Chapter 39 Postpartum Care of Sows
After just half an incense stick of time, Zhao Mingzhu realized how true the saying "Many children bring suffering to their mothers" is.
She couldn't control the two little guys at all. They crawled around and ran around in circles like crazy.
As soon as the cow cat got on the car, it scratched the kesi curtain, and each strand of it looked like tassels.
Just as she was pleased with Jubai's politeness, the next moment it jumped onto the chessboard, and with a lightning-fast swing of its claws, it threw the jade chess pieces all over the ground.
Zhao Mingzhu was so depressed that she tried to shift the blame: "Your Highness, this is not my fault. It's all because of your Zihan being too naughty."
Gu Qingheng didn't even look at the damaged areas, but found Zhao Mingzhu's face full of despair amusing:
"You've decided on a name so quickly? They're all called Zi Han?"
When it comes to naming, Zhao Mingzhu immediately shook her head: "No, I just called it that casually. What name do you think is good, Your Highness?"
Gu Qingheng's father is really emotionally stable. Zhao Mingzhu can't help but think that her father needs to learn more from him, as he always glares at her.
"How about calling this one Dark Cloud?"
The cow cat was probably tired, so it curled up in Gu Qingheng's arms and fell asleep.
Zhao Mingzhu looked at Jubai and realized that they were really sisters. It was also lying on the chessboard with its legs spread out and fell asleep.
He had no idea how precious the jade chess piece under him was.
Zhao Mingzhu instantly forgot her previous complaints and moved closer to fiddle with the cow and orange-white heads in turn:
"Then let's call it Orange. It's so cute. I really want to eat it."
Zhao Mingzhu interprets the truth that humans are just animals and will be happy if they are treated kindly.
When Gu Qingheng saw her eyes shining, he knew that she loved these two cats very much.
Chang He outside the carriage stopped when he heard the noise inside. Compared with Zhao Mingzhu, he remembered that His Highness had always been indifferent to these living creatures.
After concentrating on petting the cat, Zhao Mingzhu kept smiling foolishly, but when she caught a glimpse of Gu Qingheng looking at her from the corner of her eye, she put away her perverted face and sat up straight.
"Your Highness, what are you looking at?"
Gu Qingheng turned the teacup in his hand: "It depends on whether the Crown Princess will be a kind mother or a strict mother in the future."
Zhao Mingzhu thought he was referring to the cat, so she said righteously:
"Now that the child is here, I must spoil him well. He doesn't need to be fed or clothed properly, just expensive!"
Gu Qingheng chuckled softly, "A loving mother often spoils her son, Crown Princess."
"It doesn't matter. They don't need to take exams to gain fame."
Zhao Mingzhu lifted the tasseled curtain, shrugged after hearing it, and said indifferently.
People were coming and going outside the car. Zhao Mingzhu suddenly felt a gaze following her closely. She looked around but couldn't find where it came from.
I could only lower the curtain and mutter, "Could it be that my feeling is wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Gu Qingheng asked.
Zhao Mingzhu shook her head and continued petting the cat: "I always feel like someone is staring at me, maybe it's an illusion."
She paused as she put Gu Qingheng's hand down, then said to Changhe, "Send someone to Baiweizhai to buy some seasonal dishes and bring them back to the East Palace."
"Yes, Your Highness."
After the carriage disappeared around the corner, the man standing in front of the window closed it. He looked 70% similar to Gu Qingheng, but his eyes were filled with gloom.
"Gu Qingheng..."
"Royal brother, he can't hear you just calling his name."
Next to him sat a young woman, who was eating grapes and talking leisurely.
"Shut up!"
Princess Jingning curled her lips: "Yes, my royal brother." What kind of ability is it to only take out your anger on her?
If you have the guts, run up to Gu Qingheng and give him a good beating!
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Zhao Mingzhu handed the two cats to Jinzhu and Yinzhu, who were in a panic:
"My Lady, can't the servants support her?"
When had they ever held such a small cat? Yinzhu was even afraid that if she used too much force she would break its neck.
After washing her hands, Zhao Mingzhu watched Qiao'er bring up the dishes. She smiled and said, "I believe you."
As soon as she sat down, Gu Qingheng came out from the side hall. He had changed into a round-necked white bamboo brocade robe and a glass dragon jade pendant hung around his waist. He looked tall and straight, and extremely noble.
He sat opposite Zhao Mingzhu, while Wuyun and Juzi had already begun to inspect the new territory.
Zhao Mingzhu bit her chopsticks and blinked, "Your Highness, why don't you stay in the main hall and I'll go to the side hall, otherwise I'll be uneasy."
Gu Qingheng took the soup from Changhe and drank it.
"I am uneasy. Crown Princess, please learn how to manage the affairs of the Eastern Palace and help me share my worries in the future."
Qiao'er and Jinzhu looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.
This move by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is definitely a good thing.
But Zhao Mingzhu shook her head instantly: "Forget it, what can I manage clearly? Your Highness, don't worry, I don't dare to trust myself either."
Zhao Mingzhu thought she didn't want this job. She would have to free up her hands for the heroine in the future. She was just bored.
What's more, she is really lazy and doesn't want to care.
Thinking of this, Zhao Mingzhu said with a smile: "Your Highness, is there a way to not have to take care of the chores, but still allow me to get some inexplicable dividends as usual?"
She doesn't want to do the work, she just wants the benefits.
Gu Qingheng scooped a spoonful of pearl bamboo shoot meat and gave it to her: "Yes."
Zhao Mingzhu ate with a smile on her face, then asked, "Where is it?"
"In a dream." Gu Qingheng said lightly while eating bamboo shoots, his mouth full of freshness and fragrance.
Zhao Mingzhu: ...
As expected of brother and sister, what he said was exactly the same as what Gu Yu said back then.
After eating and drinking, Zhao Mingzhu dragged her recliner to the pomegranate tree as usual. She listened to the piano music and sighed that she was so happy.
This is the kind of good life that people should live.
Finally, she doesn't have to keep an eye on that crappy work group worth three thousand five hundred all day long!
A gentle breeze blew through the bamboos, making a rustling sound. The two cats were chasing each other, having a great time.
Zhao Mingzhu was flipping through the book in her hand. She felt sleepy and drowsy.
When she woke up, she touched the book, but found it was gone. She turned her head as if she sensed something.
Gu Qingheng, who was originally playing the piano, came over at some point and was picking up her book to read.
Oh no.
"Give it back to me!" Zhao Mingzhu stood up and reached out to grab it.
Gu Qingheng raised his hand with a smile on his face.
"The Crown Princess's range of interests is truly extraordinary. She even likes 'Postpartum Care for Sows'. So why not try her hand at account books?"
Zhao Mingzhu thought he hadn't read the content, and said calmly:
"Your Highness, I'm interested in the postpartum care of sows, but I'm not interested in something as boring as an account book. That's human nature."
Gu Qingheng hummed softly and watched her stand on tiptoe to reach the book.
"Really?"
He pinched the corner of the book and separated it in an instant, revealing the real title.
Gu Qingheng's slow and steady approach to publishing a book titled "The Romantic Monk and the Pretty Nun"
That’s right, there were also storybooks for sale in ancient times, and it was An Yun who recommended them to her.
She didn't feel anything at first, but when Gu Qingheng read it out loud, she felt extremely ashamed.
Zhao Mingzhu's face turned red, and the red spread down her collar like a cooked shrimp.
Zhao Mingzhu grabbed his arm, then jumped up, snatched the storybook, and ran back to her bedroom.
She wanted to finish reading it quickly and burn it!
As for those high-quality stocks, we need to move them quickly.
Gu Qingheng watched the door slam shut, and Changhe approached and said:
"Your Highness, Prince Jing and Princess Jingning have arrived in the capital."
Gu Qingheng was not surprised: "Yeah."
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