The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 111 Think about your identity
Hanyan felt herself jumping back and forth between suffocation and resurrection for a long time. When she felt her back against the wall, she finally stopped.

She looked at the person in front of her who looked normal but was obviously weak and unable to take care of himself, but his hands seemed to be incredibly strong and she couldn't move at all.

When she thought she was doomed, Lin Mowan just said quietly: "Don't be nervous, I just want to ask my sister for a favor, how about we work together?"

Hanyan was being pinched by her neck, and it was a little difficult for her to breathe, let alone negotiate. But after listening to Lin Mowan's voice, her rationality was forcibly pulled back a little.

Lin Mowan looked at her eyes that were about to suffocate and were full of pleading, and realized that she agreed to talk to her. Seeing this, Lin Mowan curled her lips in satisfaction.

As expected, some people only need inducement, while others can only be persuaded by coercion and a few small benefits.

As soon as Lin Mowan's hand loosened, she suddenly fell to the ground, gasping for breath. Lin Mowan was not in a hurry. She just turned her head leisurely, walked to a seat aside and sat down, waiting for her to recover.

After a long time, Hanyan sat on the ground, raised her vigilant eyes, and saw Lin Mowan sitting beside her, flipping through the book in her hand. The thought of running away flashed through her mind, but when she turned her head, her eyes caught a glimpse of Yuzhi standing at the door, and she gave up the idea in an instant.

Seeing that she had recovered, Lin Mowan put down the book in her hand, looked at her seriously, and asked a soul-piercing question: "You don't want to be suppressed by her forever, right? After all, no one is willing to be a subordinate. What's more, you are not even a concubine now."

Hanyan's heart trembled, and she understood what she meant. At this time, Yuzhi had slowly closed the door. Hanyan sat on the ground, hesitated for a few seconds, and slowly stood up.

"What do you mean?"

Obviously, she meant this when she asked.

Lin Mowan was also happy, and immediately smiled. She turned around, picked up the teacup beside her, poured a cup of tea, and motioned her, "Sit down and talk."

Hanyan hesitated for a moment, but still walked obediently to sit opposite Lin Mowan, and then couldn't wait to ask: "How do you know about me and the master?"

Lin Mowan smiled lightly, but didn't say anything. She just smiled faintly and then answered: "Is this important? Obviously, it is not as important as asking him to give you a legitimate identity, right?"

As she spoke, there was an unquestionable light in her eyes. Obviously, these words really touched Hanyan, and Hanyan began to hesitate.

"Of course, I don't mean to force you." Lin Mowan held the teacup in her hand, leaned back, and said, "I just did this out of helplessness. If I talk to you directly, you will definitely slam the door and leave, so I have to use some extraordinary means."

Hanyan naturally understood, after all, they had a grudge against each other, but facing the conditions proposed by Lin Mowan, she really couldn't refuse. Although she was indeed bought into the Jiang family by Gongshu Tingyue, she always felt that Gongshu Tingyue had too strong a desire for control, and their master was really pitiful, and he didn't even allow things like taking concubines.

In this world, which powerful man does not have three wives and four concubines and many children? Only the master in this family has very few people in his room and few descendants.

The master treated her very well, loved her very much, and protected her very well, so of course she wanted to be the master's person openly. Even if she was just a concubine, she was willing to do so.

But at the same time, she also understood that as long as Gongshu Tingyue was alive, there would be no hope for this matter. So when Lin Mowan proposed this condition, she naturally could not refuse.

But she did not agree to this immediately, but asked her persistently: "Why should I believe you?" Lin Mowan smiled and replied: "Our goals are the same. What you want is what I want."

Their goal was Gongshu Tingyue, so it was indeed the same, but Hanyan was still a little hesitant. After a painful struggle in her heart, she couldn't resist the temptation and said, "I can promise you, but you can't do anything to hurt the master."

Seeing her answer, Lin Mowan smiled and nodded. Of course, this time, her target was only the baby in Gongshu Tingyue's belly, and it was not Jiang Wenqing's turn yet.

Seeing this, Hanyan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then tell me about your plan."

After hearing this, Lin Mowan thought for a moment and gave a simple, clear and direct solution: "Abortion."

As soon as these words came out, Han Yan was so scared that she jumped up from her seat: "What did you say! No! Absolutely not! That's the master's child, how can I harm the master's child! I don't agree!"

Even if Lin Mowan's plan was to wait for Gongshu Tingyue to give birth to the child and then kill him, killing the mother and keeping the child, she could accept it. But directly aborting the child would be too cruel to her master, as he was looking forward to the birth of this child so much.

She thought about it and murmured, "No, I don't agree. You must not have any idea of ​​taking the child. Change someone else."

Seeing her reaction, Lin Mowan did not show too much surprise, but just smiled faintly, and shook the teacup in her hand slowly, and the tea in the cup immediately overflowed with fragrance.

She said, "Don't get excited, just listen to me."

Hearing this, Hanyan was somewhat skeptical. Her plan to abort the child suddenly destroyed much of the trust she had built up in her.

No matter what, she wanted to keep the child.

"Who do you think will be the biggest beneficiary after this child is born?" Lin Mowan asked her.

Hanyan was silent and thought carefully. Jiang Wenqing had few children. The few he had were either dead or disabled, and the ones he did have were not to his liking.

Therefore, no matter whether the baby is a boy or a girl, the baby will definitely receive more and more love. If it is a girl, it may be better and she will not be favored alone. But if it is a boy, then in the future, this child will definitely dominate the Jiang family.

In all this, I'm afraid the person who is most helpful is Gongshu Tingyue.

Hanyan thought about it, and answered her thoughts without hesitation, but emphasized her plan: "But what about that? I said, we can go to the mother and leave the child."

"I know." Lin Mowan continued, "But even if Gongshu Tingyue died, the child might not be born under your name. Think about your own identity and Tong Yuhua's identity. Who do you think the child will follow and who will be more convenient for inheriting the Jiang family in the future?"

"..." After these words were spoken, Hanyan fell silent. She had not really thought of this kind of relationship. She seemed to have been blinded by Jiang Wenqing's doting. She just thought about not harming his child, but she never thought that this child might not be hers.

Seeing her stunned, Lin Mowan curled the corners of her lips, and a hint of a triumphant smile flashed across her eyes silently. The other party was distracted and did not notice it.