Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage-Chapter 598 - : Wanting to Impress the Four Seats
Chapter 598: Chapter 598: Wanting to Impress the Four Seats
Jiang Ning moved on and said, “This professional matter should be left to the professionals. If the embroidered wedding dress doesn’t look good, it is our Jiang Family who will lose face.”
Jiang Yuan was angered with embarrassment, “How do you know that I won’t embroider it well? I’ve been using needles and threads since I was a child.”
Jiang Ning said, “There are only a few days left until the wedding, and you’re staying up late every night, your face has turned yellow, your eyes sunken. By the time you get married, people would look at you and say, ‘Oh my, who’s this old maiden? She must be at least forty years old, right?'”
“You—” Jiang Yuan stomped her foot, “Third Brother, she’s bullying me!”
Jiang Yi stood with his arms crossed, his eyes filled with laughter, completely enjoying the show.
With Lin Zizi present, Aunt Bai and Aunt Liu dared not say anything.
Jiang Yan whispered, “Fifth Sister, don’t be angry. Seventh Sister is saying this for your own good. Yesterday, you stayed up half the night, and your eyes were all red when you woke up.”
“You’re elbowing towards the outside!” Jiang Yuan glared at her.
“Little Fifth, what kind of language is that?” Aunt Liu saw Lin Zizi’s displeased look and hurriedly scolded her daughter, “What do you mean ‘elbowing towards the outside’? The Princess Consort is our own family!”
Jiang Ning didn’t mind at all, and smiled, “As the saying goes, a married daughter is like water poured out. In a few days, Fifth Daughter will become an outsider.”
Jiang Yuan pursed her lips.
Jiang Ning said, “Ah, I suddenly remembered, there is a famous embroiderer in the Manufacture Bureau, who is said to be able to embroider vivid and lifelike dragons and phoenixes. Under the sunlight, it almost looks like they come to life, extremely splendid!”
Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but reveal a look of envy and longing upon hearing this.
“Do you want this embroiderer to make your wedding dress?” Jiang Ning asked.
“…How could I possibly order around an embroiderer from the palace?”
“Isn’t there still me, the Princess Consort?”
“No need, I can embroider by myself.”
“Oh, let it be then. You can go ahead and wear your self-embroidered wedding dress when you get married.” Jiang Ning turned to talk to Lin Zizi, ignoring her.
This made Jiang Yuan feel anxious.
It’s a once-in-a-lifetime event, after all.
If she could wear such a magnificent wedding dress to get married, she would definitely amaze everyone in the Count’s residence.
However, she couldn’t bring herself to ask Jiang Ning for help and could only watch her get into the carriage with the two little ones.
…
Upon returning to the Imperial Palace, Li Tingqian was waiting for her with a face full of anticipation.
His small figure stood on his tiptoes.
Jiang Ning hurried over to hold his hand, “You must be freezing. There’s no need to wait here.”
Li Tingqian, with his little red nose, said, “Aunt Jiang didn’t return to the palace yesterday. I was worried about you.”
Jiang Ning warmed his little hands and asked, “Has your Fifth Imperial Uncle returned?”
“I didn’t see him.”
“Huh, where did he go then?” Jiang Ning was puzzled but asked Li Tingqian, “Have you had breakfast?”
“Not yet.”
“You have to study every day. How can you do that without eating?”
Li Tingqian pursed his lips and said nothing.
Jiang Ning knew he didn’t like the meals prepared by the Imperial Kitchen.
“What do you want to eat? Aunt Jiang will make it for you.”
“As long as Aunt Jiang makes it, I’ll love it!” Li Tingqian’s little face beamed with joy.
Jiang Ning then rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen, preparing a few steaming porridges and dishes with the available ingredients and brought them to the table.
She herself hadn’t eaten yet.
Lingzi and Wenzan had already eaten their fill and were playing with the little eunuch.
As Jiang Ning and Li Tingqian were eating, Li Hongyuan lifted the curtain and entered.
Li Tingqian quickly stood up and paid respect.
Li Hongyuan responded with a grunt, his eyes fixed on Jiang Ning, and asked, “Where’s Mu Jian?”
