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Ning Shu neutralized several plans, and decided to let Xiu Zijin live. Of course, it was a good time to live well and stretch out his hands for food to open his mouth.
Early the next morning, Grandma Li was chatting in Ning Shu's ear, just about caring for her little son, etiquette and etiquette.
Ning Shu pretended not to hear it, and took out a set of light green clothes from the cabinet and planned to put it on.
Mother Li's brows were twisted into caterpillars, "Princess, you want to wear this?"
"This color was never worn by the first princess."
Ning Shu: "Oh, I know my sister doesn't like to wear it, but I like to wear it." I like forgiveness.
"The princess..."
"Could it be that I can't even wear any clothes to be the lord, or else, you will be the princess." Ning Shu said blankly.
"The old slave dare not."
In the end, Ning Shu put on the color of forgiveness, and when she had breakfast, she picked what she liked.
Mother Li's face was wrinkled, she couldn't see it.
"Wang Hao, you have a taste of this." Madam Li pushed the pickles to Ning Shu.
"I don't eat kimchi. If I eat it, I will get a terminal illness." The cancer cannot be cured in a car accident.
Grandma Li:...
Madam Li found that today's princess was extremely rebellious. She used to eat whatever she was allowed to eat, but she didn't listen to it anymore.
"Princess, I heard that you made the prince unhappy last night. I will make some peach blossom cake later, and the prince will definitely calm down."
"I am a princess who cooks all over the world, is there no cook in the palace?"
"some."
"Why let me do it? If I have to do it, the cook will have nothing to do. I have robbed someone else's work." Ning Shu said directly.
What peach blossom cake, such a cold day, where does the peach blossom come from
Normally there are no peach blossoms, but because the princess first liked peach blossom cakes, every spring when the peach blossoms bloom, they would pick the peach blossoms and dry them for storage.
There are peach blossoms all year round.
Ning Shu said that eating a kind of pastry throughout the year is really not greasy
Grandma Li:...
There is a cook, but the meaning of making it yourself is different.
"The first princess often made peach blossom cakes for the prince." Madam Li sighed and said, "The old slave knows that the princess is not worried, but this is the fastest way to open the prince's heart."
Turn on the heart and lungs
Relying on pastries
Just use a knife.
Every time Grandma Li said this, she was like her sister who was subtle and let the client learn from her. At this time, Xiu Zijin was willing to look at her more and say a few words to her.
I can't extricate myself from being immersed in such a vicious circle.
This is equivalent to a shortcut to quickly establish a husband and wife relationship, but behind this shortcut is that the client has no ego anymore.
Ning Shu put down his chopsticks, "I really don't know how to make peach blossom cakes. Instead of using peach blossom cakes to provoke the prince's lovesickness, I might as well not do it."
Grandma Li was stunned, but she couldn't say anything anymore. She changed the subject and asked, "Who is going to see the youngest son?"
Ning Shuyan wiped his hands and face, and went to see the child in the nurse.
Hong'er is less than one year old now, and can sit up, turn over and bite.
White and tender, eyes dripping, pitch black as ink, he looks like a cute child.
The nurse hurriedly saluted Ning Shu. Ning Shu sat on the edge of the bed, picked up Hong'er, and shook the rattle in front of him.
Hong'er drooled and stretched out her white tender hand to catch the rattle.
"Hong'er, I am auntie." Ning Shu coaxed him.
This child will depend on the client in the future.
But if this child is a little older, he will give birth to the client.
The client was isolated and helpless in this palace. There was no one around him, saying that he was a family, but no one regarded her as a relative.
Hong'er looked at her with defensive and disgusting eyes.
It won't work in the future. If the client's body can't be adjusted, he will have to raise Hong'er as his own son in the future.
If the treatment is over, even if she is pregnant, Xiu Zijin has a hundred ways to prevent the child from giving birth.
He is very affectionate, except for his beloved wife who can give birth to his children, no other women are worthy.
Second, for Hong'er's absolute rights, there will be no more children to share the interests of Hong'er.
Therefore, it is unlikely that the client really wants to have a child.
Ning Shu touched his chin and looked at Hong'er who was drooling.
The first thing to do is to make the child think that she is an aunt and will not be her mother.
When Hong'er was a little sensible, she didn't think that the client had occupied her mother's place.
Xiu Zijin likes to show affection, especially his affectionate personalities, so he holds Hong'er in front of Ning Anshuang's portrait and thinks of sweetness.
Then in the heart of the child, the client is so abrupt.
After doing it for a long time, Xiu Zijin was still wronged. When he asked for a kiss, someone pressed your head and dragged you away.
Ning Shu wiped Hong'er's saliva with a soft cloth, and smiled, "What a good boy."
No matter what the future of this child is, she will definitely become the concubine of the palace and live a good life.
The premise was that Xiu Zijin died, and the client was so forbearing that he obviously couldn't do it anymore, and died before Xiu Zijin.
Ning Shu touched the child's little hand, thinking a lot in her heart.
What we have to do now is to take good care of my body, and my aunt will hurt my sister immediately.
Whether or not you can have a baby is one thing, but the pain of scraping with a steel knife a few days a month is unbearable.
But obviously, taking medicine with medicinal materials is not enough. After all, Xiu Zijin controls both inside and outside the palace.
Ning Shu intends to absorb the power of the igniting sun to drive away the cold in his body. Besides, absorbing the power of the fire yang, Ning Shu will not be afraid of the cold in winter.
"Wow..." Hong'er burst into tears.
The nurse said immediately: "Wang Madam, let the maidservant take a look, the youngest son must have peeed."
Ning Shu got up from the bed and stood watching the nurse changing diapers.
Tasks with children are a bit annoying.
Ning Shu asked the nurse to take good care of the young son, turned around and walked out of the room, and met Xiu Zijin at the door.
Xiu Zijin came to see her.
Xiu Zijin looked at the green Ning Shu for a moment, and when she took a closer look, she found that it was her own princess.
"How do you wear this kind of clothes, it's too ugly." Xiu Zijin said with a frown.
Women who are pleased with themselves, especially those who have nothing to do in the backyard, make themselves more attractive, just hoping for men to take a look.
Looking forward to the man's pity.
"Doesn't it look good?" Ning Shu took the skirt and turned around. "The court concubine thinks it looks pretty, and the court concubine likes this color."
"It's not good-looking, don't wear it in the future." Xiu Zijin said with a calm face, and said to Grandma Li behind Ning Shu: "Don't prepare such clothes for the princess in the future, it's too ugly."
"This king doesn't want a princess dressed in colorful and green clothes. She wears well like your sister."
(End of this chapter)