Ning Chen loves his wife

Chapter 816
Zhuo Nan went directly to Jing Rong's lap and sat down, and then actively stuffed a wet hair into his big hand.

Jing Rong immediately helped her dry her hair.

Zhuo Nan stood up and shook his hair, looking dry and comfortable, and winked at Jing Rong gratefully.

Jing Rong curled his lips slightly, feeling happy.

Qian Momo came in at this time and asked: "Uncle, madam, do you want to serve dinner?"

Zhuo Nan nodded at her but said: "Let Qingshang and Qingliu go to the kitchen to pick up the food box, and you and Liandong don't go." It was raining so heavily, Qingshang and Qingliu knew martial arts, and their hands and feet moved quickly, while Mammy Qian After all, I am getting older, if it rains and the road slips and falls, I will be hit by eggs.

The person fell and injured, and her dinner was also lost.

Qingshang and Qingliu immediately took orders and left.

"Yes." Qian Momo responded and stepped forward to clean up the table, but she didn't dare to move the chessboard privately, and looked at Jing Rong asking for instructions. "Grandpa, are you still coming down?"

Jing Rong seemed to have never heard of it.

Qian Momo looked at Zhuo Nan for help.Uncle has a really cold temper, he doesn't like to talk to anyone except his wife.

Zhuo Nan waved at Nanny Qian and said, "Take it off." Looking at Jing Rong, he said, "I'm going to comb my hair in a bun, otherwise I won't be able to use dinner." .Then walked into the inner room.

Liandong immediately followed her in and helped her comb her hair.

After the couple had their dinner soon, Zhuo Nan lay on the bed covered with a thin quilt and listened to the sound of the rain outside, but his eyes were fixed on the scene sitting in front of the candle and reading a book.Thinking that it was his birthday today, but she didn't even have a single thing to take out....

"Say something directly." Jing Rong stared at the book but spoke to Zhuo Nan.

Zhuo Nan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you reading a book? Are you not afraid of being disturbed by me?"

"This deity can do three things at once." Jing Rong turned to the next chapter.

"... If you are not afraid of being disturbed, then I will not be polite. The Fifth Prince only took away the Minister of Rites from the yamen." He obviously wanted to talk about giving him a gift, but why did he talk about something else?

"En." Jing Rong responded with affirmation, and raised his head to look at Zhuo Nan. "You guessed it when you saw the maid kneeling outside the gate."

"Yes." Zhuo Nan nodded and admitted. "Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites was beaten so badly in the yamen that the Fifth Prince came to question him in person, how did you teach him to vent his anger on me?"

Jing Rong glanced at her, then set his eyes on the book again, and said flatly: "I didn't teach him a lesson."

Zhuo Nan laughed softly, and said triumphantly: "When I was taking a bath before, I asked Qingliu carefully, but she said that you smashed a table in front of the fifth prince, which scared him enough .

When he was leaving, he waved away the oil-paper umbrellas that the butler Qing handed him to cover the rain, walked through the courtyard in the rain, got on the carriage and left soaked.

But before he came, the sky had not changed, so he must have not brought clean clothes.

Because it is summer, there must be no bedding on the carriage.

By the time he returns to the Fifth Prince's Mansion, it will be a long time, maybe he is already sick with sneezing profusely! "

Jing Rong suddenly put down the book in his hand and walked over, and pressed her under him after getting on the couch.

"It's so leisurely, it's better to do what I like most." He lowered his head and kissed her lips...

Zhuo Nan stretched out his hands to hook his neck, and while he kissed her neck from his lips, he whispered: "Fox, let's give birth to a little fox." Make it up.

Jing Rong looked up at her. "Didn't you say that you don't want children for the time being? You changed your mind." It seems that she really doubted Huang Xing's matter.

Zhuo Nan nodded. "I went to Zhuo's mansion today, and I met the little girl we ran into that day. I hope to have a little fox like you."

"You just changed the prescription, so you can't stop at this time. After two months, stop the medicine and ask Yan Huichun to take a pulse to make sure that you are fine, and we will give birth to a little fox."

"...Okay." Zhuo Nan raised his head to meet him, and actively sealed his lips.Even if Jing Rong didn't explain Huang Xing's matter to her, she absolutely believed him.

After finishing the work, Zhuo Nan took a bath again and fell into a deep sleep, but Jing Rong got up and put on a robe and walked outside.

Qing Shang and the others immediately stepped forward to salute.

Jing Rong glanced at them coldly, then suddenly stared at Qian Momo and asked, "What gift did Madam prepare?" The question was in an affirmative tone.

Qian Momo took a look at Liandong, Qingshang, and Qingliu.The three of them retreated knowingly.

Only then did Qian Momo walk to a huge floor-standing vase and took out a pair of insoles and a handkerchief and put them on the table.Seeing that Jingrong picked it up to check, he said: "My lord, madam wanted to give you a handkerchief, but the female red was ashamed to see people, so she gave up halfway through the embroidery. The old slave suggested that she embroider the insoles, and hide them under the soles of the shoes so that no one can see them." Only she knows about this matter, Qing Shang and the others don't know about it.

How did my uncle manage to ask her alone...?
Jing Rong took a closer look at the insole, and found that it was only half embroidered. The embroidery skills were obviously better than those on the handkerchief, and it was obvious that there was still some progress.Putting the things back on the table, she glanced at Qian Momo and said, "Don't tell Madam about this, let her continue to embroider."

"Yes." Qian Momo saluted, stepped forward to put away her things, looked at Jing Rong and entered the inner room again.

Jing Rong took off her outer robe and put it on the screen, lay down on the couch, stretched out her hand to embrace Zhuo Nan in her arms, and lowered her head to press a kiss on the top of her hair.She hates female reds the most but is willing to pick up needles and threads for him. To get a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for.

The gate of the Fifth Prince's mansion.

"Ah Choo! Ah Choo!" While sneezing, the Fifth Prince got out of the carriage and had to take out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.

A steward immediately put an oil-paper umbrella on top of the fifth prince's head to shield him from the rain, but he himself was exposed to the rain.

The coachman squatted on the ground as a horse stool despite the pouring rain.

The fifth prince stepped on his back and got out of the carriage.

Looking up at the horse-riding guards who followed him to Jingfu, all of them were soaked by the heavy rain and lost their usual momentum.

He waved his hand at them, signaling them to go back and settle down.

In the heavy rain, there was no time to put on a show for them to salute and return home.

The guards behind him didn't dare to salute. After bowing their heads in the direction of the Fifth Prince and saluting, they led their horses into the Fifth Prince's Mansion through the side door.

Instruct the groom who specializes in raising horses to take care of the horses and go back to their houses to change their clothes.

main entrance.

The fifth prince walked quickly, and the steward trotted behind him, and it was a bit difficult to hold the umbrella. Several times, he failed to cover the sky above the fifth prince's head in time, and he was drenched in the rain.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The fifth prince sneezed twice more, stared at the steward and said sternly: "Blind dog, I didn't see that the clothes on my whole body are already wet, you cover it for a while Umbrellas are useful!"

(End of this chapter)