Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

  Chapter 55 Everything in my father's house is fake

   Jiang Ning hurriedly waved: "Put it down, bring it to me to see."

   The maid put the basket in front of her.

   Meow Meow suddenly ran over, jumped onto her lap, and meowed a few times.

   "Miaomiao is good." Jiang Ning patted its head, "Are you hungry? Come spring, bring the cat bowl and get something to eat for Miaomiao."

  Chunlai responded and brought a bowl of food.

   Meow Meow jumped down and ate quietly.

   Spring comes, summer begins, autumn leaves, and winter breaks. These four maids, as her dowry maids, also wear brand-new clothes and dress up beautifully.

   Seeing the cat bowl, the expressions of several people in the room were a bit complicated.

   Especially Jiang Yuan, couldn't help but say, "Jiang Qi, where did you steal this bowl from?"

   "Shut up if you can't speak. If I steal a broken cat bowl, can I make a fortune or what?" Jiang Ning was angry.

   "Broken cat bowl?" Jiang Yuan sneered, thinking about you, a person who grew up in a poor family, what are you putting on here, thinking that you are rich by using such a valuable object as a bowl for cats?

   Jiang Yan whispered: "Seventh sister, where did you get this bowl... from?"

   "Someone gave it."

"This bowl is very precious, I'd better put it away and use another bowl for Miaomiao." Jiang Yan advised cautiously, "You are going to take this cat to Prince Yu's Mansion. If people in that mansion see it, they will think Our girls are arrogant."

   Precious?

   Jiang Ning looked down at the cat bowl, and his heart moved slightly.

  This bowl was also given by Lao Litou.

   She wanted to pick it up and take a look, but Miaomiao was eating.

never mind.

   She reached out and took out a painting from the basket, unfolded it and looked at it.

   She didn't know how to draw, and felt that the painting in her hand was not very good.

   But Jiang Yuan and Jiang Yan's eyes lit up when they saw it.

   "Spring sunset map." Jiang Yan muttered to herself.

  Jiang Yuan has already leaned over: "This...is a fake, a fake, it must be!"

  Although they are all prostitutes, but after all, they grew up in a scholarly family, and they have studied with the female teacher since childhood. They cannot be said to be proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting, but at least have a certain appreciation ability.

  Jiang Yan said: "Fifth sister, have you read it carefully? I think this is an authentic work."

   "Impossible!" Jiang Yuan denied.

   "If you don't believe me, let's go to Daddy and Third Brother to see it."

   "Who is looking for me?"

  Jiang Yi just walked to the door, and when he heard the voice, he walked in and saw Jiang Ning wearing a red wedding dress with a phoenix crown sitting beside the bed, and his eyes lit up.

   He approached and looked carefully for a long time: "My sister is very beautiful."

  Jiang Yuan couldn't see the third brother praising Jiang Ning so much, so she curled her lips: "Which woman doesn't look good in a wedding dress."

   Jiang Yi glanced at her: "What did you say just now?"

   "Third brother, look at the painting in Seventh Sister's hand." Jiang Yan said hurriedly.

   "Painting?" Jiang Yi probed his eyes and snorted, "This painting... seems to be an authentic work."

   He recognized it carefully for a moment, and was a little surprised: "I thought the original painting was in the palace, but it was in our house? Did my father collect it?"

   Jiang Ruobai listened at the door, and his face was instantly filled with anger.

   The one in his study is a fake, hum.

   Jiang Yi glanced at the cat bowl on the ground: "Hey, it looks like the one on my father's desk."

   Jiang Ruobai: "…"

   Don't say it!

   Everything in your father's house is fake!

   The real thing is on the lips of other little girls!

   Jiang Ning was also shocked.

  So this painting in her hand is quite valuable?

   She reached out and took out another porcelain cup from the basket: "This..."

   (end of this chapter)