Concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion: The princess is not to be messed with

Chapter 157 I gave birth to a good daughter
Quiet, absolutely quiet, even quieter than when Emperor Wu Ning asked them if they had thought of a way.

Mo Zhengqing was also stunned, and looked at Prince Ning blankly, did he hear correctly?Prince Ning actually said that his daughter Mo Qingling thought of this idea.How is this possible?Mo Zhengqing himself found it unbelievable.

Emperor Wu Ning was the first to react. Looking at the stunned Mo Zhengqing, Emperor Wu Ning asked: "Mo Aiqing, you really gave birth to a good daughter. Not only is she talented in writing, but she also knows how to fight drought and control water. !"

Hearing what Emperor Wu Ning said, Mo Zhengqing just smiled. His daughter has such a skill that he himself has no way of knowing.And he had to listen to what others said before he knew.

"I don't know, but my family Ling'er told Prince Ning?" He was also troubled by the flood recently, if he told him, he would naturally make a contribution in front of the emperor.But this Mo Qingling didn't tell, but he told the unrelated Prince Ning, which made Mo Zhengqing very uncomfortable.

"Of course not. It was my little girl who mentioned this matter when she was shopping with Miss Mo Er. Miss Mo said it casually. My little girl saw that I was distressed by the drought and flood when I got home, so she mentioned it to me after I got home yesterday. "Prince Ning naturally understood Mo Zhengqing's thoughts, so he replied truthfully, fearing that Mo Zhengqing would be unhappy and go back and blame Second Miss Mo.

Mo Qingling again?Jimo City's lips curled up. How many surprises will this Miss Mo Er bring to him?

Yue Qingfeng was somewhat skeptical, Mo Qingling was just a boudoir, how could she understand this!

Jimohan glanced sideways at Mo Zhengqing, this Mo Zhengqing gave birth to a smart daughter.After he came back, the name he heard the most was Mo Qingling.This Mo Qingling was not only a talented woman, she was also so courageous that she dared to reject him.And now he still knows how to fight drought and water control, it seems that he must know Miss Mo Er.

At this time, Mo Qingling was sitting in the carriage of Huixiang Mansion.

"Ah cut! Ah cut! Ah cut!" Mo Qingling suddenly sneezed three times.

Shuang Xue, who was sitting beside her, said with a smile: "Miss, the old man said that this sneezing means that someone is thinking about you. If Miss sneezes three times in a row, it means that three people are thinking about Miss. I don't know, it's the handsome brother from that family." Son, I'm thinking of our second young lady!"

Mo Qingling rolled her eyes helplessly, this Shuangxue's imagination was really rich.There is also a handsome young master who is thinking about her. It is more likely that someone will scold her than someone thinking about her.

"It's wrong to think about it twice and catch a cold. Your lady and I are probably going to catch a cold." Mo Qingling rubbed her nose, no wonder she always felt that her nose was itchy, it turned out that she was going to catch a cold.That's right, it's already autumn, and it seems that we will see more clothes in the future.This ancient times is no better than modern times. If you have a cold in modern times, a cold medicine will be fine as soon as you wake up until dawn.This is different in ancient times, if you have a cold, you have to drink the unpleasant and bitter concoction.In her previous life, and in this life, what she hated most was suffering.

"Is that so?" Shuangxue scratched her head. She seemed to always sneeze when she was sick.Is it true that, as the saying goes, three sneezes are not thought of, but a cold?
"That's right, that's it? Your sneezing means that others are thinking about you, is it completely unscientific?" Mo Qingling said to Shuangxue very seriously.

"Your servant knows." If she sneezes several times in the future, it means she should add more clothes.

"Lady, cover her so you don't catch a cold." Shuangxue put the blanket aside on Mo Qingling's lap.

(End of this chapter)