Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

Gucheng looked at her light back and rarely took the initiative to speak: "Miss Seventh should not go."

"What shouldn't we go to? See Lone Peak?" Jiang Ning looked back at him and waved to him, "Gucheng, come here."

Gucheng walked up to him.

When he came to the General's Mansion, he no longer had to hide his figure and could follow Jiang Ning openly.

Most people in the house know him, and they call him "Cheng Gongzi" in a polite manner.

Although these twelve children with the surname Gu are nominally Jiang Mubai's bodyguards, their actual status is similar to that of Jiang Mubai's adopted sons.

Whether in the army or in the general's palace, he has a high status.

Gucheng has always been cold and indifferent, and completely ignored the salutes of the servants in the mansion.

He stood in front of Jiang Ning and lowered his head habitually, as docile as a lamb: "Miss Seven."

Jiang Ning stretched out her hand and flicked his forehead and asked: "Mr. Cheng, why are you so inhumane? Isn't Gu Ying your good brother?"

"Just a subordinate."

"After all, you have been friends who grew up together, and you have lived and died together with your uncle. Don't you want Gu Ying to live well?"

Gucheng was silent for a while, organizing the words in his mind, and then said: "The right to live must be fought for by oneself."

"Who told you this?"

"General."

"Uh!" Jiang Ning touched her nose and smiled, "In a sense, this sentence makes sense. However, we are our own people. When we are capable, shouldn't we also do it for ourselves? Where are our partners fighting for a chance to live?"

"He makes mistakes."

"No one is a saint, how can he make no mistakes? If he makes a mistake, he should be given a chance to correct it."

"no."

What he means is that not all mistakes deserve forgiveness.

For example, putting Miss Seven into danger.

Never be forgiven.

Jiang Ning spent a long time talking and found that it was just a waste of saliva.

How could Gucheng's three views, which had been cultivated by Jiang Mubai for ten years, change because of her mere words?

"We'll talk about this later. Let's go see Gu Ying first."

Jiang Ning pushed the door open and walked into Gu Ying's room.

The room was spotless, with only a faint medicinal smell.

The room seemed cold and quiet.

Gu Ying was sitting on the bed reading a book.

Wearing a white pajamas, she is slender and fair, with her legs crossed, like a lean girl.

Seeing Jiang Ning come in, he quickly jumped out of bed and hid the book behind him.

A fair and tender face showed slight embarrassment: "I have met Miss Seven in my humble position."

"The injury on your foot hasn't healed yet. Sit tight." Jiang Ning pretended not to notice his little movements, looked at his face carefully, and nodded, "Well, you seem to be in better spirits. Does the wound still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you Miss Seven for your concern." Gu Ying glanced at Gucheng who was standing at the door and sat down silently.

Gucheng didn't give him any good looks.

Jiang Ning saw a night of white porridge and a small dish on the table, and said with a smile: "This is what you want to eat? My uncle is so stingy, why can't he even get a meal?"

Gu Feng whispered: "This subordinate is not worthy."

"If you say that, I won't be able to forgive myself." Jiang Ning took out a roast duck wrapped in oil paper and put it on the table. "I am responsible for your suffering. I feel guilty in my heart. extremely."

Gu Feng waved his hands hurriedly: "Miss Seventh, please don't say that. It's my subordinate's fault for failing to protect Miss Seventh. Even if my subordinates die, that's what they deserve."