PREGNANT BEFORE THE ROYAL MARRIAGE

Chapter 911: Chapter 911 But You’re Lucky_1

She was stunningly beautiful, her smile captivating.

She was a beauty like no other under heaven.

She smiled tenderly at him.

Yet, Li Hongyuan remained utterly unmoved.

“Look at yourself, do you truly mean what you say?” Li Hongyuan pulled his arm away from her embrace, “I may not be supremely intelligent, but I can distinguish genuine feelings from deceit. Deal with Ling’an’s matter yourself.”

He then turned and left.

Jiang Ning watched his retreating figure, muttering to herself, “Is my acting really that bad?”

“Indeed it’s not very good.” Gufeng quietly responded.

Jiang Ning turned to look at him, studied his slightly red nose and doe-like eyes, suddenly she had a thought, and waved her hand, “Come here.”

Gufeng, being summoned, promptly grinned and moved to her, “What can I do for you, Seventh Miss?”

“I can do makeup disguises, right?”

“You can.”

“When you disguise yourself as someone else, don’t your temperament, expressions, and underlying style of doing things become different and thus very easy for others to see through?”

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Gufeng immediately understood her meaning, chuckling, “Seventh Miss, acting, like anything else, requires a natural talent. My disguise master once said that I was born for this profession.”

“Damn it all.”

Jiang Ning sighed, “Hard work will never beat natural talent, the heavens are really unfair.”

Gufeng burst out laughing, “Seventh Miss, even if you don’t have this particular talent, as long as you put in genuine effort, others will feel it.”

“Not just this particular talent, I seemingly don’t have any talent at all, not even literature or martial arts.”

The typical skills of a young lady of rank such as zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, she didn’t understand any of it.

Gucheng had advised her several times that she was not suitable for martial arts training.

Oh.

Thinking about it, wasn’t she just a born loser?

Thinking about this, Jiang Ning felt deflated.

Thankfully, Gufeng was good at comforting people.

He said something that successfully consoled Jiang Ning.

“Seventh Miss, although you’re not good at literature and your martial arts skills are mediocre, you’re really lucky.”

“Eh?” Jiang Ning thought about it and found it to be true.

Wasn’t she incredibly lucky?

Gufeng continued, “Take myself, for instance. Although my master praised me for my talent, I still ended up serving you. And take that proud fellow, Gucheng, who considers himself above everyone except the Grand General. Isn’t he also serving you?”

Jiang Ning gave him a side look, “So you feel very wronged, is that it?”

“No, not at all, I don’t feel wronged in the slightest. Being able to live like this every day is sheer bliss for me.” Gufeng was terrified that the Seventh Miss would dismiss him, so he promptly knelt down to hug her leg and began to cry. “I misspoke, Seventh Miss, please forgive me!”

The noise attracted the attention of people outside. Huang Ying and a few others rushed in, saw this scene, and walked away rolling their eyes.

This Gufeng, so cold and cruel towards everyone else, yet as gentle as a kitten to the Princess Consort. He acted as if he wished he could turn into a cat and rest at her feet, hoping for affection.

Jiang Ning sent him to the corner to cry while she called Wenxi over to take Shuihua away.

Wenxi asked if they should take her to the Imperial Prison for questioning.

Jiang Ning thought for a moment before asking, “Is there a place where we can keep her alive while also ensuring the Empress won’t get hold of her?”

Wenxi hesitated for a moment, then answered, “If Seventh Miss wants to keep her, then we should remove her from the palace.”

The Empress held control over the harem. A mere palace maid, as long as she remained within the palace walls, wouldn’t be able to escape the Empress’s clutches.

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