Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 145 Canglan Ferry (15)

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhen put her hand on her lower back, deliberately sticking out her flat stomach to make it look like she was four months pregnant, and said in a coquettish voice, "Aunt and sister, please forgive me. Pei Lang said that since I am pregnant, I can be exempted from all formalities at the Duke's mansion."

Having given birth to two daughters and a son, Madam Feng could tell at a glance that Yan Zhen's pregnancy was at most two months along, and she could also see that Yan Zhen was being arrogant because of the prince's favor.

He immediately turned cold and said, "Miss Jiang is so delicate. She's only been pregnant for a short time, and she can't even perform the proper etiquette. When she's more pregnant, won't the matriarch of the household have to come and serve her tea and water?"

Yan Zhen raised an eyebrow, pretending not to understand her sarcasm: "If you have such intentions, I thank you in advance."

“You…” Madam Feng was furious. She noticed that Yan Jinhe’s smile had faded, and she was clearly unhappy.

She panicked, worried that her efforts to please Yan Jinhe might be misplaced and only annoy her.

Her eyes darted around and landed on Yan Zhen's bright red dress. She said sternly, "How dare you, Jiang Shi, a mere concubine, wear bright red instead of the principal wife! Are you trying to bully the mistress of the house even before you've officially married into the family, relying on the young master's favor!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhen feigned ignorance and asked, "What's wrong with wearing bright red?"

“A concubine wearing bright red is tantamount to disrespecting the mistress!” Madam Feng’s tone became increasingly sharp and stern. “There is a distinction between superiors and inferiors. I will definitely report this matter to the Old Madam and accuse you of provoking the mistress and disrespecting etiquette!”

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhen's expression changed slightly, and she panicked: "This... Aunt, it's all a misunderstanding. This dress was a gift from my sister."

A strange feeling flashed through Yan Jinhe's mind as she watched from the sidelines.

She prided herself on her ability to judge people and things, and this Jiang woman was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

It's not right that I'm being intimidated by my aunt's few words.

When Madam Feng saw Yan Zhen back down, she thought she had gained the upper hand and quickly pressed her advantage: "The mistress gave you the clothes because she was kind to you, but you took advantage of her kindness and trampled on her to act arrogantly. How can the Duke's Mansion tolerate such a domineering person as you! You wait, I will go and report to the Old Madam and ask her to make a decision!"

Having made up her mind to vent Yan Jinhe's anger, Madam Feng uttered these harsh words and turned to leave.

Yan Zhen tried to stop Madam Feng, but was pushed away. She could only turn around and grab Yan Jinhe's hand, pleading, "Sister, I am new to the Duke's mansion and do not know the rules. I did not mean to offend you. Please forgive me."

Yan Jinhe frowned, her sense of unease growing stronger.

She came here today only to probe the Jiang family's background, with no intention of making a scene. Just as she was about to speak up to calm things down, a sharp pain shot through her wrist, like an electric shock, instantly spreading throughout her entire arm.

Yan Jinhe screamed as if she had been burned, and quickly moved away from Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen fell to the ground with the force of her being pushed away, clutching her stomach and yelling, "Ah, my stomach..."

Yan Jinhe was taken aback and subconsciously looked at her wrist, where there was a needle mark made by a fine needle, which was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She immediately looked up at Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen sat on the ground, crying out, "Even if you're angry that I've won Pei Lang's favor, I'm carrying the great-grandson of the Duke's mansion. How could you be so cruel?" From an angle unseen by others, she curled her lips into a provocative smile at Yan Jinhe.

Yan Jinhe: "..."

The incident at the lotus pond alarmed the entire Duke's mansion.

Yan Zhen was sent back to Zhuyuan by Yan Jinhe and the panicked Feng Shi.

When Duchess Xu rushed to the Bamboo Garden, she saw Yan Zhen writhing in pain on the bed, his forehead covered in cold sweat. She immediately became anxious: "Where is the doctor? Quickly send someone to fetch a doctor!"

Yan Jinhe stood aside and said, "I've already sent someone to invite Doctor Shen."

Xu asked, "What exactly happened? Jiang was perfectly fine, so why did she suddenly fall down?"

Her son had just returned home yesterday, and this happened today. If Jiang's unborn child is lost, how will she explain it to her son when he returns from his shift?

Yan Jinhe didn't speak, her face was very ugly.

what happened?

How was she going to explain it?

They said that Jiang pricked her with a needle and then deliberately fell to the ground when she was in pain and shook her hand, thus framing her.

But no one knows what kind of needle Jiang used, because the needle marks on her wrist have disappeared.

She has no evidence.

Moreover, Jiang's pain at this moment did not seem fake. If Jiang were to swindle her unborn child to frame her, not only would others not believe it, but even she herself would not believe it.

Yan Jinhe's mind raced. Could it be that Jiang was not pregnant?

She was just using her pregnancy as an excuse to hold back the prince. Now that he's in the Duke's mansion, she's using him to "miscarry" her miscarriage.

In this way, Jiang could gain the favor of the heir apparent and stay in the Duke's mansion without anyone knowing, while also using this to sow discord between herself and the heir apparent.

Kill three birds with one stone!

At this thought, Yan Jinhe was filled with rage, her long fingernails almost digging into her palms.

She made up her mind that when the doctor arrived, if he took Jiang's pulse and said that she had accidentally miscarried, she would definitely investigate to the end and expose the woman's true colors.

With this thought in mind, Yan Jinhe quietly beckoned Yin Xin over and whispered, "Go and invite Doctor Ouyang over."

Yan Jinhe did not answer Xu's question, so Xu could only ask Feng, who was also present at the time: "Second son's wife, tell me, what happened?"

Madam Feng's face turned pale. Upon closer examination, this matter was inextricably linked to her. If Madam Feng hadn't threatened Madam Jiang first, Madam Jiang wouldn't have panicked and begged Yan Jinhe, only to be pushed down by Yan Jinhe.

Madam Feng dared not offend Yan Jinhe, but if she did not tell the truth now, she would be held accountable later.

After weighing the options, Madam Feng forced herself to stammer, "It was...it was Jinhe who pushed Miss Jiang..."

Xu: “…”

Doctor Shen rushed to the Bamboo Garden. Urged by Madam Xu, he took Yan Zhen's pulse, administered acupuncture, and wrote a prescription.

"Madam, Lady of the Heir Apparent, Miss Jiang has been frightened and her pregnancy has been affected. She will take two doses of medicine, rest in bed for a few days, and she will be fine once she stabilizes."

Yan Jinhe paused, her brows furrowing.

Why did things turn out differently than she expected?

Upon hearing that the child was saved, Madam Xu immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Doctor Shen."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yin Xin brought in Doctor Ouyang.

Upon seeing Doctor Ouyang, Madam Xu asked in surprise, "Jinhe, did you invite Doctor Ouyang?"

Yan Jinhe harbored doubts, feeling that the Jiang family's elaborate scheme was definitely not just to frame her.

So he said, "Yes, although Miss Jiang is fine now, just in case, please ask Physician Ouyang to take her pulse carefully."

She deliberately emphasized the word "careful".

The divine physician Ouyang understood her hint and immediately went to the bedside to take Yan Zhen's pulse.

After a careful examination, Doctor Ouyang's expression became somewhat subtle.

Yan Jinhe quickly asked, "Dr. Ouyang, how is Miss Jiang?"

The renowned physician Ouyang stroked his goatee, his face full of surprise: "In all my years of medical practice, this is the first time I've ever felt such a pulse."

Yan Jinhe was overjoyed.

This Jiang Li is indeed strange.

"Oh? Doctor Ouyang, please tell me in detail, how is Miss Jiang's pulse different from that of an ordinary person?"

The divine physician Ouyang said, "She is no different from ordinary people, except that she is more pregnant. It is probably because Miss Jiang is healthier than ordinary women. Madam, congratulations, Miss Jiang's pregnancy is very likely to be a boy."