Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

Jiang Ning didn't talk back this time.

Although she is stubborn, she also cherishes her life.

"Is it so straightforward for you brothers to fight and kill each other?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Of course not. It's just that... there are some things that everyone knows very well." Li Hongyuan said lightly, "There has always been bloodshed in the battle for the throne."

"Actually, wouldn't it be good for you to just be a rich prince? Do you have to fight for that position?"

"You don't understand." Li Hongyuan looked out of the carriage window, his eyes became a little far away, "Some things, once you can't help yourself, you can never look back."

"What you said, someone is forcing you to grab it."

"Of course. If you don't grab it, someone will force you to grab it. If you don't grab it and give the position to someone else, they won't be soft-hearted towards you. Would you like to be trampled underfoot for the rest of your life?"

Jiang Ning actually understands very well, but in history, there are not rich princes who have not lived a leisurely life.

Just looking at the ruthless and ruthless attitude of their brothers, there is absolutely no room for them to back down.

If you don't grab it, you will die.

For the sake of her own life, she decided to stay in Prince Yu's Mansion for the remaining three or four months, keeping the door behind closed doors.

What's more, even though her arm was a skin trauma, a layer of flesh was peeled off alive.

It's fine if the leg is disabled, the arm is also injured, and it's a fart to go out.

At this moment the carriage shook violently.

Jiang Ning's body was unstable, and he threw it to the side, and was about to hit the carriage.

Holding her shoulder with one hand, he held her firmly.

"What's going on?" Li Hongyuan asked outside in a deep voice.

The voice of Chashan came: "There are stones on the road, nothing happened."

"Tell the coachman that if there is another bump, I will kill them."

"The servant understands."

The carriage was slower, but more stable.

Li Hongyuan asked Jiang Ning: "Are you okay? Is there any discomfort? Does your arm hurt?"

"I'm fine."

"Does your arm hurt?" She didn't answer, but Li Hongyuan asked repeatedly.

"Somewhat."

How could it not hurt at all.

Li Hongyuan asked again: "Does your stomach hurt?"

"Why does my stomach hurt?" Jiang Ning glanced at him, "When you were in the hospital, you told me that I was going to have a miscarriage. Now you keep asking me if my stomach hurts. Is that why you want me to have a miscarriage?"

"Do you have a brain?" Li Hongyuan withdrew his hand angrily, "The kid keeps kicking you in the stomach, that's why I asked!"

Jiang Ning said: "Who would kick the stomach and hurt?"

"No, it doesn't hurt?" Li Hongyuan's expression was a little silly.

Something kicks in the stomach, doesn't it hurt?

"Of course it doesn't hurt." Jiang Ning thought for a while and added, "At least it doesn't hurt now."

"What's the meaning?"

"Now he is still very young, he can swim around in his stomach, and his strength is also small. After two months, when he grows up, he will not be able to stretch his arms and legs, and his strength will be great, so he may feel uncomfortable when he kicks."

These are all seen from books and TV in the previous life.

Li Hongyuan was a little dumbfounded, imagining a little baby swimming around in his stomach.

So, will it be flooded?

But he won't ask again, lest the dead woman look at him like an idiot again.

Jiang Ning swept the back of his hand and found that the back of his hand was scratched by herself.

Li Hongyuan was sitting upright, staring ahead, wondering whether it was King Chen or King Huai who did it.

When he came back to his senses and realized that the noisy woman beside him had been quiet for a long time, he turned around and found her asleep leaning against the carriage.