His voice was too gentle, and those deep eyes seemed so tender. Although Murong Jiu knew he had no other intentions towards her, she couldn’t help but feel her heart sway slightly.
This was not right; he already had someone in his heart, and she needed to find her child’s father. There was no possible outcome for them, and she should not entertain any thoughts.
As soon as she entered the drawing room, she heard General Fu’s hearty laughter.
The family of five was radiantly happy. Fu Baozhu was cooing about something, and everyone’s face bore a look of indulgence.
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Murong Jiu felt envious in her heart. Such a family was what she had longed for since her childhood. That’s why in her previous life, she was completely subservient to both the Marquis and Marchioness, allowing Marquis Mansion to drain her.
Only to realize just before her death that no one in Marquis Mansion was her kin.
And even now, she still didn’t know who her real parents were.
Upon seeing Murong Jiu and Jun Yuyan enter, their laughter stopped, and they greeted the two.
Fu Baozhu looked proudly at Murong Jiu’s dejected expression, her lips curving up slightly.
“Princess Consort, this is our token of thanks, a modest gift, albeit lacking proper respect.”
General Fu, with a smile, looked at Murong Jiu, still marvelling that Baozhu didn’t resemble Princess Consort Ling as much as his deceased wife did.
In the past, his wife and the Marchioness were not only best friends but also cousins, so the resemblance was merely surprising rather than thought-provoking.
After his wife’s untimely death, General’s Mansion had no further interactions with Marquis Mansion.
General Fu felt a pang of sympathy for the child Murong Jiu, who was about the same age as Baozhu yet had suffered immensely. He thought Marquis Mansion was utterly inhumane for abandoning the child in the manor over a birthmark and a so-called fate.
“General, you are too kind. It was merely a helping hand that day, and I would have done the same for anyone else.”
Murong Jiu was pleased that she had resolved the vendetta between the former Minister of War and General Fu’s families. She liked doing things that could change the course of events, making her feel she could completely alter her own and some people’s destinies.
The gentle and noble Third Young Master Fu Heng said:
“Perhaps for the Princess Consort, it was just a helping hand, but for us, it was a great favor. Please accept these gifts.”
Murong Jiu’s cold eyes narrowed, “How ridiculous, Miss Fu, you spout words that could tarnish two people’s reputations. Why don’t you ask the Prince directly?”
She was just surprised to learn of Murong Qian’s pregnancy.
But she believed that the child in Murong Qian’s belly couldn’t possibly be Yu Yan’s. If it were, given Yu Yan’s responsibility, he would have told her.
Since he hadn’t mentioned it, then it wasn’t important.
She also suddenly recalled the rumors from her previous life after Murong Qian was tragically killed in the street, accusing her of being promiscuous, having countless men, and having secret engagements.
At the time, she thought those accusations were exaggerated, but hearing of the pregnancy today, it seemed to align with the rumors from her past life.
So, when Murong Qian visited the Prince yesterday, could it have been to have the Prince acknowledge the child in her womb?
Wait, she remembered that in her past life, Yu Yan was supposed to make Murong Qian his Concubine, but just a few days after the news broke, Yu Yan denied it.
Then Murong Qian asked her to meet at a teahouse, she almost fell for a trap but was saved by Yu Yan, while Murong Qian met her own miserable fate, dying disheveled on the streets.
Thinking of this, she became more confused.
Murong Qian and Yu Yan must have had some connection; otherwise, why would she seek out Yu Yan and not someone else?
“What is there for me to be curious about? I am just kindly warning you, Princess Consort Sister. Don’t let your dear sister scheme against you. Princess Consort Sister, you misunderstand me; Baozhu is heartbroken.”
Fu Baozhu’s tone was sorrowful as she took out a handkerchief to wipe the corner of her eye.
Murong Jiu’s brows furrowed, just as she was about to speak, she saw Third Young Master Fu Han approaching them.
She looked at Fu Baozhu, who seemed greatly wronged, wondering if Third Young Master was here to make accusations.
She didn’t want to explain anything; after all, people always side with their own kin, don’t they?
Fu Baozhu was pretending, obviously to get Fu Han to support her.
However, upon arriving, Fu Han sternly said to Fu Baozhu:
“Baobao, do not make unreasonable trouble in front of the Princess Consort!”
Murong Jiu’s eyes widened slightly.
Fu Baozhu was incredulous, her mouth agape.