Chapter 7: Traveling through the imperial concubine! 7
007 Time travel to the imperial concubine, giving birth in the snow! (7)
The old nun turned around and walked out of the Zen room. Leng Ning was busy sitting on the bed with the baby sitting up.
While thinking about the ins and outs of this matter, the corner of his eye glanced at the blue cloth package beside the pillow. Leng Ning took it over and unknotted it suspiciously. He saw that in addition to a set of women's clothing and several sets of children's clothes, there was also a package in the package.
A heavy bag filled with gold, silver and other items.
There were footsteps outside. Leng Ning hurriedly put away the package and put it back in its place, pretending to tidy up the baby's swaddling clothes. Only then did he realize that there was something else around the baby boy's neck. It was neither gold nor silver, but a tentacle.
Warm purple jade pendant.
Before she could take a closer look, there was a soft knock on the wooden door, and the old nun who had just left had a bowl of steaming rice porridge in his hand.
Leng Ning was already so hungry that her heart was pressed against her back. She took it in her hand with a polite word and ate it with a big mouthful. If this old nun had the intention to harm her, he would have done it yesterday, so she was not worried that there would be something else in the porridge.
What article.
Halfway through eating, the baby boy in my arms suddenly twisted and started crying.
The old nun hurriedly took the baby boy into his hands, shook it to comfort him, and kept sighing, "The little master is full of heaven, and has a noble face. I don't know how to give him a name?!"
Leng Ning lowered the hand holding the porridge and stared at the child who was sleeping peacefully again, "His name is Tianci!"
Leng Ning, who did not believe in the theory of reincarnation of gods and ghosts before, after experiencing life and death, only regarded this baby as the baby who went to hell with her in the previous life, and as a gift from God, so she gave him
He named him Tianci.
"God-given Xiangtong, what a good name!" The old nun took the porridge bowl from Leng Ning's hand and put the child back into her arms. "Madam is weak, please rest for a while. When the weather gets better, the old nun will send the child again."
Someone will take you down the mountain!"
Leng Ning thanked him with a grateful expression. After the old nun left, he opened the swaddling clothes on the child and wanted to take a closer look at the jade pendant. Suddenly, a ball of white rags fell out from between the swaddling clothes, and blood could be seen vaguely on it.
She unfolded the rag in confusion, and saw several words written in blood on it - Stay here for a few days, and someone will come to pick you up.
It was probably written with blood, and the handwriting was not coherent, but one could still see the elegance and elegance in the writing.
Holding the rag with blood written on it, Leng Ning frowned.