Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

"Oh, don't be so wordy, you've interrupted my train of thought..." Jiang Ning bit his pen, thinking seriously.

Huang Ying couldn't laugh or cry: "You really care about it."

Jiang Ning ignored her and carefully chose words and sentences.

After a while, a well-spoken letter was written.

"How about seeing it?" Jiang Ning showed it to Huang Ying, "I definitely wrote down the girl's admiration."

Huang Ying waved her hand: "I don't dare to look at it any more."

"I have such a good literary talent, it's a pity if you don't read it."

"Oh, master, you should have some fun." Huang Ying said helplessly, "If you wrote to His Royal Highness, I would still be happy for you. But this..."

"I'm crazy to write to him."

"..."

Huang Ying was speechless.

Did she understand that she is the prince's woman?

Huang Ying asked: "Master, are you sure that Mu Jian will really reply?"

"Is he ashamed not to reply to such an eloquent letter?"

"...That's not necessarily true." Huang Ying said with a smile, "You have finished writing this letter, how do you plan to give it to Mu Jian?"

"I haven't figured it out yet."

Jiang Ning thought for a while, and he could only trouble Gucheng.

But Gucheng is stubborn and refuses to leave her side for half a step.

With the letter in his arms, Jiang Ning walked around the yard a few times, a little irritable.

This damn ancient times, this damn imperial palace.

Even though her legs have healed, they are still restricted everywhere and can't go anywhere!

She went around the tree, with her hands behind her back, and circled under the tree.

Gu Cheng squatted on the tree trunk, watching her silently, his eyes following her movements.

"Miss." After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly spoke.

Jiang Ning was angry: "What are you doing?"

"What are you turning?"

"I'm trying to find a way."

"What?"

"I wanted to send a letter to Mu Jian, but somehow it was delivered to him without anyone noticing."

"I can."

"You?" Jiang Ning stopped and looked up at him, "Aren't you refusing to leave my side? Are you going to protect me life or death?"

"When entering the palace."

What he said was not going to the village and not going to the store, but Jiang Ning, who had gradually followed his rhythm, quickly realized it.

"You mean, when Mu Jian enters the palace?"

"yes."

"Mu Jian's martial arts are also very strong, can you give him the letter without him finding out?"

"I'll give it a try."

"That's good." Jiang Ning threw the letter to him immediately, "Don't let him find out."

Gucheng nodded, stuffed the letter into his sleeve and put it away, and continued to squat among the branches and leaves, like an owl in a daze in broad daylight.

It was not until evening that Li Hongyuan came back with his two children.

The two children were tired from playing, and fell asleep back and forth in the rickety carriage on the way back.

Two eunuchs carried them behind their backs.

Huang Ying hurriedly took care of them and put them on the bed to sleep.

Jiang Ning looked back.

"What are you looking for?" Li Hongyuan asked.

"Let me see if it's raining." Jiang Ning replied casually.

Of course she wasn't idle watching the rain, she just wanted to know if Mu Jian came back with her.

I looked around with my eyes, but Mu Jian was nowhere to be seen, and the lonely city on the tree was nowhere to be seen.

Li Hongyuan looked at her: "When the children come back, you don't ask a word, but you care about whether it's raining or not."

"Ask what?"

"How did the children play and what did they have for lunch?"

"They followed you, and there are so many people following you, there is still a shortage of food and clothing." Jiang Ning waved his hand indifferently.