Ning Shu neutralized several plans and decided to let xiuzijin live. Of course, it's a good day to live a good life and live a good life.

The next morning, Mammy Li was nagging in Ningshu's ear. It was nothing more than caring for the little children and etiquette.

Ning Shu pretends not to hear. She takes out a suit of light green clothes from the cabinet and plans to put them on.

Mammy Li's eyebrows are twisted into caterpillars. "Princess, do you want to wear this?"

"The princess never wears this color before."

Ning Shu: "Oh, I know my sister doesn't like wearing them, but I like wearing them." I like to forgive color.

"Princess..."

"Can't I even wear anything to be the Lord, or you can be the princess." Said Ning Shu, expressionless.

"I dare not."

Finally, Ning Shu put on the color of forgiveness and chose what he liked to eat when he had breakfast.

Mammy Li's face was so wrinkled that she could hardly see.

"Princess, have a taste of this." Mammy Li pushes the pickles in front of Ning Shu.

"I don't eat kimchi. I'm going to die if I eat it." Cancer car accident can't be cured. Why do you eat pickles.

Mammy Li:

Mammy Li found that today's princess is especially rebellious. She used to eat whatever she wanted, but she didn't listen today.

"Princess, it's said that you made the prince unhappy last night. I'll make some peach blossom cakes later, and the prince will be relieved."

"As a princess, I cook every day. Is there no cook in the palace?"

"Yes."

"Why let me do it? If I do it, the cook will have nothing to do. I'm robbing someone else's work." Ning Shu said directly.

What peach blossom cake, such a cold day, where did peach blossom come from.

Normally, there is no peach blossom, but because the first princess likes peach blossom cake, every spring when peach blossom opens, she will pick the peach blossom and dry it for storage.

There are peach flowers all the year round.

Ning Shu said that eating a kind of cake all the year round is really not boring?

Mammy Li:

There are cooks, but the meaning of making them by yourself is different.

"The first princess often makes peach blossom cakes for the prince." Mammy 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."

Open heart and lung?

Pastry?

Just use a knife.

Every time mammy Li said this, it was the appearance of the elder sister who let the client learn. At this time, xiuzijin would like to look at her more and say a word to her more.

Immersed in such a strange circle, I can't extricate myself.

This is quite a shortcut to establish a relationship between husband and wife quickly, but behind this shortcut is that the client no longer has himself.

Ning Shu put down his chopsticks. "I really can't make peach blossom cake. It's better not to do it than to use peach blossom cake to remind the prince of his lovesickness."

Mammy Li was shocked, but she couldn't say anything more. She turned the subject and asked, "the princess is going to see the little prince?"

Ning Shu wiped her face and hands, and went to see the baby.

Hong'er is less than one year old now. She can sit up and turn over to bite.

It's white, tender and tender, with smooth eyes and dark as ink. It's a lovely child at first sight.

Nanny hurriedly salutes Ning Shu. Ning Shu sits beside the bed, picks up hong'er and shakes him with a rattle.

Hong'er drools and reaches out to grasp the rattle.

"Hong'er, I'm my aunt." Ning Shu coaxes him.

The child will be the trust of the client.

But the child was a little older and gave birth to the client.

The client is helpless in this palace. There is no one around her. She is said to be a family, but no one regards her as a relative.

Hong'er looks at her with defensive and disgusting eyes.

In the future, we can't do it. If the client's body can't be adjusted, we will take honger as our own son.

If recuperation comes over, even if pregnant, xiuzijin also has a hundred ways to make this child not born.

He is very affectionate, except that his wife can give birth to his children, other women are unworthy.

Second, for honger's absolute rights, there will be no more children to share honger's interests.

Therefore, it is unlikely that the client really wants to have children.

Ning Shu felt her chin and looked at hong'er.

The first thing to do is to let the child think that she is a little aunt and can't be her mother.

When hong'er is a little sensible, she doesn't think that the client occupies the position of her mother.

Xiuzijin is a person who likes to show her love, especially her affectionate design. If she has nothing to do, she will hold honger in front of the picture of Ning'an frost and remember her bitterness.

Then in the child's mind, the client is more abrupt.After a long time, xiuzijin was still aggrieved. At that time, someone pressed your head and dragged you to go.

Ning Shu wiped hong'er's saliva with a soft cloth and smiled, "what a good boy."

No matter how the child will be in the future, she will definitely become the imperial concubine and live a good life.

The premise is that when xiuzijin died, the client was so intolerant. Obviously, he could not survive, and died in front of xiuzijin.

Ning Shu felt the child's small hand and thought in his heart.

Now what we have to do is to take good care of our health. As soon as our aunt comes, she will be in pain.

It's one thing to be able to have a baby, but the pain of a few days a month can't be tolerated.

But obviously, it's not good to take medicine with herbs. After all, xiuzijin is in charge of the palace both inside and outside.

Ning Shu plans to absorb the power of the fire yang to drive out the cold in his body. Besides, he will not be afraid of the cold in winter if he absorbs the power of the fire Yang.

"Whoa, whoa..." Hong'er burst into tears.

The nanny immediately said: "the princess, let the maidservant have a look. The little prince must have peed."

Ning Shu gets up from the bedside and stands watching the nanny change her diapers.

The task of having children is a little annoying.

Ning Shu told nanny to take good care of her son. She turned out of the room and met xiuzijin at the door.

Xiuzijin came to see her son smash at once.

Xiuzijin was stunned when she looked at Ningshu, who was green all over. Only after a careful look did she find that she was her own princess.

"How do you wear this kind of clothes? It's ugly." Xiuzijin said with a frown.

For those who please themselves, especially those who have nothing to do in the backyard, women make themselves more attractive, that is, they expect men to have a look more.

Looking forward to men's pity.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Ning Shu turned a circle with her skirt. "I think it's very beautiful. I like this color."

"It's not nice. Don't wear it later." Xiuzijin said calmly to Nanma Li after Ning Shu: "don't prepare such clothes for the princess in the future. It's too ugly."

"I don't want a gorgeous princess. It's appropriate to dress like your sister."