Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Chapter 140 - 140: Left in the Cool Autumn Breeze
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Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Left in the Cool Autumn Breeze

Translator: 549690339

Jiang Ning said, “What does it matter?”

“The Imperial Physician is not a big deal, but… do you dare to let the Emperor Father wait?”

“His Majesty has nothing else to do, so he’s just waiting for the Imperial Physician’s reply?” Jiang Ning asked back.

“You really don’t give people a break, do you?” Li Hongyuan sneered, “Don’t rely on being pregnant to act lawlessly. Do you really think that others don’t know about the things you’ve done?”

“What does Your Highness know?” A pair of bright eyes looked at him.

“The things you’ve done in the past couple of days.”

“Does Your Highness admire me a lot?”

“…Aren’t you afraid at all?”

“Afraid of what?”

Jiang Ning curled her lips, her eyes squinted into two crescent moons.

Li Hongyuan frowned, “I can look into these matters, and so can others. Sooner or later, the Marquis of Yuandong’s Mansion will find out that someone is behind these two incidents.”

“I think, His Majesty won’t allow anyone to touch his future obedient grandson.”

“Spoiled and arrogant because of your favor.” Li Hongyuan snorted and glanced at her body.

It was early autumn, still a bit hot, and she was wearing rather thin clothes.

It was already visibly apparent that her belly was slightly bulging.

Don’t women who are pregnant usually act delicate?

As if they had to lie in bed for ten months, waiting to be waited upon.

But she’s different.

She can’t stay in the mansion, she has to go out and wander around, and even provoke others.

And now she’s cooking in the kitchen.

This woman…

She looks like she doesn’t belong to this mundane world, but her temperament is full of mortal life.

Jiang Ning handed the spatula to Huang Ying, letting her serve the dish from the pan.

A rich aroma filled the air.

Several elegantly dressed young men walked over, laughing and talking. Seeing Li Hongyuan, they couldn’t help but be surprised.

Li Hongyuan’s figure and appearance were dazzling no matter where he was.

Even if they hadn’t seen him before, they could guess his identity.

But they had seen him before.

As members of the Jiang family, they were quite worldly people.

Was Prince of Yu also here to freeload a meal?

They were puzzled in their hearts, but didn’t stop, coming over to greet him.

Li Hongyuan just nodded, which counted as a response.

He, as the dignified prince, naturally had no need to say more to the members of the gentry families.

Jiang Ning called to them, “The last dish will be done soon. You all go to the Flower Hall first. Dinner will be ready soon.” Hearing this, they quickly headed to the Flower Hall.

Smelling the aroma, saliva swallowing, they eagerly went to the Flower Hall.

Having finished the last dish, Jiang Ning came out to wash her hands and pushed her wheelchair to the Flower Hall.

Huang Ying led a few maids to carry the dishes and rice over, only then did the kitchen maids dare to take over the kitchen and clean up the battlefield.

As she passed by Li Hongyuan, Jiang Ning seemed to suddenly remember him and looked up at him, “Is it okay if I leave after I finish eating?”

She couldn’t just not let him eat.

Especially since there was a child in her belly.

Li Hongyuan didn’t say anything.

Jiang Ning pushed the wheelchair and slid past him…

Sliding past…

Past…

Going…

It wasn’t until everything was completely quiet that Li Hongyuan realized he had been utterly ignored.

He, the Fifth Prince of the Royal Family, the Prince of Yu.

At his father-in-law’s mansion, he couldn’t even get a meal?

The majestic Prince of Yu was left hanging in the cool autumn breeze.

In the Flower Hall.

There were seven or eight plates on the table, steaming and fragrant.

A bowl of white rice in front of each person.

The youngest Jiang Eighth Son sniffed his nose and asked curiously, “What are these? I’ve never seen them before.”

Jiang Ning smiled, “This dish is ribs steamed with glutinous rice. Have a taste.”

Jiang Eighth Son immediately picked it up with his chopsticks and took a bite.

The next moment, his eyes lit up.

“Wow, this is so delicious!” He shouted.

Jiang Shan hit him with her chopsticks, “Don’t use swear words!”

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