After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

Jiang Ning's gaze stayed on the wooden box for a moment. She took the wooden box and opened it, only to see a fluffy tail-like thing about the size of half a palm lying inside.

Jiang Ning showed a little surprise, and picked up the white tail in the box to play with. The tail was fluffy without any variegation.

The slightly itchy soft touch made her tremble a little. Jiang Ning held it in one hand, tilted her head slightly, rubbed her cheek on the tail slightly, and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

Seeing her like this, Mu Jingzhao's ears were slightly red, and he turned his face away unnaturally, but his eyes remained on Jiang Ning's face.

"When I saw it today, I thought it was novel. I specially sent someone to make you a purse tassel for decoration. It's my compensation for losing your bone whistle."

Jiang Ning didn't seem to notice what Mu Jingzhao was saying. She held the white and fluffy tail in her hands and smiled widely, but then, she seemed to suddenly think of it with a surprised expression on her face, "This rabbit Why is the tail so big? Did its parents do something bad with the fox?"

The corners of Mu Jingzhao's slightly raised mouth twitched imperceptibly, and the veins on his forehead twitched slightly, "What kind of rabbit? This is a ferret. It's a rare commodity. Do you know it, woman?"

On the other hand, Jiang Ning didn't seem to notice the displeasure on Mu Jingzhao's face at all. She said "Oh" and then added as if she felt that she was being impolite, "That's a bit strange indeed. .”

Mu Jingzhao's chest heaved violently. He stared at Jiang Ning, and was about to refute something, but suddenly felt that everything he had done was futile, so he could only give up.

Although Jiang Ning really didn't like Mu Jingzhao's trouble here early in the morning, she really liked this gift.

She hung the sable tail on her waist, and thanked Mu Jingzhao earnestly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

After all, Jiang Ning held the porridge bowl in his hand, raised his head and drank it down, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

She got up to leave, but found that Mu Jingzhao was slowly drinking the porridge in front of her at this time. She suddenly felt that it was a bit rude for her to walk away so suddenly, so she sat back on the buttocks that had been hanging in the air not long ago.

At this moment, Jiang Ning has eaten enough, and he no longer has the slightest desire to eat on the table full of food in front of him.

So she could only fiddle with the sable tail at her waist, and stare intently at Mu Jingzhao eating breakfast beside her, hoping that the other party would eat faster, and even faster.

Jiang Ning had to admit that she had never met anyone who was more particular about eating than Mu Jingzhao.

Every time, he twisted the handle of the spoon with two fingers and fiddled with the porridge a few times in a leisurely manner, scooping up a spoonful of porridge with both meat and porridge just right, and there must be only two pieces of meat, not too much. No less.

Then, he brought the porridge spoon to his mouth, and blew slowly, about ten mouthfuls, and then finally put the spoon into his mouth, took a sip, and lost a third of it.

For the remaining half teaspoon, Mu Jingzhao took a sip at a time and drank it in two divided doses.

After finally watching the other party finish a spoonful of porridge, Jiang Ning was dumbfounded, and his eagerness to see Liu Jinfu was replaced by shock.

After drinking like this, can he really be full as fast as he is hungry?
As if aware of her gaze, Mu Jingzhao was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it off his face.

"Is there something on my face?"

She shook her head dully, "Your Majesty, you really don't know how to eat and get hungry after eating?"

"No." Mu Jingzhao replied, turning his head to eat the porridge again.

The two were silent with each other for a while, and Jiang Ning finally couldn't sit still. She felt that if she waited for Mu Jingzhao to eat the porridge, by the time he finished eating, she might forget all the words she had thought up.

She took a deep breath, "Your Majesty, my concubine still has some important matters, so I won't accompany you. Take your time."

After all, she got up.

"What are you going to do?"

Jiang Ning didn't hide anything, "I'll talk to the imperial concubine."

Mu Jingzhao paused slightly, put down the spoon, "What about stepping on the snow?"

"Ah."

"This matter is not your fault. The imperial concubine is a sensible person, she will not blame you, and what's more, no matter what you do, you can't make up for it."

Jiang Ning lowered his eyebrows, "I know, but after all, I did something wrong, so I can't just do nothing."

Mu Jingzhao picked up the spoon again, scooped a spoonful of porridge mixed with rice and meat, put it in his mouth and blew, "Then go, remember to go early and come back early, I need to find you."

She nodded in response, and without asking anything, she opened the door first and walked out.

Jiang Ning was uneasy all the way, but when he actually walked to Shuanghua Palace, his heart was a little calmer.

She had just organized her words, and when she walked to the door, she saw Mengyin greeted her with a smile, "Your Majesty, this slave has been waiting for a long time."

She looked puzzled.

Meng Yin continued, "The imperial concubine entrusted her servant to give you a message. It was not your fault at all. There is a doom in Treading's life, and there is no way to avoid it. This is fate."

Jiang Ning suddenly felt as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out.

"But……"

"The imperial concubine is very grateful for your life-saving grace, but she doesn't want to see you feel guilty and sad. The imperial concubine can understand your feelings, so please go back first."

Meng Yin's words have reached this point, and Jiang Ning has no reason to hold back.

She nodded slightly, turned her head and took a deep look at the main hall with fluttering curtains, and beyond the thin layer of veil, she could vaguely see the tall and lonely figure of Liu Jinfu sitting in the hall.

She didn't say any more, and turned her head back under Mengyin's gaze.

Along the way, Jiang Ning looked in a trance, absent-minded.

After an unknown amount of time, she bumped into a hard object and was bounced back several meters.

At the same time, a sharp cat sound sounded, and some sharp object scratched her arm, and a tingling pain came, and Jiang Ning couldn't help but exclaimed in pain.

"Ah!" Lin Zheng, who bumped into Jiang Ning, turned pale in shock, and quickly reached out to help her, but the culprit who scratched Jiang Ning's hand - a little milk cat, took advantage of the chaos and ran away quickly, and got into the bamboo forest beside him in an instant Li is gone.

"Ma'am, are you okay?"

Even though Lin Zheng supported him, Jiang Ning still felt dizzy and dizzy.

She supported her head, and after a while, she realized that the person in front of her was Lin Zheng.

"Commander Lin, why are you here?"