MTL - Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace-Chapter 878 a military book

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   Chapter 878 A Military Book

   Ling Zi’s body trembled as she cried, her face flushed red, and her face was full of tears.

   Jiang Ruobai's heart was broken when she saw it.

   If this was at Jiang's house, he would never allow it.

   Unfortunately, this was the decision of the crown prince and the crown prince in the palace, and he could not refute it in public.

"Mother, don't fight, stop fighting!" Ling Zi knew who was the most effective at begging at this moment, so she ran to Jiang Ning, hugged her leg, and cried and shouted, "Ling Zi will stop being naughty in the future, beg Mother, don't beat Grandma Sun, Sister Pei'er and Sister Xiaoman!"

   These two people, one is her nanny, and the other is a maid of honor.

   As for Xiaoman, I don't need to say, he came from Jiang's house.

   All of them were personally selected by Jiang Ning. Except for Xiaoman's sincerity, the others were all calm and gentle, and they didn't talk much. On weekdays, Jiang Ning was very at ease with them.

  Today, I can't blame them entirely. The children were all listening to Lin Shimo's lecture in the hall. As servants, they couldn't all be crowded in here. Who knew Lingzi would sneak out under the pretense of being courteous.

   By the time they found the little master, she was already in his arms by Jiang Xiangye.

  Lingzi accompanied them day and night, and had a deep relationship. Now that they were beaten to pieces, she was frightened, scared, and crying.

  Li Hongyuan dotes on this daughter the most, he can't listen anymore, he stepped forward and carried Ling Zi away from here.

   Ling Ziru was like a little koala wrapped around Li Hongyuan, crying and trembling.

   "I won't dare anymore." She whimpered and whispered in Li Hongyuan's ear.

   "Daddy believes in Lingzi. Be good, it's alright."

   His Royal Highness, who has always been cold-faced and cold-hearted, held his little daughter and walked back and forth in the Wenhua Palace, comforting her in a gentle and low voice.

  The little girl slowly calmed down, because she cried too violently, she didn't stop for a while, sobbing and choking.

  Li Tingqian brought a glass of water and fed it to Ling Zi.

   Wen Zan took a towel and wiped Ling Zi's face.

   Ling Zi drank the water, wiped her face, and lay obediently in Daddy's arms, stunned.

  Jiang Ning glanced at their father and daughter, and seeing that they were all hiding from him, completely unwilling to let him get close, he simply turned around and sent Jiang Ruobai out, talking by the way.

   Jiang Ruobai sighed one after another: "Why are you doing this?"

   "Children don't know how high the sky is, so they need to be disciplined."

   "Discipline is not the way you do it, it scares the children."

   "She is afraid, which shows that there is still reverence and salvation."

   "How old is Ling Zi? You are too serious." Jiang Ruobai disagreed, "Ling Zi's identity is here, no matter how arrogant and arrogant it is, it doesn't matter."

   "That will kill her sooner or later."

  Jiang Ning didn't want to discuss this issue with his father, so he turned to ask, "I heard that the eldest uncle is about to leave, how are the preparations? Can I go back and see him?"

   "It's better not to go, you are the crown princess, it's not good to always run out, so as not to attract courtiers to discuss." Jiang Ruobai walked smoothly with his hands behind his back, "There are about four or five days left."

   "The battlefield is dangerous, and I can't help the eldest uncle. Dad, help me give this to the eldest uncle."

   Jiang Ning took out a thin booklet.

  Jiang Ruobai took it over and glanced at it. The words "Tiger Bells Sutra" were written on the cover, and he wondered, "What is this?"

   "Book of War."

   "Why haven't I heard of such a military book?" Jiang Ruobai opened it in amazement, and even more surprised to find that the handwriting in this booklet was written by his youngest daughter.

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