The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

Mrs. Qian looked at Mingyue. She wanted to say something, but she held back.

In fact, she also had a dream that night. She dreamed of a fairy emitting white light and wearing feathered clothes, who descended from the sky, placed a lotus on her daughter's belly, and suddenly disappeared the next moment.

Everything that happened at that time was so unlike a dream, yet it was something that could not happen in reality. But when I heard my daughter describe the fairy, her appearance was exactly the same.

It seems that she needs to find some time to go to the temple. Although she doesn't know which god it is, she should still express her gratitude.

As she was thinking, she beckoned her confidant to come forward and said, "Go and pack the century-old ginseng and ice jadeite from my dowry into a box and let the little princess take them away later."

In Mrs. Qian's mind, this fairy seemed to have some connection with Mingyue, so she should thank Mingyue.

The confidant was a little shocked, because that was a treasure passed down from the lady's ancestors, but when she heard that it was for the little princess, she immediately went down to prepare it.

After the meal, General Zheng was called away by his "friends", leaving only the three women to keep him company in the mansion.

Xiao Qianqian happily took Mingyue to visit the room she had prepared for her unborn baby. It looked very warm, with a small crib, a fully stocked wardrobe, and all kinds of small toys.

Tears of envy flowed from my mouth. Although I was more extravagant than this back then, I still couldn't help but be amazed. Is this the life of rich people?

"I love staying in this room most of the time, writing and reading. The thoughts in my head are unstoppable." Xiao Qianqian took out several manuscripts and showed them to Mingyue. "Look, these are the new books I've been thinking about these days."

Mingyue reached out and took it, flipping through the pages. They were all different types of stories: women investigating crimes, women traveling for business, and women adventuring in the martial arts world. The general plot and subplots were even already planned out.

"Xiao Qianqian, are you planning to write all of them, or just one book?" Mingyue didn't even raise her head.

"Of course I wrote them all!" Qian Zeyan nodded as if it was a matter of course. "Those men either write clichéd stories about scholars and young ladies, or stories about male hunters and fallen young ladies. They're all rubbish!"

Mingyue agrees with this point very much. Those books have poisoned so many young girls.

On the contrary, it was the book written by Qian Zeyan that made many women realize that women not only exist to get married and have children, but can also do earth-shaking things.

Fortunately, both the government and Qian Zeyan's mother and husband all agreed with this.

Jiang Hetang is not a male chauvinist by nature. He does not agree that women should become dodders to men. However, it is difficult to change the thinking of Chinese people. It is a good idea to slowly change them through such storybooks.

Mrs. Qian thought her daughter was amazing. She was able to write such a wonderful plot. She must have inherited her good mind.

General Zheng said, "I have no objection. I agree with whatever Madam wants."

Thus, another masterpiece was born during Qian Zeyan's pregnancy.

Mingyue stayed at Qian Zeyan's house for a day, enjoying good food and drink. When she was about to get on the carriage, she was "kidnapped" by people from Ning'an Marquis' Mansion.

Lady Ning'an was content to hold the soft and fragrant little Mingyue in her arms. Especially when she learned that Lady Wen had not snatched her away, she laughed like an old witch, "hia~hia~hia~"

"Sister Shen didn't manage to snatch me away after all!"

"Good Mingyue, don't worry. I, your Aunt Wan, have already informed your aunt at the palace. Tonight, you can stay at Aunt Wan's house peacefully."

Mingyue scratched at the collar of Ning'an Marquis' wife Liang Wan's clothes without saying a word. Liang Wan thought she was frightened by her and held her in her arms, coaxing her softly. In fact, Mingyue was just thinking, it's over, it's over, Ning'an Marquis won't ask for her money back, right?

After all, they had privately reached an agreement: "You can come to the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion, but you can't stay overnight. You can come to the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion, but you can't bother my wife, the Ning'an Marquis."

I've collected the money, but haven't done the job for them. What should I do?

Tao Tao naturally understood what Ming Yue was thinking at the moment. She poked her young lady and whispered in her ear, "Young lady, don't we collect the silver from Ning An Hou on a monthly basis? We haven't paid it this month yet!"

Mingyue did a somersault instantly, "Really?"

Taotao nodded slightly.

Liang Wan wondered what had happened to Mingyue, so she held her in her arms, looked left and right, and only felt relieved after confirming that she was fine.

Mingyue shyly kissed the wife of the Ning'an Marquis. "Aunt Wan, you patted me just now and I fell asleep accidentally. I woke up suddenly and scared you?"

Hearing Mingyue's explanation, Liang Wan laughed out loud, "Why is our Mingyue so cute~" and pinched Mingyue's face.

The carriage is about to arrive at the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion. I wonder if you, Ning'an Marquis, will be surprised or not when you see me. A sinister smile flashed across Mingyue's face: Should we increase the silver price next year? Hehehe.

Sure enough, Marquis Ning'an came out excitedly to greet his wife who had just left the palace. Just as he was about to reach out to hold her hand, he saw a tender little hand reaching out from the curtain of the sedan chair. Then, a chubby and "haunting" face appeared in front of Marquis Ning'an.

He almost had a cardiac arrest and pointed at Mingyue, "You, you, you!"

"Me, me, me? What's wrong with me?" Mingyue had an expression that said, "What can you do to me?" which made Ning Anhou want to beat him up.

He pretended to be kind and hugged Mingyue, "It's nothing, Uncle Xu is just shocked. How come our smart, lovable and super cute little Mingyue has time to come to Ning-an-Marquis-Mansion?" He uttered the last few words with gritted teeth.

Liang Wan didn't know about the quarrel between the big and small. She only knew that if her son didn't go into the house, he would become a snowman!

She glared at Ning Anhou and said, "Okay, why are you dawdling outside? If you don't want to go in, then give me Mingyue and I'll go in." Mingyue stretched out her arms towards Liang Wan.

"No, no, no, let's go in, let's go in together." Ning Anhou said flatteringly.

In this way, Marquis Ning'an held Mingyue in his arms, and Liang Wan took the umbrella from the maid and held it for Mingyue and herself, leaving Marquis Ning'an covered in snow.

Ning Anhou: I feel wronged, but I won’t say anything.

Lady Ning'an: No one cares.