Transmigration: Prince, Step Aside

Noticing Jiang Qiran's uneasiness, Seventh Madame hugged him and sighed. "Princess Consort has some matters to attend to outside, so she might not have finished yet. Your father is very busy too, so he can't go help her. Princess Consort might delay a little longer …"

As Seventh Madame spoke, her eyes reddened.

She was no fool. Just now, she had seen from Yang Qiuyu's attitude that she would definitely not let the news of Mu Zhihuan's death reach Jiang Zisu's ears.

After all, if anything happened to Mu Zhihuan outside, she would be able to legitimately become the imperial concubine of Prince Li's estate.

"A period of time... How long? "Ran Er misses her mother."

The little blob tilted his head and pursed his lips, looking very unhappy.

Being questioned, Seventh Madame trembled. She clearly knew in her heart that if Mu Zhihuan was really in an accident and didn't have any external help, it would be very difficult for her to return home.

Sighing, Seventh Madame's tone was filled with unease. "It's just …" "A few days, just wait a little longer. The wangfei will definitely come back."

An inexplicable numbness suddenly came from her shoulders. Mu Zhihuan twitched her body, and the numbness moved to her stomach.

He reached out his hand and patted it. "Ran Er, stop it!"

Following that, however, Mu Zhihuan felt a gaunt and delicate feeling in her hand, a completely different feeling from the soft and tender feeling in her own little ball.

Mu Zhihuan abruptly opened her eyes and saw a wrinkled orange peel face.

Subconsciously curling her leg towards that person's body, Mu Zhihuan fiercely kicked him, causing her to tumble and crawl to the corner of the wall. She looked at that terrifyingly skinny man warily.

"Who are you!"

The man cried out in pain and rolled on the ground before finally standing up.

Just as he was about to get angry, he saw the panic on Mu Zhihuan's pretty face and immediately suppressed his anger.

"My surname is Wang, and my name is Dan. I'm your future man."

Future man? Mu Zhihuan couldn't help but feel disgusted as she looked at his sunburned teeth as well as his emaciated appearance.

"Ugh …" You... Stay away from me! "

Seeing Wang Dan walking over in a wretched manner, Mu Zhihuan fearfully scurried to the other side of the stone room as she glared at Wang Dan.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you now. If you want to have a son, you have to choose a good day. I'm just here to see you."

Although that was what Wang Dan said, his gaze was as if he wanted to skin Mu Zhihuan alive.

"That evil woman of mine said you had a son. I thought she was an old woman. I didn't expect her to be so pretty …"

As he spoke, Wang Dan swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

That disgusting appearance caused Mu Zhihuan's back to turn cold. "You …" "Why do you want your son to not let your wife have a baby?"

"That woman of mine, after so many years, she has finally decided to lay an egg!"

Wang Dan's tone was filled with dissatisfaction. However, when she turned to look at Mu Zhihuan, she began chuckling.

"But don't be afraid. As long as you give birth to my son, I will absolutely not treat you unfairly. With how good-looking you are, it would be a shame if you were to die."

After hearing those two words, Mu Zhihuan couldn't help but tremble. "You …" "You like me?"

Mu Zhihuan suppressed the disgust in her heart and slowly put it down as she walked forward. She asked in a probing manner, "Do you think I'm good-looking?"

When Wang Dan saw her acting like this, the corners of his mouth curled up to the point where it almost reached his ears. "I like it, I like it, and my face is also really tight. It's a hundred times better than that wicked woman's!"

Seeing him act this way, Mu Zhihuan's eyes turned and her nose twitched. Her eyes turned red from being wronged.

"Actually... "My husband died long ago when my son was born, and my family didn't like me, so every meal was only for me to eat steamed buns and pickles. Although I look pretty good on the outside, I actually had a hard time …"

Mu Zhihuan was on the verge of tears. Wang Dan's heart was about to break.

His heart immediately ached and he wanted to wipe the tears off Mu Zhihuan's face. However, Mu Zhihuan had unknowingly turned her head away from his wrinkled hand.

"You want me... If I follow you, I'll give you children … It's not impossible... It's just that I have a son in my family... "I'm so worried …"

"Then what do you want to do?"

When Wang Dan heard that Mu Zhihuan was willing to follow him, she was overjoyed. Her saliva almost fell to the ground from her mouth.

"I... I'd like to see my son... Then... If you can... "I want to take him as well, and honor you with me, Your Majesty …"

Mu Zhihuan's words stuttered as she spoke, appearing just like a pitiful young wife.

"Good, good, good!" Wang Danle's mouth was about to fall open. He had never thought that he would be able to pick up such a beautiful girl who was willing to follow him. "However, this can't happen until you give birth to my son."

Mu Zhihuan was so angry that she almost bit her tongue. Wang Dan looked anxious, but he still had two parts of his brain.

"But …" I... "He's really worried about my son. Without my care, he will definitely be beaten and scolded by my mother-in-law. He's still so young …"

He managed to squeeze out two tears. He looked at Wang Dan ruefully. "If anything happens to him, I …" I don't want to live anymore either. "

"Then... "When you become pregnant with my son, how about I let you meet him?" Wang Dan was so distressed that she was at a loss of what to do:

"Don't cry anymore. Don't worry, as long as you follow me well, I will definitely not treat you unfairly."

Mu Zhihuan choked and nodded. Then, she tiredly supported her forehead:

"Zhihuan thanks Sir Wang. However, Zhihuan feels a little unwell today …"

"If you're not tired, then rest first. I'm just here to visit you. You should get some rest."

As Wang Dan spoke, she unwillingly locked the iron gate.

The only good thing about being locked up here was that the food was simply too good.

Every meal was filled with large fish and meat. Mu Zhihuan, who had eaten, felt that her body had grown to be healthy and strong.

"Zhihuan, tell me what you want to eat tomorrow. I'll get the people in the kitchen to cook it for you."

Wang Dan lovingly sat beside Mu Zhihuan with a pair of squinty eyes that flickered with a lustful lustful light.

"This has already caused Zhihuan to panic. If Lord Wang treats Zhihuan a little better, Zhihuan will feel embarrassed."

Mu Zhihuan pinched her throat, feigning delicateness to the point that Wang Dan's eyes nearly popped out of her sockets.

"As long as it's what you want, I'm willing to give it to you."

"Really?" Mu Zhihuan's eyes suddenly lit up. Her eyebrows were raised as she looked at Wang Dan, her eyes shining with hope.

Wang Dan naturally could not stand being stared at like this. "Of course, of course. Zhihuan, tell me, what do you want?"

Clutching her mouth, Mu Zhihuan opened and closed her mouth a few times but was unable to say anything in the end. Wang Dan was so anxious that she nearly jumped up and down.

"Tell me, as long as I can satisfy you, I'll promise you anything!"

Hearing Wang Dan's words, Mu Zhihuan seemed to finally be relieved. She hesitantly said:

"My Hair Ornaments... I don't know if Lady Wang still has it, but there's a light blue bamboo shoot in there. "