Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Without even needing to show her waist card, she casually strolled out of the Immortal-view Gate with her hands tucked into her skirt.

Gucheng was already waiting with the carriage.

Smiling, Jiang Ning walked over and asked, “Gucheng, when did you arrange this carriage?”

“Just now.”

“I thought you were always following me.”

Gucheng didn’t say anything, just reached out his hand.

Yun Dai held on to his wrist and got into the carriage.

When she was settled, Gucheng lowered the carriage curtain, sat in the driver’s seat, and quietly waited.

He wasn’t surprised that Jiang Ning had come alone without any maids.

He alone was enough.

Jiang Ning knew that Gucheng wouldn’t ask her where she wanted to go unless she told him first.

“Go to Aunt’s house.”

As someone who used to work for Jiang Mubai, Gucheng was familiar with the route.

He then drove the carriage to bring Jiang Ning to the main residence of the Jiang Family.

Jiang Mubai, being busy with his daily tasks, was not in the mansion, Aunt was at Lin Zizi’s place, their daily activities consisted of drinking tea, watching plays, selecting clothing, and jewelry.

Both, the main residence and the second residence, had four children each.

First Brother Jiang Qi and Second Miss Jiang Shan had each married off, leaving only Fourth Brother Jiang Mo and Eighth Son Jiang Yu in the mansion.

These two were lively by nature and loved to play, showing signs of becoming young aristocrats.

Fortunately, Second Miss Jiang returned home occasionally to give them a stern scolding and managed to keep them from going down the wrong path.

However, they were quite skilled in the ways of a young aristocrat’s mischiefs.

When Jiang Ning arrived, they were squatting near the main gate, teasing a dog and chasing after a pretty young maidservant.

The two brothers were overjoyed.

“You two sure know how to have fun.” Jiang Ning walked over.

Jiang Qi raised his head to look at her, the grass leaves he had been biting dropped onto the ground. He hurriedly pulled Jiang Yu forward to bow respectfully.

“Greetings, Princess Consort.”

Though mischievous, they observed strict etiquette.

Jiang Ning looked at the pale-faced little maidservant and said, “You may go.”

The little maid, as if granted amnesty, gratefully kowtowed to Jiang Ning before hastily retreating.

Jiang Qi was slightly embarrassed, “We were just playing with her.”

“As long as she finds it fun too. She has things to do every day; there’s no need to make fun of her.”

“Yes, we won’t do this again.” Jiang Yu behaved honestly.

Jiang Qi asked with a smile, “What brings Seventh Sister here? Where’s my little nephew?”

“They are in the palace. I have nothing to do, so I came out for a stroll.”

Jiang Ning glanced at the dog and asked, “Whose dog is this?”

“It’s mine.” Jiang Yu replied.

“Oh, it looks quite well-behaved.” Jiang Ning reached out to touch the dog’s head.

Jiang Qi was a little worried, “This dog can be pretty fierce to strangers.

Seventh Sister, be careful not to get bitten.”

“Yet, you used the dog to frighten the little maidservant.”

“The little maidservant was being lazy. We were just playing, not with malicious intent.” Jiang Yi was somewhat embarrassed.

“Does the dog bite people?”

“It doesn’t really bite people, but it is fierce towards strangers,” answered Jiang Yu.

Jiang Ning laughed, “Eighth Son, do you want to join me for a stroll?”

“Sure!” Jiang Yu was delighted.

“I’ll come too,” added Jiang Qi.

“My carriage can’t fit you.”

“I can ride a horse alongside. Little Eight should ride a horse too; at his age, he can’t snuggle in the Princess Consort’s carriage; it’s not proper.” Jiang Qi glared at his younger brother.

“Eighth Son is still young; it doesn’t matter.”

Jiang Ning got up and walked back to the carriage, “Remember to bring the dog along. Does it have a name?”

“It’s called Changsheng..”