Quick travel: I rely on the childbirth system to pamper my harem

"Tang Cheng asked Gu Zhuan to give it to you."

The prince opened his mouth to explain and forced it into Tang Qingning's hands: "Miss Tang, Tang Cheng is really passionate about you. Even though he is far away from the Cui family, he still misses you."

"Why didn't he just give it to the minister?" Tang Qingning held the object and guessed what it was.

The prince's eyebrows were light and he was half-smiling: "Maybe I'm embarrassed? I can't guess what happened to you young men and women. Since the gift has been delivered to Miss Tang, I can say that I have lived up to my trust and left."

With that said, the prince turned and left without stopping for a moment.

It seemed like he was really here to deliver something.

Tang Qingning held the small box, bowed to the prince's back and said, "I respectfully send you to His Highness the prince."

On the side, Tang's father avoided everyone's sight and hid in the corner.

He was accompanied by Old Mrs. Tang, two people who had followed him.

"Mom, what do you mean by the prince? Could it be that you are attracted to Ning Bao?"

Mrs. Tang frowned and said: "Ning Bao Bingxue is smart, so it's natural for me to like her. But there is no freedom in the palace, so I don't agree with her entering the palace."

Tang's father believed this deeply: "Entering the palace means that you will definitely serve a husband with all the other women. I don't agree with that either."

As a man, he only married one wife in his life.

How could he be willing to let Tang Qingning go to the palace and suffer, but if Ning Bao was willing, he, as a father, would not refuse.

"Let's go, let's go back and wait to see what Ning Bao says." Mrs. Tang did not go up.

Father Tang said: "Yes."

During the meal, both of them wanted to ask Tang Qingning what he thought, but they couldn't find the right time to ask.

Tang Qingning couldn't bear it anymore and said with a smile: "Father, grandma, can you please stop staring at me? I feel a little uncomfortable eating."

"Okay." Tang's father agreed happily.

Mrs. Tang coughed and asked, "Ning Bao, what is your relationship with the prince? How did you meet him?"

"Last time Tang Cheng went to buy me fabric, he saved the prince's life. He knew Tang Cheng and was not familiar with me." Tang Qingning said, "I don't want to marry the prince either."

Father Tang winked at Mrs. Tang.

The two of them said with relief: "That's good, your father and I thought you liked the prince."

"Although the prince's status is noble, he is not my beloved."

Mrs. Tang gave her some food with a smile: "Ning Bao sees things clearly and doesn't make people worry."

"Dad, are you and grandma afraid that I won't be able to think about it?"

Tang's father coughed and said awkwardly: "The prince came to our house too many times. All the ministers talked about it, and even the emperor tested my tone."

In the early morning of the dynasty, Tang's father was called to the minister's study room alone by the emperor.

He didn't dare to bear that feeling anymore. The emperor's intention was very clear. If the two children were really interested, they could be brought together.

He said this on the surface, but Tang's father knew that the emperor suspected that the prince was colluding with him, so he beat him like this.

Those who are ministers should not be jealous of the emperor.

Otherwise, you won’t live long!

Tang Qingning understood and explained: "Father, go back and tell the emperor that I already have a sweetheart, the prince's savior. The prince came to the Tang family just to help his savior."

"it is good."

Just after agreeing, Father Tang said sadly: "Ning Bao, do you mean you like Tang Cheng?"

"He's pretty good." Whether she likes him or not is secondary. Suitability is the main reason why she chose Tang Cheng.

Tang's father sighed with emotion: "There are no girls who can be admitted to college."

"Okay, it was you who urged Ning Bao to get married last time, and now it's you who are reluctant to let him go. You really don't act like a gentleman!" Mrs. Tang said.

She looked at Tang Qingning again and said, "But now that Cheng'er's whereabouts are unknown, do you... still want to wait for him? He is indeed a good boy. If you leave you to her, I can rest assured a hundred years from now."

"He'll be back."

After eating, Tang Qingning went back to the room and opened the things the prince brought.

It's a letter, and a face.

The one at the bottom is a crystal clear jasper hairpin. The hairpin is so radiant that it looks like water is flowing in your hand.

"It's so beautiful." He Xiang sighed with emotion, "Young Master Cheng is indeed well-off, and he can actually afford to give the lady such an expensive gift!"

Tang Qingning put down the jewelry and opened the letter.

——Seeing words is like meeting.

Are you okay, miss?

This is the first time that a certain person is not with the young lady during the Chinese New Year. The young lady should take care of herself and don’t be greedy for coolness.

It's cold in winter, please keep warm.

Everything is fine here, but my parents at home have high hopes for me. They study hard and practice martial arts every day, which is even harder than before.

But during this period, I thought of Miss all the time.

Never dare to forget.

This is a New Year's gift from a certain girl. Miss, keep it well. If you don't like it, you can keep it at the bottom of the box. You once said that you can never have too much of a good thing. I will keep it in mind.

I will find more good things for the lady in the future.

Cheng, don’t think about it.

Tang Qingning took the letter into the candlelight, burned it, and waited until it turned into ashes, then said: "Put the jewelry in the treasure box. As for the hairpin, put it on the bedside."

The hairpin was much more valuable than the hairpin, she could tell.

It is very likely related to the Cui family, but it cannot be lost.

"Yes." He Xiang took the things and asked tentatively: "Miss, do you want to write a reply to Mr. Cheng? I will send it to you at the address above."

Tang Qingning hesitated for a moment, shook her head and said, "No need. If you have anything to say, it's better to wait until he comes back to say it, so as not to lose your breath."

She didn't know what the situation was like with Tang Cheng in the Cui family. If she could save him some trouble, it would be considered a merit of hers, right?

"Okay, slave, go put things away first."

Heaven Prison.

Mingyao and Tang Qingyu were locked up together. The two cells were right next to each other, and the window that could only accommodate one head was letting in the cold wind from outside.

It whizzed past, making Mingyao tremble.

She didn't have the image of a noble lady at this time, her hair was all messy, the wounds on her hands were covered with frostbite because they had not been treated, and her fingers were no longer slender, but became uncontrollably thick.

"Sister, are you cold?" Tang Qingyu asked.

He crawled out from the grass, shivering, and wanted to take off his outer clothes.

Mingyao's eyes were red and she looked at him coldly: "When can we get out of this ghost place? If we continue like this, we will die!"

No one came to save them!

At first Mingyao thought that Li Yan would risk his life to save her, but after three months, she knew that she was just thinking wrong!

"Sister Yao, don't worry, I won't let you die, I will find a way..."

Mingyao threw his hand away and reprimanded: "I'm tired of hearing these words. Tang Qingyu, how many pounds do you have? I know better than anyone else that you can't accomplish anything and you're hurting me!"

Tang Qingyu's heart was cut by a knife, and he also felt that he had harmed Mingyao.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Mingyao gouged out Tang Qingyu's eyes fiercely, tears streaming down her cheeks, and covering her cheeks with ugly fingers.

She thought she still had the same charm as before, so she cried to the cell leader: "Sir, can you find a doctor for me? Even if you don't find a doctor, can you give me some warm clothes?"