Chapter 190: The Same Man
Even though the Eighth Prince was completely uncooperative, the Imperial Consort used her strong-arm tactics to swiftly settle his marriage. The marriage alliance was with a noble girl from her own maternal clan, a family with a prominent background and a core part of the Imperial Consort's power base. The wedding was set for the nearest auspicious date. The engagement had barely been finalized before the Imperial Consort, overstepping royal protocol, brought the girl into the palace under the pretext of "nurturing their relationship." In any case, the Crown Prince's marriage had already set a precedent for overstepping the rules, so no one could really criticize the Eighth Prince.
Ever since being tricked by the Crown Prince at the brothel, the Eighth Prince had been gloomy and depressed. One day, after getting drunk, he actually forced himself on one of the Imperial Noble Consort's palace maids. There are no secrets in the inner palace. When word got out, the Imperial Noble Consort was furious, directly confining the Eighth Prince and preparing to have the palace maid put to death.
Who knew that palace maid would have such luck? She broke free, ran to the Emperor's palanquin, and cried her grievances, stating that she had been forced and was deeply wronged. She also stated that having been "favored," she might very well be carrying the Eighth Prince's child. She begged the Emperor, for the sake of an imperial grandchild, to be lenient and spare her life.
The Emperor had always been an indecisive man who cared about his reputation. With the palace maid making such a public scene, he had to, for the sake of the royal family's face, put on a stern expression and spare the palace maid. He also had an imperial physician check her pulse.
Unexpectedly, this palace maid truly was blessed with great luck. The imperial physician was a lackey of the Empress. Even though a pregnancy pulse couldn't possibly be detected before a full month, the imperial physician, under the Empress's instruction, insisted through his white teeth and red lips that the palace maid was indeed pregnant and must be well looked after.
This was just great. For the sake of his grandchild, the Emperor protected this palace maid. The Imperial Noble Consort, however, was displeased for a long time because this maid had brought shame upon the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Prince was about to be properly married! How could they let some ignorant little palace maid give birth to the eldest imperial son, blocking the Eighth Prince's path to the throne?
But the Imperial Noble Consort's reach wasn't long enough to extend into the Emperor's palace. She could only stew in her anger, secretly trying to find a way to get rid of the child.
Because of the Eighth Prince's outrageous behavior, the Emperor was furious. By extension, he began to show less favor to the Imperial Noble Consort. The standards for the Eighth Prince's wedding were lowered again and again, and using the excuse that the wedding date was too rushed, it was concluded hastily.
The Eighth Prince blamed all this misfortune on his unlucky new wife, calling her a walking disaster. After the wedding, he didn't touch his new imperial concubine even once, causing her to secretly wipe away tears and guard an empty room alone.
Of course, none of this had anything to do with Sun Jiaojiao, who was cooped up in the Crown Prince's Residence. She obediently followed the Crown Prince's instructions, staying put in the residence every day to "prepare for pregnancy." Any invitations from the palace were refused on the grounds of illness and discomfort. Of course, she didn't dare joke about being pregnant.
Whenever the Crown Prince returned to the residence, he would lock her in the room and fuck her all night, without rest, without getting off the bed, until her uterus was filled with semen.
This so-called "preparing for pregnancy" was truly making Sun Jiaojiao suffer.
One day, Yu'er brought in lunch to serve Sun Jiaojiao.
Sun Jiaojiao glanced at the so-called "yin-nourishing and yang-tonifying" dishes on the table, threw down her chopsticks, and lost all her appetite.
"Eating these same few dishes every day, even a pig would get sick of it!"
Sun Jiaojiao's face was full of displeasure.
But she only dared to vent her anger at Yu'er. In front of the proud Crown Prince, she didn't dare to even fart, afraid she would anger His Highness and be twisted into a ball, thrown onto the bed, and fucked for 300 rounds. Of course, she was the only one "being fucked." His Highness the Crown Prince fucked tirelessly, and always seemed to enjoy himself to the fullest.
Yu'er "waa-waa'd" and gestured for a long time, the general meaning being that everyone was hoping Sun Jiaojiao could add a cute little baby to the residence!
Sun Jiaojiao impatiently rolled her eyes at her and fanned herself as she escaped out the door. "I know, I know. Just leave the food there! I'm going for a walk. I'll eat later!"
The days of preparing for pregnancy were too boring. She really couldn't take it anymore. Right now, she just wanted to find some other "fun," not eat nourishing meals every day and be fucked to the point of collapse by the same man.
The back garden was full of a hundred flowers vying for beauty. Why should she be trapped in her room?
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