Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

Aunt Hua hurriedly comforted her daughter: "Why can't you bear your temper? You are the daughter of the Jiang family, a noble girl, you should be educated, courteous, virtuous and virtuous. How can you get into the eyes of the nobles in the palace if you are so reckless and irritable? , won the heart of His Royal Highness King Yu?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned: "What did Mother say?"

"My silly daughter, can't you understand what your father means?" Aunt Hua couldn't restrain her joy, "Your father said, let's prepare for the draft and don't let him down."

Jiang Yuan's heart slowly filled with ecstasy: "Mother means... I will be selected?"

"Do you have to ask? Your father is close to His Majesty, and he is also the Secretary of the Household Department. It is not impossible to manage up and down in the palace. Otherwise, your father would never say such a thing." Aunt Hua stroked her daughter's head, " What's more, my daughter is good-looking, His Royal Highness Prince Yu will definitely take a fancy to you."

Jiang Yuan was secretly happy, but then sad: "I was conceited, I thought I was a good one among the Jiang family sisters. But, mother also saw Jiang Qi's appearance... she looks so much like Madam."

Mentioning this, Aunt Hua also lowered her face.

"When Madam was young, she was the most beautiful in Chang'an, but now she is old and haggard. I didn't expect her daughter to be even better than she was then. It's no wonder your father dotes on her so much."

"When she comes, I will no longer be in my father's eyes." Jiang Yuan was aggrieved.

"Don't underestimate yourself, she has nothing but a face. What's more, she is disabled and can only sit in a wheelchair and use crutches. The Jiang family has to count on you for the draft." Aunt Hua was proud Yangyang, "My daughter is still the best after all. When you become Princess Shangyu, no matter what kind of wife or seventh lady she is, no one can surpass you!"

Jiang Yuan was overjoyed.

Aunt Hua said: "So, we have to bear it now. We should give Zizhuyuan face, and we have to give it back. It won't be too late to say this again after the draft."

She called the servant girl, packed up two pieces of clothes, and told Jiang Yuan to hold them.

Jiang Yuan curled her lips: "Look at the poorness of that seventh girl, she must have never worn such a good material in her life."

"Don't say such things, and your father will not like it. Remember, everything we do now is based on patience."

"Um."

"Let's go, before it gets dark."

The mother and daughter went to Purple Bamboo Garden.

Jiang Ning was having dinner with Lin Zizi. There were four or five dishes of stewed vegetables on the table, most of which were clear soup with little water, and only a small bowl of egg custard could be regarded as meat.

What Jiang Ning ate was tasteless.

She found out that the meals in this dynasty were relatively simple, and they didn't pay much attention to cooking, frying, frying, and cooking. They were basically stews.

It's no wonder that Lao Litou and Xiaoqian like to eat her dishes so much.

Lin Zizi ate very little, a small bowl of millet porridge, and stopped after only two mouthfuls. She just watched Jiang Ning eat with a smile, and gave her some vegetables from time to time.

Facing her strong and loving eyes, Jiang Ning couldn't refuse, but he didn't have any appetite, so he only sipped slowly.

At this time, the servant girl came in and said that Aunt Hua and Miss Wu were here.

Lin Zizi didn't respond, she still looked at Jiang Ning softly.

Jiang Ning had no choice but to ask, "What are they doing here?"

"Say it's an apology to the madam and the girl."

"Apologize?" Jiang Ning glanced at Lin Zizi, "Madam, let them in?"

Lin Zizi didn't care much: "Whatever."

Jiang Ning said: "Since it's an apology, then come in."

As soon as Aunt Hua's mother and daughter came in, their faces were full of smiles like the warm spring breeze in March, and they didn't have the harsh and domineering look before.