MTL - Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace-Chapter 120 first twenty

   Chapter 120 The First Hand Chapter 20 Fried Chicken Nuggets

   Although Xiaoqian was eager, he did not dare to disobey the uncle, and turned his head as he walked.

   Jiang Ning beckoned: "Xiao Qian, come."

   "Auntie, I'm here!" Xiao Qian's eyes lit up, and he immediately broke away from Uncle Huang's hand.

  Li Hongyuan: "..."

  Stinky boy.

   The eldest prince died when the child was two years old, and he has been with him ever since.

   At that time, Li Hongyuan himself was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was still a half-year-old boy. Inside and out, there was a little boy who was carved in pink and jade.

   has almost become a scene of Chang'an City.

   The relationship between the two is said to be uncle and nephew, and it is no different from father and son.

  Unexpectedly, in just a few days, the "son" was captured by Jiang Ning.

   Someone called out softly, and he left himself without hesitation, and dashed away.

   Jiang Ning was surrounded by this and returned to Prince Yu's Mansion.

  Jiang Ning opened the warehouse and turned out the pile of treasures in the basket. He gave Jiang Yi the calligraphy and painting, Jiang Yuan a paperweight stone, and Jiang Yan a brush.

   is a very precious good thing.

  Simply said that Jiang Yan's pen washer was made by Ru Kiln, and it was worth at least five or six hundred taels of silver.

After    sent them all away, Huang Ying smiled and said, "The girl is really generous."

  Jiang Ning said: "These things are put aside for nothing. It's better for everyone to enjoy them together. Whether it is family or friendship, it must be carefully maintained. How can anyone be born to be nice to you?"

   "It's still the girl who thinks clearly." Huang Ying tidied up her clothes and sighed, "It's just that she's back this time. Wang Ye's few men and women are afraid that they will come to block the girl again."

   "Add block?" Jiang Ning laughed, "I just don't like to pay attention to them. It's hard to say who will block whom."

   Xiaoqian ran over and took Jiang Ning's hand: "Auntie, I'm hungry. I want to eat fried pancakes made by Auntie."

  Jiang Ning scratched his little nose: "You're the grandson of the emperor, so what's the point of it? Auntie will cook a lot of delicious food."

   There are no conditions for fried pancakes. Now that they have entered Yu Wangfu, how can they still eat that?

   was also idle around, Jiang Ning rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.

  The cooks in the kitchen don't know what to do.

  The princess cooks by herself?

   This is still pregnant.

  I dare not.

   The steward of the kitchen hurried to report to Li Hongyuan.

  Li Hongyuan was dealing with a few errands sent by the emperor, when he heard the words: "She can do whatever she wants, as long as she doesn't leave the palace."

   "But, the princess wants to eat for His Royal Highness."

   "It's strange for a picky eater like Xiaoqian to be willing to eat what she makes." Li Hongyuan didn't care, "Let her toss."

  The cooks had to vacate the kitchen.

   Let the princess toss.

   All of them couldn't help but groan.

   What can she cook?

Is    edible?

   Stop burning the kitchen.

   But soon, they shut up.

  Because the smell came from the kitchen.

  The oily and crispy taste makes people drool uncontrollably.

   After a while, Huang Ying came out with a small pot.

  Jiang Ning then came out and said with a smile, "Xiao Qian, try it."

  Li Tingqian looked at the yellow and fragrant things in the basin, and asked curiously, "Is this also an oil cake?"

   "You can taste it." Jiang Ning took a piece, blew it, and handed it to him.

  Li Tingqian took a bite, his eyes lit up.

   "Auntie, what is this? It's delicious."

   "Fried chicken nuggets." Jiang Ning looked at him with a smile.

   How can a child refuse to get a hamburger and fried chicken.

  Unfortunately, the conditions are limited, otherwise it would be better to get a glass of Coke.

  Li Tingqian ate four or five pieces in a row, and the eyes of the cooks and servants around him went straight.

   Xiaohuangsun has always had a poor appetite, picky eaters, and does not like to eat.

   Ask for a ticket.

   (end of this chapter)