Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

   Chapter 877 Riding the Wall

   But nothing else.

   After leaving Feishhuang Palace, Jiang Ruobai returned to Wenyuan Pavilion.

  Here is his office.

   Passing by the Wenhua Hall, he stopped for a while, and inadvertently caught sight of a small head melon seed sticking out of the wall from the corner of his eye.

   He fixed his eyes, couldn't help being scared, and hurriedly shouted: "Lingzi, why are you there?"

   Ling Zi used both hands and feet to climb up, and finally successfully rode to the top of the wall.

   She heard the shouting, looked down, and found that it was her grandfather. She immediately became happy, waving her little hand, and shouted in a milk voice, "Grandfather, do you think Ling Zili is very powerful?"

Jiang Ruobai looked at her short legs swaying, and her little hands didn't know how to grab the wall. She was afraid that she would scream again, which would frighten her to fall. She quickly soothed and teased her with a warm voice, and ran to the bottom of the wall. She reached out her hand and said : "Ling Zi is really good at climbing the wall, come on, come down and teach your grandfather."

  Ling Zi blinked: "Grandfather, you are an adult, can't you climb the wall by yourself?"

   "...Grandfather is very stupid, no way. Would Ling Zi be willing to teach grandfather?"

"OK then."

  Ling Zi, like a little adult, sighed helplessly and said seriously, "Grandfather, you have to study hard, I only teach you once. I'm down!"

   The three-year-old child didn't seem to know what danger and fear were. As soon as he finished speaking, he twisted and jumped down.

  Jiang Ruobai's brain buzzed, blank.

   Fortunately, although his mind was blank, his body's instinctive response was still there, so he hugged Ling Zi.

   There was a sharp pain in his arms, but the child caught it firmly.

   Looking at the little girl's sweet smile, Jiang Ruobai's brain slowly returned to normal.

   He patted Lingzi's head soothingly and put her on the ground, her face instantly turned cold.

   Until this time, one of Ling Zi's nurses ran out in a panic. When she saw that Ling Zi was safe and sound, she didn't wait to breathe a sigh of relief, and she saw Jiang Xiangye's gloomy face again, and she knelt down when her legs softened.

   After a while, Jiang Ruobai took Ling Zi and came to Li Hongyuan.

  Li Hongyuan was sitting in the hall, listening to Lin Shimo's lecture.

   Surrounded by several officials of the East Palace, as well as the eldest grandson Li Tingqian, Wen Zan, their companions and other children.

   When Li Hongyuan knew that Ling Zi had climbed the wall alone, but no one followed, the lecture could not continue.

   Ling Zi's wet nurse, maid, maid and **** knelt on the ground.

   Jiang Ning who got the news also hurried over.

   Needless to say, someone must be punished.

   Li Hongyuan didn't have any nonsense, he directly ordered everyone to be pulled out to face the board, each with sixty sticks.

   Jiang Ning felt that this was all because Lingzi was too stubborn, and even if he had to punish the people around him for not taking good care of him, he didn't need to be so serious.

   Sixty sticks, most likely to be beaten to death.

  Jiang Ruobai advised: "If there is a mistake, you should be punished, but everyone around the little county master is familiar with it, so you can't suddenly change it all."

  Li Hongyuan accepted the advice of his father-in-law, and finally each played ten boards.

   Jiang Ning is doting on children, but when it comes to discipline, he is never soft-hearted.

   She let Ling Zi watch people get beaten.

   At the same time, Li Tingqian and Wen Zan were also watching.

  Looking at the miserable cries of the maids who were holding her, coaxing her, and pampering her on weekdays, the wet nurse and the palace maid were beaten, Ling Zi also burst into tears.

   Since then, Ling Zi began to understand that in their position and position, once they go wrong, they will affect countless people.

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