Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

Jiang Ning flew back to his yard, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw Gucheng squatting on the tree, like a lonely black owl, tilting his head.

"Hi, Gucheng, good morning!" Jiang Ning raised his hand to greet him.

Gucheng bowed his head, as if he hadn't expected Jiang Ning's way of greeting, hesitated for a while, and replied "Morning".

Jiang Ning chuckled, raised his pretty ruddy and pink face, which was full of sleep, and asked, "Didn't I tell you to let you sleep a little longer. Anyway, I've already come out, so I'm not in a hurry."

Gucheng was silent for a moment, and said, "Understood."

"How long do you usually sleep every day?"

"Three hours."

"Three hours..." Jiang Ning automatically converted in his mind, "That's six hours, which is really too little for a child of your age. You must at least guarantee to sleep for four hours a day .”

Gucheng seemed to understand it, but also didn't seem to understand it, so he replied slowly: "Got it."

"Remember, sleep at least four hours every night before getting up. If you want to sleep a little longer, you can. You must get enough sleep."

"knew."

"Oh, just change the word."

"knew."

"...I'll go in and pack up, and I'll be leaving soon." Jiang Ning wisely decided to end the conversation with him, ran into the house, picked up her two little babies, kissed this soft face, and kissed that one Pretty little face, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Wen Zan nodded obediently: "Wait for the queen mother."

Ling Zi said: "The queen mother sleeps late and looks ashamed."

Jiang Ning laughed loudly, and smacked her face fiercely: "Sleeping late in winter is the happiest thing in life, and you must never give up."

Chunlai waited for a few maidservants to walk up and down to pack things.

Sitting on the porch at the door, Xiaoman looked at the snow, and at the lonely city squatting on the tree, his ignorant round face was full of innocence and cuteness.

Jiang Ning suddenly didn't want to leave.

Just guarding this snowy yard, there are parents, brothers and sisters, gentle and cute babies, Gucheng and Xiaoman, and loyal maids with different personalities.

In her heart, this is the happy life she dreamed of.

But she also knew in her heart that to protect the peace and beauty of this yard, she had to go out and fight.

Fight until she has the right to protect this beauty.

Huang Ying came over with the dowry box in her hand: "Master, everything is packed, and this servant will comb your hair, we should go back to the palace."

"good."

Jiang Ning nodded and sat in front of the mirror.

Huang Ying carefully combed her hair, tied the bun, the hairpin fixed the bun, and inserted hairpins on the bun, long tassels hung down and swayed gently.

Against the background of her face is crystal clear.

"It's so heavy." Jiang Ning complained, "Don't wear hairpins, the bun is also removed, just wear it. It's still warm."

Huang Ying just laughed: "In our courtyard, you can do whatever you want. You're going to go back to the palace. You can't have your hair disheveled, what's the proper way?"

Jiang Ning touched the gorgeous hairpin, but said nothing.

After cleaning up, Lin Zizi, Jiang Yi, two aunts, Jiang Yuan and Jiang Yan all came to see him off.

Jiang Ning said goodbye to them respectively, saw Jiang Yuan's fingers wrapped in cloth, and said with a smile: "If you can't take needle and thread, don't take it, it's not that you can't find the embroiderer. Who stipulates that the wedding dress must be embroidered by yourself?"

Jiang Yuan blushed: "I want you to take care of it."