Jiang Nuan went to Jiangnan as she wished, but she only brought the manpower arranged by Zhao Huai, mainly to protect her safety.

There was no danger along the way, and several women in the backyard went to Jiangnan to visit the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, and after eating squirrel mandarin fish, they said goodbye one by one.

Su Tianyu and Song Shuang'an's hometown is in Suzhou, and the two plan to buy back their ancestral home, so they volunteered to serve Jiang Nuan and were appointed as the steward of the Jiang family's Suzhou branch.

Zhou Yunjiao also returned to the Yi tribe with her own people, her cousin had been killed in the power struggle, and the new one was her own brother, who was in charge of the border horse trade, and she was very happy.

Wu Yanwan and Wang Jingshu took their children to recruit blacksmiths and took over part of Jiang Nuan's business, specializing in skilled craftsmen and responsible for innovating various technologies.

The climate is pleasant, the scenery is good, and there are many beautiful people, Jiang Nuan is happy to stay here.

The fish is fat, fresh can make people's tongues fall out, Jiang Nuan is good for this mouthful, often warm a pot of wine, boating on the river, enjoy the beautiful scenery of the world.

It's just that lately, she's getting more and more sad.

Damn, the menstrual period is half a month late.

She stared worriedly at the calm lake, the fish didn't like to eat, and she couldn't drink the wine, so she was so sad.

It should be the day of separation, she covered her head, shook it, and there was no water, why was she confused for a while.

When the queen had anything good, she leaned her head and looked at the fish that kept jumping out of the water, and couldn't help but feel sleepy.

The clouds piled up in the sky and gradually became gloomy, and the maidservant covered her with a soft blanket, even if it was a small movement, but it still woke her up.

"Emerald Feather?"

Jiang Nuan called lazily, "Is it going to rain this day?" ”

"It looks like I'm going to get down, so Miss better go to the cabin to take shelter, don't catch a cold."

Cui Yu is well-trained and can also do kung fu, and among the people arranged by Zhao Huai, Jiang Nuan likes it the most.

Chun Tao and Xia He were both arranged by Jiang Nuan on a blind date, after all, they were loyal maids who had followed her for a long time, and the shopkeeper in the young talent shop under her command, as long as they liked it, they could pick it at will.

didn't force others, as soon as I heard that the most trusted eldest girl of the main family was going to choose a son-in-law, I couldn't wait to break my head.

As long as Jiang Nuan is here, even if Chun Tao and Xia He get married, no one dares to be angry with them.

Chun Tao's is almost inseparable, Jiang Nuan has also seen it, Xia He is a little entangled, she has a pungent temperament, she can't see those slimy and sven people, but she was taken by such a fancy again, and came to her all day long.

Jiang Nuan thought in his heart, he had just stepped into the cabin, only to hear a "bang" outside, and the rainstorm fell suddenly.

She bought the boat, the cabin was comfortably furnished, and she leaned on the soft collapse to watch the rain through the curtain, and the lake was densely bubbled by the rain.

Cui Yu put the cut fruit snacks in her hand, which was her habit.

She took a piece of hawthorn in her hand, which was sour, and it was very good to suppress the boredom in her heart.

"I wonder how long it's going to rain?"

She lifted the curtain and didn't look like it was going to stop for a while.

"The rain on this lake comes and goes as fast as it comes, and if the young lady is tired, she can lie down and rest, or read a book." Cui Yu brought Jiang Nuan Suri's favorite book, this place is different, and the style of the book is not the same.

Soft and amorous, smoky.

"Okay, I don't know how your sister Xia He's is doing, it's not going well......"

Jiang Nuan read it in pieces, holding the notebook in his hand, his eyes had narrowed, and he soon fell asleep sleepily.

When he woke up again, he heard some sounds, Jiang Nuan opened his eyes, and the rain really stopped.

"Emerald Feather?"

Cui Yu looked nervous and hurriedly entered the cabin.

"What's going on?"

She knelt down with a thud and said in a low voice, "There is news from the palace, the emperor ...... Death. ”

"That's right." Jiang Nuan continued to lie back, Zhao Huai is about to ascend the throne?

Miss doesn't want to go back?

Cui Yu swallowed her words, not daring to say more.

In her opinion, most of the women in this world are similar, but this one is unique.

She originally felt that the master sent them to protect her new favorite and stay away from the turmoil in the capital.

But now it seems that it is obviously the master who is in a hurry, and people love to ignore it.

Zhao Huai in the capital is also experiencing a storm, no, it should be said that it is Feng Qihuai.

The emperor died, and all forces were ready to move, but fortunately, he had thunderous means and shrewdness to suppress all these waves and successfully ascend the throne.

"Your Majesty, the people who went down to Jiangnan are back."

"Quick."

He threw away the pen and had no patience to do anything else, and all he could do was news of her.

He sent letters one after another, but what about her?

I didn't reply to the last letter for ten days and half a month, and even if I did, it was only a few sentences, which was extremely perfunctory.

has just ascended the throne, and his first thought is to take her back and enter the harem.

I don't know if this conscienceless person is in a hurry to hear the news?

"How?"

Shi Jian knelt down and replied, "Miss Jiang has no intention of coming back, and according to Cui Yu, Miss may ...... Probably ......"

"Speak quickly!"

Feng Qihuai's heart was pounding, he couldn't wait to kill and arrest people now, he must have met some kind of prodigal and handsome talent......

“…… You may be pregnant. ”

He froze for a moment, staring in disbelief.

"What?"

"Back to the emperor, according to Cui Yu's description, Miss has lost her appetite, acid-ebidity, and is easily sleepy for half a month——"

"Bring it!"

Without waiting for the sword to finish speaking, Feng Qihuai was already in a hurry, stretched out his hand and pulled over the secret letter, and read it at a glance.

My heart was pounding even more, "Get ready, I'm going to leave the palace." ”

"I can't help it, Your Majesty, you have just ascended the throne, and the whole court is staring at you!" The sword decided to go back this time, and begged to bring the aunt back.

"Prepare the horses! There is a constant rainfall in the Jiangnan area, and I am afraid that there will be floods, so I will go to inspect and see if the local officials in Jiangnan have taken preventive measures! ”

Feng Qihuai suddenly remembered that he had just seen the excerpt, and took it in his hand and looked at it again.

Well, yes, it does.

It was raining for another day, and Jiang Nuan was watching a play under the spacious porch, when he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps.

The little drama's babbling voice was interrupted, and she turned back unhappily.

The tall figure of the man walked towards her step by step, soaking wet, with watermarks under his feet.

Jiang Nuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he also knew that he was very powerful now, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty did not dare to brush his mind, compared with the emperor who dared to choke on the tough ministers before, he was speechless, and he completely changed his style.

This man doesn't have the patience to get used to those sour people.

"What are you going to do?"

She shook her fan and glanced at him.

He stepped forward and reached out to touch her belly, his deep eyes full of joy.

"Come and take my queen back to the palace."

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