"The prince gave an order before leaving, don't let us make it for you, it's okay to have clear soup, otherwise it's another breakfast."

Ning Jiao was almost angry: "He came here before he left?" ”

The cook nodded: "Yes." ”

Ning Jiao was completely speechless.

When did this man manage so widely?

No, it should be when he started to care about her, if he doesn't care, how can he care about her?

Ning Jiao wrung her eyebrows, remembering what she had done in the past few days, and she didn't find that she had done anything that attracted attention.

It's not that she was attracted by what she did, so why did Song Chumo change so much? ?

She couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out, and she didn't bother to think about it in the end.

Clear soup is clear soup, and it's not that you can't eat it.

It's just that it's less spicy and lacks a soul.

Ning Jiao ate the clear soup and sighed sadly: I want to eat spicy!

The cook saw that her expression was changeable, and asked suspiciously: "So Mrs. Ning eats clear soup or ......?" ”

"Clear soup." She said with a blank face, "I'm going to eat twenty!" ”

She eats him!

Song Chumo entered the palace for a very long time, saying that he might not come back to eat at noon, but he really didn't come back, and Ning Jiao was also happy.

After lunch, she went back to the east wing to prepare for a nap, and then got up later to do something else.

As a result, as soon as she climbed into bed, she heard Guan Xiang say: "Mrs. Ning, the prince asked people to clean up the west wing and come out, saying that if you are not used to living in the same room with him, you can move there in the future." ”

Ning Jiao, who was undressing and preparing to lie down, paused slightly when she heard this, she looked up at Guan Xiang, and looked puzzled: "Are you sure it was the prince who said it??" ”

Only the princess can live in the west wing, and she is a concubine...... It's not a good place to live in, right?

Although he slept in the same bed with Song Chumo last night, he let it, even if the two of them didn't do anything, and other people knew about it, they probably thought that he asked her to go to bed.

But if she lives in the West Wing, doesn't that mean ......

Guan Xiang nodded with a smile: "That's right." The prince said it himself last night. ”

"Last night?" Ning Jiao was even more puzzled.

"What the prince said when he came back from bathing." Guan Xiang explained.

Ning Jiao was silent all of a sudden.

She thought for a moment, shook her head, and said, "No." ”

The news that she came to stay in Shulan Pavilion, if nothing else, those women in the backyard would already know all about it at this time, and they couldn't wait to pick her skin and drink her blood and draw her tendons.

If she knew that she had also lived in the west wing of the Shulan Pavilion, and after a few days, Song Chumo would have gotten tired of her and drove her back, and those women would not have to come over to ridicule her and look at her jokes.

If this was the case, she would rather share the bed with Song Chumo here for a few days than go to the West Wing.

You know, a woman's jealousy is terrible.

Even if she and Song Chumo shared the bed and didn't do anything, those women didn't know.

They will think that they are sleeping, but they will want to sleep just sleep, and if they really have it, they can also do tricks and feet to make her miscarry, as long as Song Chumo does not make her a princess, they will still have a chance.

Don't ask Ning Jiao why she knows so clearly.

Because not long after she entered the mansion in her previous life, she saw and heard those women doing things with her own eyes.

Originally, a concubine who was three months pregnant was framed by them and flowed away.

Although it was finally announced that the child was not Song Chumo's, and it was the concubine who committed adultery with others, it was also a fresh life after all.