Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Li Tingqian opened the box, took out a piece of fried chicken, took a bite, and suddenly his eyes turned red and tears started to fall.

Jiang Ning was surprised: “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

The Princess Consort looked over and smiled: “Who’s crying?”

Jiang Ning glanced at her and laughed: “It’s me. I got some sand in my eyes.”

“The wind outside is indeed a bit strong.”

“Yes, it looks like it’s going to rain, and my leg is aching.” Jiang Ning laughed, “I’m afraid I have to apologize to the Princess Consort, I need to go back and rest.”

“If you’re not feeling well, go and rest.”

“Xiaoqian, help me hold the box,” Jiang Ning smiled.

“Princess Consort Yu, you have maids by your side, don’t bother the emperor’s eldest grandson. He’s just a little child. I dare not order him around. Usually, I treat him like royalty.” The Princess Consort said half-jokingly.

Jiang Ning looked at Li Tingqian.

Li Tingqian tightly held her hand and didn’t let go.

Jiang Ning laughed: “I just came from the Queen Mother’s side, and she said that she hasn’t seen the emperor’s eldest grandson for a while and misses him. I’m going there, so I might as well take him with me.”

She mentioned the Empress, so the Princess Consort could no longer obstruct and had to smile: “Alright then, Deshan, you look after the emperor’s eldest grandson.”

“No need, I can find my way.” Jiang Ning refused.

“Deshan is serving the emperor’s eldest grandson.” The Princess Consort’s voice was gentle, but insistent, allowing no refusal.

She was the Princess Consort, and her authority was the strongest, no one could disobey her.

Jiang Ning didn’t want to cause a conflict in public, so she smiled and said, “Alright.”

A gloomy-faced eunuch approached and followed them from behind.

Dongxie was pushing the wheelchair, Jiang Ning originally held Xiaoqian’s hand, but upon feeling it was cold, she simply picked him up and sat him on her lap. Eunuch Deshan followed behind, his head bowed, silent and cold like a snake.

Jiang Ning glanced at Xiaoman and smiled: “Xiaoman, come here.”

Xiaoman immediately came close.

Jiang Ning whispered something in her ear.

Xiaoman nodded and returned to her original position.

As they walked out of the Supreme Palace and passed through a small garden, Xiaoman, seeing that no one was around, suddenly approached Deshan and punched him in the neck.

Deshan collapsed without a sound.

Xiaoman was already incredibly strong, and since she was prepared for this, she used her full force.

Dongxie heard the commotion and turned back to see what had happened. He immediately stopped, turned around, and kicked Deshan’s body, saying, “Princess Consort, it seems he’s passed out.”

Jiang Ning simply nodded, “Leave him be. Let’s get away from here first.”

Dongxie and Xiaoman pushed her and Xiaoqian away from the small garden and took a detour.

At dusk, it was not yet completely dark.

Since it was the Qixi Festival, everyone in the palace was relaxed and taking it easy.

Nobody noticed them.

Jiang Ning held Li Tingqian: “Xiaoqian, there’s no one else here now, tell Auntie why you were crying.”

Li Tingqian sobbed: “Auntie, I don’t like Third Uncle and Third Aunt, they’re not good.”

“How are they not good? Did they bully you?”

“No.”

“You just don’t like them, right?”

“…Yes. They bullied Fifth Imperial Uncle and took his position as Crown Prince. Xiaoqian doesn’t like them.” Xiaoqian’s big eyes were filled with tears, “Fifth Imperial Uncle promised Xiaoqian that he would become the Crown Prince, move to the East Palace with Auntie, and live with Xiaoqian. Fifth Imperial Uncle didn’t keep his promise.”

Jiang Ning was stunned.

In this power struggle, no one would pay attention to a five-year-old child.

Yet he was also hurt..