MTL - Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace-Chapter 9 i am your father

   Chapter 9 I am your father

  Jiang Ning rode in a carriage and came to the second room of Jiang's family, which had a very bad reputation.

  Mother Zhou led a few servants to wait at the corner gate. When she saw the carriage, she stepped forward excitedly.

  Jiang Ruobai came to the carriage and stretched out his hand: "Little Qi'er, slow down, Dad will support you."

   Jiang Ning hugged the cat and didn't move: "Uncle, let that aunt help me."

   "...Little Qi'er, I'm your father." Jiang Ruobai cautiously said, "That's Zhou's mother beside your mother."

Jiang Ning couldn't pronounce the word   Father.

   Besides, I don’t know if it’s the real dad or the godfather.

   But looking at the gorgeous house in front of her, she felt that the original owner was probably the lost daughter of the Jiang family.

   Otherwise, the Jiang family would not have to bring a lame orphan girl into the house.

   "My name is Daddy." Jiang Ruobai's eyes were full of little stars, looking at her expectantly.

  Jiang Ning glanced at the gate of Jiang Mansion, and his heart sank: "Daddy!"

   Jiang Ruobai thought to himself, what is Daddy?

   But no matter what, Xiao Qi'er finally called her father!

   Jiang Ruobai was very excited and asked Zhou's mother to bring her maid to hug her down.

   "Xiao Qi, Dad has prepared a yard for you, which is very close to your mother's yard, but your mother is not in good health, so let's stay here first and see your mother later, okay?"

   All the servants looked at Jiang Ruobai in front of them, flattered and flattered a little girl, and cautiously, where is the demeanor of the emperor's butler who is in charge of the world's money and food?

   is almost invisible.

   Jiang Ning nodded.

   Jiang Ruobai said again: "I'll go see your mother first. Mother Zhou, send Miss Qi to her house. Xiao Qi, Dad will accompany you for dinner later."

  Jiang Ning nodded and watched him leave quickly.

   Zhou's mother pushed a brand new wooden wheelchair and helped Jiang Ning to sit on it.

   Jiang Ning nodded and let Miaomiao lie on her lap, while she held the cat bowl and was pushed by Zhou's mother to her own yard.

  The Jiang family is very big, luxurious and exquisite everywhere.

  Jiang Ning has been to various gardens before, but they are all old and completely different from this living mansion.

   She looked left and right curiously, just like a tourist mentality.

   I just hate not having a camera in my hand.

   Zhou's mother took her to a small yard. The yard is not big but beautiful. There are rockeries, small ponds, and wisteria flowers all over the pavilion.

  The whole yard is exquisite and romantic.

   Four old women, four maids, and eight little maids stood in a row and saluted her in unison.

   "The slave has seen Miss Seven."

   Jiang Ning was stunned.

   She is the only one who needs so many people to serve?

   Zhou's mother looked very dissatisfied, and looked guilty: "The time is in a hurry, and I didn't prepare well. Miss Seven will use it first, and in two days, the servants will arrange for a few good girls to serve."

  Jiang Ning smiled and said, "That's enough."

Zhou's mother said: "Spring comes, autumn goes, you two go to boil water and wait for Miss Seven to bathe and change clothes. I will go to the kitchen to prepare meals. Miss Seven is not in good health, so you are careful to serve. If there is a mistake, pay attention to yours. Skin!"

   The servants of the manor are curious about this Seventh Miss, who has been lost for twelve years.

  Chun Qu and Xia Lai were the first-class maids in the house, and they came from Jiang Ruobai's courtyard.

   There are also two called Autumn Go and Winter Break.

  Jiang Ning found it very interesting to hear this string of names.

   Especially during this winter break, with a strong body, one person can pick up Jiang Ning.

  I don't know if Jiang Ruobai picked her up because she saw her legs and feet were inconvenient.

   Lying in a large carved bathtub full of rose petals, Jiang Ning sighed comfortably.

   (end of this chapter)