Ni Rong snorted, "Come on, cook the beggar's chicken later, you won't have a share."
Xiaosun, the greedy cat, quickly apologized, "I was wrong. I was wrong. Isn't that okay? I'll go pour the water right now!"
With that said, he ran in quickly and came out with a large bowl of water.
Grandma Yang said: "After asking for water, I quickly put the chickens in the backyard. It's so dirty here."
"I know, I just want to meet the princess first."
"Well, you go and wash it first. When you're done, come here. I have something to ask you." Ni Rong responded when he heard the words, drank it all in one breath, and ran to the backyard with his things.
He went back to the house first, took a shower and came back.
"Princess, what's the matter?" After taking a shower, she felt much refreshed.
"How are you, sister-in-law?" Zian asked.
"It's good." Ni Rong said with a smile, "Princess Lao is thinking about me."
"Well, go back and see her when you have more time. It's hard for a woman," Zian said.
Ni Rong's brother is dead, and his sister-in-law lives alone with her nephew.
"My subordinates know!" Ni Rong responded.
Zian asked him to sit down, and then said: "I have something for you to do, but you can't say anything to anyone before verifying it."
"Can't the prince say it too?" Ni Rong asked.
Zian nodded, "That's right, even the prince can't know."
Before catching that person, she couldn't let Lao Qi know that Lao Qi was nervous about her, so she would rather offend the Empress Dowager.
Although I'm not afraid of offending her, it's not necessary.
Zian told the whole story, and then said to Ni Rong: "Starting from tomorrow, there will be many more people in my house. You will be on duty in my yard. You don't have to keep an eye on them, but pay attention to everyone's actions."
Ni Rong is a smart man. After hearing what Zian said, he knew that Zian wanted to create an opportunity for the person who poisoned him, so he said, "I know."
As soon as he warned Ni Rong, Murong Jie came back.
When he entered the room, he saw Ni Rong was there, with a slight smile on his usually stern face, "You're back?"
"Your Majesty!" Ni Rong stood up and held his hands.
"Well, what should you tell the princess?" Murong Jie sat down and looked at Zian. Without waiting for Ni Rong to answer, he asked Zian again, "How are you feeling today?"
"It's okay, I'm in good spirits." Zian said with a smile.
He held Zian's hand under the table and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately."
"I know." Zian really liked the feeling of being cared about by him like this, as if she was holding him at the top of his heart.
Although this idea is too coquettish for a young girl, what woman wouldn't be curious about it
Ni Rong's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to rub it again. Was he right? Although the prince was kind to the princess before, where could he be so gentle and doting? King Kong? Soft around your fingers
"Do you have anything else?" When Murong Jie turned to Ni Rong, he didn't look so good. He didn't have any eyesight at all. I didn't see that your father had been out for a whole day. Is this the time when you need to be with the princess
Ni Rong said stupidly: "Prince just now asked my subordinates what they were doing here, but they haven't answered yet. Once they answered, they would leave immediately."
"Then what are you doing here?" Murong Jie waved his hand, indicating that he should answer quickly and go down.
Ni Rong said with a smile: "I would like to send my regards to the princess."
"Are you finished?"
"Uh...please finish it!"
"Then you stand here like a piece of wood to make you look taller?"
"Subordinates resign!"
Ni Rong withdrew. Alas, he fell out of favor.
Zian couldn't help but smile as he listened to the conversation between the two, "You just came in and saw him, and you clearly had a smile on your face. Why do you have to quarrel with him to feel comfortable?"
"Of course I am happy that he is back. At least he has an extra person to use. However, a person who has no eyesight does not deserve a good look."
He picked up Zi An, frowned and shook his head: "You are too thin, you really need to take good care of yourself."
"It's getting much better. My appetite has increased recently." Zi'an took his hand and pinched his waist. "Look, there's more meat."
"Where is the meat?" Murong Jie moved his hands up and down, and finally landed on the steamed dumplings. He said dissatisfiedly: "No, no, please eat more."
Zian smiled and opened his hand, "Get out! You old and dishonest thing!"
Murong Jie picked her up and threw her on the bed, then pressed her down and said evilly: "I am not serious enough to show you."
Zian chuckled, "You are the regent of the dynasty after all. You can show your prostitution during the day and you are not afraid of people laughing at you."
"Who is laughing?" Murong Jie kissed her lips and put his big hands into his clothes, making Zian gasp for breath.
"Okay, okay!" She finally pushed him away and raised her hands in surrender.
"It's not healed yet." Murong Jie lowered his head and untied her palace strips, his face rubbing against her body like a puppy. Today he went to the third brother's house, and was held back by the third brother and couldn't walk away, but he always thought of her in his heart. , I have been thinking about it for a day, and I have suppressed the evil fire for a day. Now that I am back, how can I let her escape
Xiaosun had just put away her things and wanted to take them in, but she heard a strange sound coming from the house. She listened carefully, then her face turned red and she hurriedly ran out.
"What's wrong?"
Aunt Yang came in from the courtyard door and saw Xiao Sun hiding out as if she had seen a ghost, so she asked.
Xiao Sun's face was red, she was holding something in one hand and holding Nanny Yang with the other hand, "Let's go quickly!"
Aunt Yang shook her off, "I have something to do with the princess."
"The prince is inside!" Xiaosun lowered his voice, his face as red as a cooked shrimp.
Grandma Yang was startled, "What's wrong with the prince in there?"
She looked at Xiaosun's face and understood immediately, and said with a smile: "You little girl, you still dare to listen to the house? I will turn around and tear your skin off."
Xiaosun blushed even more with embarrassment and stamped her feet: "Where am I going to listen to the house? I just want to take my things back. Who knew...it's not dark yet."
Aunt Yang smiled and took her hand outside. "You go and prepare hot water first. The master wants to take a bath. Doesn't it matter whether it's dark or not? What matters is that the prince is now more and more kind to the princess."
"That's right!" Xiaosun thought for a while and said sadly: "But I always feel that the prince is bullying the princess."
Aunt Yang fell down laughing, "You girl, who is bullying whom in this matter? It's a consensual thing. Moreover, if it wasn't like this, how could the princess be pregnant with a child? Don't you expect good things to happen?"
"Of course I'm looking forward to it, I've been looking forward to it even in my dreams." Xiaosun quickly expressed his feelings.
Grandma Yang looked at Xiao Sun's eager face, as if she was the one who was looking forward to getting pregnant, and couldn't help but smile.
After a busy day on the bed, Zian put on his clothes and saw that the sky had darkened but no one came in. He knew that Xiaosun and Nanny must have heard what he just said. He couldn't help but angrily said to the person lying lazily on the bed: " My reputation is ruined by you."
Murong Jie raised his hands, his eyes were dark and there was a lazy smile on his lips, like a greedy cat after eating, "I will explain to them later that we were practicing martial arts just now."
Zian took out the pillow from his back and patted it, "What kind of martial arts do you practice? Do you think I'm stupid?"
Murong Jie took her wrist with one hand and dragged her to the bed, "You little scoundrel, I just let you go reluctantly, how dare you come to my door?"
Zian screamed repeatedly and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't mess around, it's time for dinner."
"I haven't eaten yet. What's for dinner?" He turned over and pressed on her, firmly controlling her. Is it easy for him? From the time she set off to the Northern Desert, she fell ill again after not even eating a few meals. How long had she been hungry
(End of chapter)