Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

  Chapter 22 Clear soup with little water

Aunt Hua hurriedly reassured her daughter: "How can you be impatient. You are the daughter of the Jiang family, a noble woman, you should be polite, virtuous and virtuous. How can you get into the eyes of the nobles in the palace if you are so rash and rash. , that caught the heart of His Royal Highness King Yu?"

   Jiang Yuan was stunned: "What did the mother say?"

   "My silly daughter, can't you still hear what your father means?" Aunt Hua couldn't contain the joy, "Your father said, let's prepare well for the draft and don't let him down."

   Jiang Yuan's heart slowly filled with ecstasy: "Mother is saying... I will be selected?"

"Why don't you ask? Your father is close to His Majesty, and he is the minister of the household. It's not impossible to manage up and down the palace. Otherwise, your father would never say such a thing." Aunt Hua stroked her daughter's head, " Besides, my daughter is good-looking, His Royal Highness King Yu will definitely take a fancy to you."

  Jiang Yuan was secretly happy, and then sadly said: "I was conceited and thought I was a good one among the sisters of the Jiang family. However, my mother also saw the appearance of Jiang Qi... She looks so similar to Madam."

   Mentioning this, Aunt Hua also lowered her face.

   "Madam was very beautiful when she was young. She has grown old and gaunt. But I didn't expect her daughter to be even better than she was back then. I don't blame your father for doting on her so much."

   "She's here, I'm no longer in my father's eyes." Jiang Yuan felt aggrieved.

"Don't underestimate yourself. She has nothing but a face. Besides, she is disabled and can only sit in a wheelchair and lean on crutches. For the draft, the Jiang family has to count on you." Concubine Hua is proud Yangyang said, "My daughter is still the best after all. When you become Princess Yu, who cares about her wife and seven girls, no one can beat you!"

   Jiang Yuan was overjoyed.

   Aunt Hua said: "So, we have to bear it for now. It's time to give Zizhuyuan face, and we have to give it. After the draft, it's not too late to breathe again."

   She called the maid, packed two clothes, and asked Jiang Yuan to hold them.

   Jiang Yuan pouted: "Look at the poverty of the seven girls, I must have never worn such a good material in my life."

   "Don't say such things, your father will be displeased. Remember, we are all about patience now."

"Um."

   "Let's go, let's pass through before it gets dark."

  The mother and daughter went to Zizhuyuan.

   Jiang Ning was eating dinner with Lin Zizi. There were four or five dishes of stew on the table.

  Jiang Ning is tasteless and tasteless.

   She found out that the meals of this dynasty were relatively simple, and they didn't pay much attention to cooking, frying, frying, and cooking. Basically, they were all stews.

   It's no wonder that Old Litou and Xiaoqian like to eat her dishes so much.

  Lin Zizi eats very little, a small bowl of millet porridge, and stops after only two bites. He just smiles and watches Jiang Ning eat, and brings her vegetables from time to time.

   Facing her eyes with strong love, Jiang Ning couldn't refuse, but he had no appetite, so he just grumbled slowly.

   At this time, the maid came in and said that Aunt Hua and the fifth girl were coming.

  Lin Zizi didn't react, and still looked at Jiang Ning softly.

  Jiang Ning had to speak: "What are they doing here?"

   "Said it was to apologize to the lady and the girl."

   "Apologize?" Jiang Ning glanced at Lin Zizi, "Madam, do you want them in?"

  Lin Zizi didn't care: "Whatever."

  Jiang Ning said: "Since it is an apology, then come in."

   As soon as Aunt Hua and her daughter came in, they smiled like a warm spring breeze in March, and there was no other way of being mean and domineering.

   (end of this chapter)