The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

The Prince Qin's Mansion was very large. Nanny Zhao walked with Jiang Ying and his mother for more than ten minutes without saying a word, and there was no sign of them stopping.

As soon as Siyu entered the mansion, she was left alone in the servants' courtyard near the corner gate.

When she handed the bag to Jiang Ying, Nanny Zhao took special care to check it and was relieved to see that it was full of clean diapers.

She didn't want Jiang Ying to attack the princess after a few words, otherwise her job as the housekeeper of the palace would be over!

Seeing that Jiang Ying was getting impatient, Nanny Zhao's eyes flickered, "We'll be in the inner courtyard soon, young lady, please bear with it."

A hint of contempt appeared on his face.

He secretly laughed at Jiang Ying for being a country boy who had never seen the world.

Prince Qin is the only brother of the late emperor, so the Prince Qin's mansion is naturally spacious and luxurious. The distance from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard is quite long. After entering the inner courtyard, the princess' courtyard is located in the center, so it naturally takes a long time to walk there.

Those of them who serve personally have already trained well.

The reason why I didn't remind her was to give her a scare!

Jiang Ying nodded, but after walking for another ten minutes, she still hadn't arrived. She slowed down her pace without making a sound.

She thought to herself, was this Aunt Zhao planning to sell her and her son?

Just as she was daydreaming, Xiao Yanzhi kindly answered her, "Stupid mother, can't you walk anymore? That's right, the Qinwang Mansion is quite big, even bigger than the Junwang Mansion, and the place where the old witch lives is full of twists and turns, and it takes a while to walk around the corridors alone."

[Hey, am I too heavy and it’s hard for my stupid mother to hold me so I can’t walk? ]

Seeing Jiang Ying stop for no apparent reason, Madam Zhao tied her hands together and said in displeasure, "Why, young lady, don't you want to leave?"

Jiang Ying looked at her and said, "Madam Zhao, the Prince Qin's Mansion is quite big, right?"

When talking about this, Aunt Zhao was extremely proud. She puffed out her chest and said, "Of course. The mansions of kings, dukes, generals, and ministers all have small ones.

“It’s not something that a small family can compare to.

"Not to mention you, even those of us who have worked in the mansion for decades may get lost accidentally, so follow me closely and don't stop casually, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding you if you get lost later!"

"Hey hey..." Jiang Ying didn't move and waved to Nanny Zhao.

The latter took two steps back impatiently, "What's wrong?"

Why does this little girl have so many troubles?

If it weren't for the fact that the prince doted on her, she would have twisted his ears and dragged him away!

Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked in front of Jiang Ying, a fleshy thing was stuffed into her arms...

Feeling that she was using force, Jiang Ying quickly withdrew her hand, "Madam Zhao, hold on tight, this is royal blood!"

Aunt Zhao: "..."

Apart from anything else, the four words "royal blood" alone made her feel under tremendous pressure.

Don't dare to slack off at all.

The movements were very familiar, yet a little nervous as he held Xiao Yanzhi tightly.

Jiang Ying was very satisfied when he saw this. "Not bad, not bad. It can be seen that Aunt Zhao is a martial artist. When she was young, she must have helped the princess to take care of the children."

Nanny Zhao rolled her eyes and didn't want to talk.

Jiang Ying continued to pua, "I was wondering why Aunt Zhao walked so fast just now, I could hardly keep up with her, I guess this is the reason!

"Don't think this little guy is small, he's only two months old and weighs over ten pounds, so he's very heavy.

"Since Aunt Zhao said that I'm familiar with the road and can walk with my eyes closed, then fine, I'll let you hold the child and I'll walk seriously."

After saying that, she clapped her hands in a casual manner, then tilted her head slightly to Zhao Mama, "Let's go, Zhao Mama, you're not in a hurry now?"

Aunt Zhao: "..."

She didn't want to say that she hadn't held a baby in her arms for many years.

Firstly, there was no such person in the palace, and secondly, she had managed to become the managing nanny beside the princess, so who would let her do such hard work?

However, after Jiang Ying threw the baby to her, he walked very fast. Zhao Ma had to grit her teeth and quickly catch up with him while holding the child.

Little Yanzhi tossed and turned in her arms, extremely unhappy.

[My stinky mother, why did you throw me to the evil-hearted thing called Zhao Ma? She kills without blinking an eye. I don’t know how many maids she helped Tong Ma deal with who died unjustly. Those maids are pitiful. They are not seen alive or dead. ]

Hearing this, Jiang Ying turned around in horror, just in time to meet Zhao Ma's ferocious face covered in sweat.

I thought to myself that with this ferocious look, it would be difficult to deal with him.

But as I said before, the adopted son is of royal blood after all, the emperor's nephew, and it is impossible for Madam Zhao to take action against him because of his long life.

So the rest of the journey was easy for Jiang Ying.

After all, I have less than ten pounds in my arms. I used to do weighted marching, but now I am walking without arms, so the degree of tiredness is certainly different.

So much so that when they finally arrived at Tong's Jiaofang Courtyard, Jiang Ying looked relaxed and in high spirits, while Madam Zhao's clothes were soaked with sweat and she was gasping for breath.

Almost immediately, he stuffed the child into Bai Zhi's hands!

"Hurry! Hold it for me first!"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Madam Zhao held onto the wall, almost coughing out her heart and lungs.

Jiang Ying couldn't help laughing, but he didn't laugh too much. He held back his smile and acted in front of Bai Zhi, "Oh, I don't know why Aunt Zhao, who looks so big and strong, has such poor physical strength. She only held me for a while!"

Nanny Zhao suddenly glared at Jiang Ying, "You...you are talking nonsense...I...I will hug you..."

She gasped for air and spoke slowly and stutteringly. Tong, who was looking at the account book in the room, heard it and raised her voice slightly, "Is Aunt Zhao back? Bring her in."

Nanny Zhao held her breath, unable to breathe.

After a long while, he calmly (but not with anger) led Jiang Ying and the child in.

"Your Highness, this is Jiang and her child."

It was obvious that these words were squeezed out from between Zhao Ma's teeth.

Jiang Ying held the child in her arms and squatted down randomly, "I greet the Queen of Qinwang."

Her voice was clear and crisp, like the chirping of an oriole. She was wearing a plain lilac-colored dress and a gold hairpin on her head, which was elegant and presentable. Her hair was like the Milky Way and black silk. She wore no makeup, but her hair was as white as a snowball, glowing and delicate, and beautiful.

Especially those charming eyes, which seemed to be filled with ripples of light.

Tong's delicate makeup made her look a little startled, then she put down the account book and smiled, "Zhuo'er has a really good eye, a standard beauty ruffian. If it weren't for her low status and lack of a bright future, she could be a concubine."

At first glance, these words sound like a compliment to Jiang Ying.

Actually...it was a veiled criticism that Jiang Ying only had beauty but her family background was nothing to show for, and that she had secretly committed adultery with Yan Zhuo and had a baby, without any rules or moral codes. Even if she was pretty, she was destined to be lowly because she was just using her beauty to please others.

Jiang Ying understood in her heart, but her face was still innocent.

She gave her standard smile, "Thank you for the compliment, Princess. In fact, I have heard of your name for a long time and have always regarded you as my idol. If that day really comes, I hope to be like you, the princess, who was born in a humble family but has a strong will and works hard. What's the point of being a concubine? Wouldn't it be better to be a princess directly?"

You call me a foxy girl, and I call you a hypocrite. We are the eldest brother, not the second brother!

Tong's face turned green instantly. Aunt Zhao, who had experienced Jiang Ying's soft knife twice, hurried forward and said, "Madam, you haven't eaten your bird's nest yet. It will be cold soon. Let her wait outside. It won't be too late to talk after she finishes eating the bird's nest."

She had to remind the princess about Jiang Ying's heroic act at the door just now.

This little girl looks like a dandelion, but in fact she is a cactus, very prickly!