Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

Chapter 120 The First Hand Chapter Twenty

Although Xiaoqian looked eagerly, he didn't dare to disobey the emperor's uncle, and turned his head while walking.

Jiang Ning waved: "Xiaoqian, come."

"Little aunt, I'm here!" Xiaoqian's eyes lit up, and he immediately broke away from the uncle's hand.

Li Hongyuan: "..."

Brat.

The eldest prince passed away when the child was two years old, and he has been with him ever since.

Li Hongyuan himself was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time, and he was still a half-grown boy. Inside and out, they are leading a little boy carved in powder and jade.

It has almost become a scene in Chang'an City.

The relationship between the two people is said to be uncle and nephew, which is no different from father and son.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, "son" was captured by Jiang Ning.

With a soft call from others, he abandoned himself without hesitation and ran away like a jerk.

Surrounded like this, Jiang Ning returned to Prince Yu's Mansion.

Jiang Ning opened the storeroom and dug out the pile of treasures in the basket. He gave Jiang Yi all the calligraphy and paintings, and gave Jiang Yuan a paperweight, and Jiang Yan a pen wash.

They are all very precious good things.

Simply speaking, Jiang Yan's brush washer was made by Ru Kiln, and it is worth at least five or six hundred taels of silver.

After sending them all away, Huang Ying said with a smile, "Young lady is really generous."

Jiang Ning said: "These things are for nothing. It's better to enjoy them together. No matter family or friendship, they must be carefully maintained. Who should treat you naturally?"

"Young lady thinks clearly." Huang Ying tidied up her clothes and sighed, "It's just that I'm back this time. The lord's sons and daughters are probably going to come and make things difficult for the young lady again."

"Troubleshooting?" Jiang Ning smiled, "I don't like to talk to them, and it's hard to tell who's making trouble for whom."

Xiaoqian ran over and took Jiang Ning's hand: "Auntie, I'm hungry. I want to eat fried pancakes made by Auntie."

Jiang Ning scratched his little nose: "You are the emperor's grandson, why are you so promising? Auntie can make a lot of delicious food."

Fried pancakes are unconditional, and now they are in Prince Yu's mansion, how could they still eat that.

The left and right were also idle, so Jiang Ning rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.

The cooks in the kitchen didn't know what to do.

The princess cooks herself?

This is still pregnant.

I dare not.

The steward of the kitchen rushed to report to Li Hongyuan.

Li Hongyuan was dealing with several errands sent by the emperor, and said, "She can do whatever she wants, as long as she doesn't leave the palace."

"But, what the princess wants to eat is for His Royal Highness."

"For a picky eater like Xiaoqian, it's no wonder that she would like to eat what she cooks." Li Hongyuan didn't care, "Let her toss around."

The cooks had to vacate the kitchen.

Let the princess toss.

Everyone couldn't help muttering.

What can she cook?

Can the food be eaten?

Stop setting the kitchen on fire.

But soon, they shut up.

Because the smell is coming from the kitchen.

The oily and crispy taste makes people drool uncontrollably.

After a while, Huang Ying came out with a small basin.

Jiang Ning then came out and said with a smile, "Xiaoqian, try it."

Li Tingqian looked at the yellow and fragrant things in the basin, and asked curiously, "Is this also pancake?"

"Try it." Jiang Ning took a piece, blew on it, and handed it to him.

Li Tingqian took a bite, his eyes lit up.

"Little aunt, what is this? It's delicious."

"Fried chicken nuggets." Jiang Ning looked at him with a smile.

How can a child refuse a hamburger or fried chicken?

It's a pity that the conditions are limited, otherwise it would be better to have another cup of Coke.

Li Tingqian ate four or five yuan in a row, and the eyes of the cooks and servants around him stared straight.

The little emperor's grandson has always had a poor appetite, picky eaters, and doesn't like to eat.

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