Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

It was an old wicker basket, torn at the edges.

The basket is full of things.

He glanced casually, and was startled by what was inside.

Jiang Ning looked at him with his head: "What's wrong with you?"

This guy isn't trying to rob.

What can he grab from this empty house.

"That, what is it?" Jiang Ruobai swallowed, pointed to the wicker basket, and asked.

"Oh, it's just a basket, a pile of sundries."

"Miscellaneous...things?" Jiang Ruobai's eyes were straightened, he walked over uncontrollably, and bent down to pick up the gray-blue teacup on top.

He looked at it carefully for a while, and wiped it vigorously with his sleeve.

Is this sapphire polished?

How much is such a whole gem worth?

Jiang Ning had a panoramic view of his movements, opened his mouth, and muttered to himself: "Uncle, this is not Aladdin's magic lamp, you can't wipe out the gods."

Jiang Ruobai glanced at her, put the teacup back silently, and reached out to pick up a soft cloth.

He rubbed the cloth and almost threw it away with a shake of his hand.

This is……

Made of tiger skin?

There are also many messy and weird lines drawn on it.

Ordinary people can't see it, they will only see it as the wear marks of wrinkles.

But Jiang Ruobai is not an ordinary person.

At any rate, he was born as a Jinshi in the second list. He was the Minister of the Household Department at that time, in charge of the world's money and food, and was granted the imperial title of Doctor Ziqing Guanglu.

Naturally, it is no problem to identify ancient calligraphy and paintings.

The twenty-eight stars of the week painted on this tiger skin were used by the ancients to deduce the stars and predict the future.

Predicting the future is illusory, but this tiger skin is a real and precious antiquity.

In terms of value alone, it is much larger than the gem-studded cup just now.

I've only seen two of them, and they're both good.

What about the rest?

Jiang Ruobai stretched his neck to look at the basket carefully, and took a breath.

Everything in this broken basket is a good thing.

Either precious antiques, or gadgets made of porcelain, gold and stone.

It's all inconspicuous, but something that only insiders understand.

If such a large basket is taken out, it will not make people crazy.

Jiang Ruobai looked around the thatched cottage, then turned to look at the little girl outside the door.

What's the situation.

Could it be that the family that adopted their daughter is actually a rich man hidden in the city?

These thatched huts are just a cover?

"Xiao Qi, where did you... get these things?" He asked cautiously.

"Old Li gave it."

"Old Li...head?" Jiang Ruobai was dumbfounded again.

Li is the surname of the emperor.

Jiang Ruobai reached out to pick up a round wrench, vaguely feeling as if he had seen it in someone's hand.

Who is it?

He looked at Jiang Ning for a while, and a flash of light flashed in his mind.

ah!

Isn't this His Majesty's stuff?

plum……

Old Li...

Could it be that the old Li in her mouth is actually...

Jiang Ruobai trembled.

The person who adopted his daughter is His Majesty? ? ?

"Xiao Qi, who is Old Li and what does it have to do with you?" He asked.

"It's just a poor and fat old man who came to the restaurant to eat, and he used these to pay for the meal." Jiang Ning explained casually, "Although it's just some worthless rags, the old man is quite nice. It's also strange Oh, this old man doesn't look good, but he has a very cute grandson."

Jiang Ruobai: "..."

Jiang Ning frowned: "By the way, if I leave now, Lao Litou and Xiao Qian won't be able to find me when they come. I have to leave a note."

Xiaoqian?

The emperor's grandson Li Tingqian?

Jiang Ruobai shivered, and quickly stopped her: "Xiao Qi, you don't need to leave a note, I will ask someone to guard here. Tell him when they come."