Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Chapter 259: 259: Counting on Your Sweetest Talk

Translator: 549690339

Jiang Ning quickly had Xiachu push her to the gatehouse of the central gate.

The door was closed.

Xiachu pushed the door, but it didn’t move.

Xiaoman’s voice came from inside: “Who is it?”

“It’s me, Xiachu. Xiaoman, the young lady is here, hurry up and open the door.”

Xiaoman didn’t open the door, but called out first, “Young lady?”

“Xiaoman, open the door.”

Jiang Ning smiled.

This Xiaoman, in her mind and heart, there was only her. Unless she heard her voice, even if Xiachu and the others came, it wouldn’t work.

As expected, Xiaoman immediately ran to open the door. Seeing Jiang Ning, she crouched down beside her, smiling happily, “Young lady, are you alright now?”

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“I’m fine.” Yun Dai saw the dark circles under her eyes and touched her head, “Xiaoman has worked hard. Go find your sister Huang Ying, let her make you some egg noodles tonight, eat your fill and go to sleep.”

“Thank you, young lady!”

Xiaoman left cheerfully.

She loves eating fried eggs the most.

Watching Xiaoman’s happy back, Xiachu laughed, “Xiaoman being like this, is quite nice.”

“I think Xiaoman will have good fortune in the future,” Jiang Ning said.

“Being with the young lady is a fortune in itself,” Xiachu replied.

“Among the maids, your mouth is the sweetest,” Jiang Ning responded and looked into the room.

Wenren Zong was still tied up, leaning against the bed, with his eyes closed, sleeping.

“Master Wenren has great composure. In such a situation, he can still sleep,” Jiang Ning said.

Wenren Zong opened his eyes, a pair of bright eyes looking at her.

She was sitting in the wheelchair, her face calm.

She had changed into a silver fox cloak, her beautiful small face buried in the silver fox fur, exquisitely peerless.

Wenren Zong looked away and asked, “Is everything over?”

“Xiachu, untie the ropes on Master Wenren,” Jiang Ning instructed Xiachu.

Xiachu immediately picked up scissors and cut the ropes.

Being tied up for so long, Wenren Zong’s arms had long been numb.

He slowly relaxed his wrists.

Jiang Ning apologized: “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?”

“Deceiving you, drugging you, trapping you.”

Wenren Zong gave a bitter smile, “Ningning, hearing you say that makes me feel ashamed.”

“I was using you, Master. Why should you feel ashamed?”

“Ashamed that I was too stupid.”

“Master, don’t blame yourself. You can think of it this way, I’m just too clever.”

“Haha, that’s true,” Wenren Zong laughed.

Jiang Ning asked, “Don’t you want to know what the situation is outside now, Master?”

“The King of Chen has been defeated.”

“Did you know it all along?”

“Just a guess. If the King of Chen succeeded, you probably wouldn’t be so leisurely coming to see me now.”

Jiang Ning smiled, “With the Master saying that, I feel a little bit mean.”

“No, Ningning is very smart and kind-hearted.”

“You’re injured on your wrist and still call me kind. If it were me, I wouldn’t be able to say such insincere words.”

Wenren Zong said, “Back then, I used you, but you never spoke ill of me.”

Jiang Ning’s smile faded a little, “There’s no need to bring up the past. Master, you can leave now.”

Wenren Zong stood up, feeling the numbness in his limbs gradually receding.

Jiang Ning said, “Master, why did you insist on helping the King of Chen? Now that the King of Chen has failed, not only has he brought disaster upon himself, but those who follow him will also have a bad end.”

“I know.”

Wenren Zong walked to the door, took a deep breath of the cold air outside, “However, in life, most of the time, we can’t choose.”

Jiang Ning looked at his back.

“My father was once the King of Chen’s teacher, and my Ninth Sister married him and became the Princess Consort..”