"Hehe, I'm familiar with the job of throwing dirty water." When I thought that the ten-miao adult princes would escalate due to these things, and their mood was up for several degrees. "They fought so hard that we were relieved."

Where is the best place to guard the national gate?

The country's gates are in pieces.

The ambitious neighbor next door is eyeing her.

Chen Tang’s grass-roots team is not enough to look at it in front of Shiwu. How can he not be under a lot of pressure?

After enough rest, Chen Tang summoned the motorcycle again.

Chasing the large army in one breath.

How to plan for the next path.

Jiang Sheng sat down steadily and suddenly remembered something: "The lord has already achieved his courage, why not turn into a horse with a martial spirit?"

Although the motorcycle is indeed good-looking, and the mule, which is snow-white and has no trace of hair, is of no less valuable than an ordinary war horse, the mule has a stupid look and is far less powerful than a war horse. But his lord has a special liking for this mule.

He asked this question purely because he was curious.

Chen Tang was speechless, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "...I really don't open the pot of the pot."

Is this her not going to fight a horse?

It was clearly the last motorbike that she used the brave warrior's bravery to summon the horse Yanling. She tried several different bravery to transform the horse Yanling and all had the same effect. The motorcycle blinked her black and wet eyes in confusion, as if she was asking why she was idle and had nothing to do, and summoned it to play? Is it the kind of mule that comes and goes when it is summoned? Chen Tang completely gave up on the war horse.

"...Let's just say, if your lord's martial arts can turn into a horse, can you still feel wronged about riding a mule with you?"

Chen Tang didn't have to look at the bad taste of the scholars who were literati riding mules. She always respected her personal habits of scholars. She did not do the hard things that were difficult for others. Everything was voluntary. She didn't ride a horse because she really didn't have a horse!

"... Sheng doesn't think this is wronged. What kind of honor is it to be with the Lord's public?" Jiang Sheng roughly understood why Chen Tang said that, and couldn't help but be a mortal enemy. "Don't they arrive at the same place in the end? The style of the mount is just external. But then again, the lord has figured out why it is impossible to 'master turn into a horse'? This situation is unheard of."

Chen Tang shook his head.

How could she know this? After thinking about it, there was only one reason. She guessed: "Maybe it has to do with my dual cultivation of civil and military affairs... Alas, although the war horses are powerful, the motorcycle is not bad. There are hard work in the past few years..."

If you don’t say a few good things, the motorcycle will give up.

As soon as this was said, the motorcycle's mood really eased.

Jiang Sheng did not agree with this reason.

If Chen Tang hadn't taken the initiative to explain, he was indeed very brave, he actually didn't believe it. He could still be lively and lively with both civil and military cultivation, with clear thinking and well-versed in the way of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. There are only the lord, and it is inevitable that he is special.

Because it was confirmed that the large army was not far ahead, Chen Tang did not whip the "mule" this time, maintaining a speed that was neither fast nor slow, and minimizing the bumps during running.

The darkest vanishes with time.

A ray of light of light appeared at the end of the horizon.

The army that had been moving for a long time gradually stopped and successfully met with the escort team that had arrived earlier.

"Is it an enemy?"

The haggard female voice came from the gray carriage.

Someone replied: "No."

Hearing this, Wang Ji's heart was slightly lowered after hanging for a night. From the beginning of the night attack to now, she was extremely tired and her spirit was on the verge of collapse several times, but she just didn't dare to sleep with peace of mind. She curled up in a dark carriage full of soft felt, curled up in her body, enduring the discomfort coming from all over the body, and carefully paying attention to the movements outside the carriage...

A little abnormal movement will turn her into a frightened bird. In my memory, this is the longest tormenting night she has spent, far better than the nights when she was bullied by a spoiled slave in the inner courtyard of the boudoir and covered with thin bedding in the cold winter.

"Your Highness is going to bed?"

After a long time, a slightly familiar hoarse voice came from outside the carriage. Wang Ji, who couldn't help but feel sleepy and was about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up and said, "General Bai, you haven't fallen asleep yet."

Bai Su: "Last night was in chaos, and Your Highness was frightened. The general came to accompany the military doctor and asked him to show you."

Wang Ji forced herself to cheer up when she heard this.

"Yes, come in."

After obtaining permission, she lifted the thick windproof curtain and the doctor carrying the medicine box bent down with her. Bai Su's palm gathered a ball of martial arts - her martial arts color was the same as her surname, snow-white and hazy, suitable for lighting.

Bai Su specially explained to Wang Ji: "It is not advisable to use lamps at the moment, for fear that the lamp oil will smoke His Highness, please forgive me."

Wang Ji's face was so pale that it was almost bloodless.

The face was haggard and sleepy that could be seen by the naked eye.

"It's still General Bai's thoughtful thoughts, I'm fine." She forced herself to look at the doctor waiting on the side, stretched out her slender wrist, and said softly, "I'm sorry for the doctor."

This doctor is also Dr. Dong's apprentice.

However, he is best at trauma treatment rather than a woman's disease. The latter only understands the surface, but now the conditions are simple, so he can only bite his teeth and take the pulse. After taking the pulse, he will find a clear and smooth pulse. He is subconsciously shocked and his eyes are on Wang Ji's lower abdomen. Although the light is weak, he can also see clear ups and downs. He looks at Bai Su again, and the latter has no strange look.

Wang Ji is best at observing words and expressions.

You can see the crux of the problem at a glance and said, "It's no secret that the doctor can tell the truth. I just ask one question, this child in my womb may be kept? If you can, just protect it. If you can't, please give the doctor a dose of the pregnancy..."

Short pain is worse than long pain.

Wang Ji took the life and death of the child in her belly indifferently.

What is the current situation? She is still unable to protect herself, so how can she care about the burden in her stomach?

The doctor pondered for a while and said, "The protection should be able to be protected. Although he was frightened by the bumps, his highness was healthy and he had a stable pregnancy before. He just needed to prescribe some ordinary pregnancy-preserving medicines, and then relax and take care of it for ten or half a month."

This result shocked Wang Ji.

She thought the child was about to die several times.

Unexpectedly, he/she was not affected much during the bumpy night. For a moment, Wang Ji didn't know what to say, and her mood was even more mixed. If the doctor said that the child was in a bad condition, she could take it away, and it would be over...

But now—

Her mind seemed to be in her mind that the child was trying to survive, and her cold and hard heart couldn't help but feel soft.

"Does Your Highness want to protect?"

Bai Su seemed to see Wang Ji's entanglement.

Wang Ji opened her mouth and heard her whispering: "Then let's protect it, it's fate..."

The doctor took the order and prescribed the medicine.

Before leaving, the army brought the most food and supplies, but various herbs to prevent accidents. Shiwu was an unfamiliar area for them, and I don’t know if they would be unacceptable to the local environment. If they lack food, they could find ways to make up for it, but if they lack medicinal materials, they would be helpless.

As soon as I got off the carriage, I heard someone whispering.

"The lord is back!"

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I feel irritable, shiitake mushrooms are not tolerant, and the effect of drinking pure milk is comparable to taking laxatives. I will have diarrhea not long after drinking it, so try to avoid drinking pure milk.

I was forced to drink a bottle a day...

I explained that I would blame me for losing my temper if I didn’t drink it???

Let’s just say, in order to supplement the protein and calcium, can’t you eat more tofu and drink fish soup???
Chapter completed!