"Stuck?" Song Chumo was stunned for a moment, he subconsciously turned around and looked at Ning Jiao's belly pocket stuck on her lower belly, and the bottom was not covered.

She was already white-skinned, and her complexion was even whiter from the candlelight in the room, her belly pocket could only cover the two lumps on her chest, and her arms and hands were exposed.

She was uncomfortable, with a pitiful and aggrieved expression on her face, and Song Chumo's heart was even more itchy.

He pursed his lips: "I'll help you??" ”

"No, no, no." Ning Jiao shook her head quickly, while covering herself with the quilt, her cheeks were crimson, and she whispered: "I can come by myself, Lord Wang...... The prince should turn around. ”

"I'll have someone go and get you a new one." Song Chumo didn't want her to be very uncomfortable, so he slid his wheelchair out, "You cover up." ”

"Uh-huh......" she replied sullenly, and her whole body was buried under the covers, except for one head exposed.

Song Chumo came back not long after leaving, holding a belly pocket in his hand, "This one should be bigger than that." ”

What he remembered was her previous size, and he didn't expect that he would be fed some more in the past few days, and the belly pocket naturally couldn't wear it.

"Thank you, Lord Wang." Ning Jiao stretched out her hand, pinched her belly pocket and quickly pulled it away, and then got into the quilt again.

Hearing the sound of the wheels gradually moving away, she looked up and saw Song Chumo going out, so she hurriedly took out the new belly pocket and put it on.

After a cup of tea.

Ning Jiao was dressed neatly, and her hair came out in a regular manner.

"Lord, I'm fine."

Song Chumo heard this, looked up, nodded and said, "Then let's go." ”

Just the two of them, the task of pushing him fell on Ning Jiao, in fact, she could slide without her pushing him, but Ning Jiao still went up and pushed him very consciously.

The carriage prepared by the emperor was waiting at the back door, and it had been some time.

The coachman was the most trusted escort by the emperor's side, and was sent to escort Song Chumo and Ning Jiao to Junan County safely.

In the end, he was worried that he would not handle the matter properly due to his inconvenient legs and feet, and cause more trouble, and this guard would also secretly protect them over there later.

Song Chumo was picked up by the guards.

The two big men hugged it, the picture was so beautiful, Ning Jiao couldn't bear to look at it, and couldn't help but peek, and finally couldn't help it, and whispered "poof".

Immediately, a cold gaze came at her.

Ning Jiao hurriedly suppressed her laughter, and the guards put him on the seat, and hurriedly lifted the wheelchair and handed it over: "Give." Can it fit inside? If you can't put it down, why don't you take it with you and buy it again over there? ”

The guard's face was full of shock, her strength was so great, she could lift the wheelchair so easily, but it was only a moment before she regained her composure, and replied in a respectful tone: "Madame, don't worry, this carriage is a carriage used by the emperor for private visits, it is very spacious inside, and it can seat more than a dozen people, even if you put down the wheelchair, you can also seat five or six people." ”

This time it was Ning Jiao's turn to be shocked: "The carriage of the emperor's private visit?? ”

I'm going, is it so awesome?? Took it for them to use??

The guard nodded, "Yes." Come on, ma'am. He put away his wheelchair, jumped out of the carriage, and gave way to Ning Jiao.

She was still in a bit of a trance, stepping on a small ladder to go up.

It is worthy of the carriage of the emperor's private visit, it is really as big as the guard said, and there is a small table with fruits and pastries on it, and the seat is wide enough to sleep on its side, with two thin blankets.