Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

   Chapter 554 Handwriting Comparison

When    came to the study, Jiang Ning couldn't wait to ask, "How is it?"

"Um."

   Gucheng lived up to his expectations, took out a letter and put it on the table.

  Jiang Ning's eyes lit up: "I knew that there is nothing that our lonely city can't do. Weren't we being followed?"

   Gucheng was quiet for a long time, and slowly said: "Mujian did send someone to observe in the dark, but that person's martial skills were low and he didn't notice me."

   "It's good! It's hard work!" Jiang Ning was very happy, picked up a plate of snacks on the table and stuffed it into Gucheng, "Good, sit over there and rest for a while, I'll read the letter."

   Lonely City: "..."

   He is not a child.

  Take a plate of fruit and coax him away.

   But out of respect for the young lady, he still took the plate, silently walked to the stool in the corner and sat down, eating snacks while watching the little princes playing outside the window.

  Jiang Ning opened the letter, not paying attention to the content of the letter, but looking at the handwriting first.

what.

   is really similar.

The    are all beautiful fonts that are a little showy, and you can see that they have been practiced at a glance.

  Jiang Ning, for fear of making a mistake, hurriedly dug out the letter he got from Denghua, spread the two pieces of paper together, and compared them carefully.

  Whether it is the strokes, or the details of the strokes, such as discontinuity, turns, and pauses, they are almost the same.

The most striking thing about    is that the word "Feng" in it, whether intentional or unintentional, was deliberately omitted.

   Based on various comparisons, Jiang Ning can conclude that Mu Jian is the man who wrote to Denghua.

   confirmed his guess, but Jiang Ning didn't feel happy at all.

   She just felt frightened.

   Mujian is Li Hongyuan's person.

  Why did Li Hongyuan harm his own mother?

   This is simply not reasonable.

  But if it wasn't for Li Hongyuan, who would Mu Jian be instructed by?

   Did he betray Li Hongyuan?

  Jiang Ning would rather be the latter. In any case, she did not want to believe that Li Hongyuan was such a vicious and ruthless person that even his own mother was poisoned.

   Jiang Ning stared at the letter, frowning.

   At this moment, Huang Ying ran in and hurriedly said, "Master, a message has come from the front, Master wants to see you."

   "What, my father?" Jiang Ning raised his head, "Where is he?"

   "We have arrived at the East Palace."

   "He just came here?" Jiang Ning was surprised.

   Huang Ying said with a smile: "Naturally it was approved by His Majesty."

   "It's really weird, the emperor would actually agree to my father coming to the harem." Jiang Ning thought it was incredible, but she had always wanted to see her family. Now that her father was outside, she had no reason to disappear.

   While talking, the little **** had already led Jiang Ruobai to arrive.

   Jiang Ning hurried up to meet him: "Dad!"

  Jiang Ruobai had a big smile on his face, still with a gentle and gentle appearance, and even pretended to give Jiang Ning a salute.

   "Don't be like this, Dad, I'm your daughter."

   "In the future, when you become the queen, you will be the mother of the world, and the father of mine is also your subject. This state ceremony cannot be abolished."

   Jiang Ruobai did not shy away from mentioning this kind of thing.

   Fortunately, there are no outsiders, Huang Ying and Gucheng in the house can absolutely be trusted.

   "Dad, come and sit down, I have something to tell you." Jiang Ning pulled Jiang Ruobai to sit down, and then ordered Huang Ying to pour tea.

Jiang Ruobai only cared about her distressed daughter: "Why are you losing weight? Isn't the food in the palace unpalatable? Also, can the items in the imperial kitchen be imported? Well, after I go back, I will let the cook in the palace come to serve you... …”

   "Dad, Daddy!" Jiang Ning hurriedly interrupted his chatter, "Now is not the time to talk about these trivial things. I have something serious to tell you!"

   (end of this chapter)