Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

Father He sneered: "Oh, women are ignorant! Do you know what the status of the first and second masters of the Prime Minister's Mansion is in the court? If our son can be the son-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion, his future will be limitless. Phase, just around the corner!"

He's mother was startled and said, "Can my son really have such a future in the future?"

"With the support of the Jiang family, what can't be done?"

"If my son becomes a marquis and worships the prime minister, can I, as a mother, also get a royal order?"

"Of course."

"God." Mother He patted her chest, "Can I also be an imperial lady, wear an imperial dress, enter the palace to meet saints, and have banquets during the New Year's Eve?"

"Don't dream." Father He poured cold water on him, "If my son marries the daughter of the prime minister's family, it might be possible. If he marries the daughter of the Cui family, I'm afraid there is no hope."

The master of the Cui family is only a fifth-rank official. Compared with the prime minister's mansion, there is a gap of heaven and earth.

Maybe the Cui family will still rely on their son for support in the future, so how can it be of any help.

Thinking about this carefully, the remorse in He Mu's heart inevitably became stronger.

Ah, the crippled girl is all right.

Losing his son's future in vain, and himself losing his life, this is annoying.

Although she thought so in her heart, she would never admit it.

"A leg that has been lame for more than ten years, is it good to say it? It's probably because this kid deliberately lied to me! I will find an opportunity some other day and see it with my own eyes to know if it's true or not!"

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Jiang family.

It wasn't until evening that Jiang's father and son came back wearing Xingyue.

Lin Zizi and the two little ones couldn't bear to sleep, only Jiang Ning and the newly married Zhang Mujin were still waiting.

Hearing that they were back, they hurried to the front yard.

Seeing her daughter running briskly, Jiang Ruobai hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and then reprimanded Huang Ying: "Why do you let Qi girl go by herself?"

"Father, I'm leaving by myself, don't blame others."

"My little ancestor, I have told you thousands and thousands of times every day, you must take good care of your leg, and you must not suffer from any root cause of disease. Why don't you listen? Hurry up, come and help Seventh Miss to sit."

Jiang Ning knew that if he didn't sit down, this father couldn't give up.

She had no choice but to sit on the chair, and before she had time to ask, she listened to Jiang Yi ordering someone to fetch the wheelchair from the backyard.

Zhang Mujin stood aside, pursed her lips, and smiled softly.

She didn't think it before, but since she married into Xiangfu, she can truly feel that the Jiang family really dotes on this seventh sister to the bottom of their bones.

"Father, you drink tea." She held tea and offered it.

Jiang Ruobai nodded.

Jiang Ning said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, why don't you pour tea for brother?"

Zhang Mujin smiled and said, "Your third brother is not thirsty."

"Hey, who said I'm not thirsty? I want to have a drink today."

Jiang Ning smiled and said: "Brother, don't be brave in front of us, the two of you will go back to the house later, are you going to kneel on the washboard?"

Zhang Mujin who said this had a fair face flushed.

She blushed and said, "Seventh girl just likes to joke, so she is not as prudent as Fifth and Sixth Sisters."

"Then why do you always pester me and play with me?"

"...Isn't it because you love sweet talk and the people who please you have to like you?"

"Third Brother, did you hear that?"

"You two sisters-in-law, don't make trouble, you have serious business to talk about." Although Jiang Yi's mouth was stiff, he didn't dare to ask Zhang Mujin to pour tea, so he poured a cup of tea and sat down.