Why do you just want to eat something sweet?

Seeing Feng Yong's face changed drastically and he looked extremely worried, Guan Ji quickly said, "Alang, I won't drink anymore."

Feng Yong saw the cautious look on Guan Ji's face and the worry on Amei's side, and then he realized, "I'm fine, I'm just worried about you, Xijun."

After a pause, "Xijun wants to drink something sweet, then I'll make you some brown sugar and egg soup."

Amei said quickly, "Master, it's better for your servant to go."

"No, you don't know how to endure it. I'd better go there myself. You can guard Xijun here and take care of him carefully."

Feng Yong waved his hand and walked out. Unexpectedly, when he reached the door, he kicked it on the threshold and staggered immediately.

"I have nothing to do. I have nothing to do. Please sit still, Mr. Xi."

Before Feng Yongren could stand still, he quickly said to Guan Ji.

Guan Ji's pregnancy disrupted Feng Yong's plan.

Logically speaking, if my mother-in-law is pregnant, I should stay with her.

But this time he led the army to Longxi because of the Qiang and Hu movements.

This made Feng Yong hesitate a little, and wanted to cancel his plan to go to Shouyang and stay in Xiangwu to wait for the opportunity, which would also allow Guan Ji to raise her baby with peace of mind.

Guan Ji, on the other hand, urged Feng Yong to put national affairs first, and even performed a sword dance in the morning, proving that she was not that delicate at all.

Feng Yonghun was so frightened that he almost lost his soul.

Guan Ji took the initiative to return to Hanzhong to recuperate, but Feng Yong directly rejected it.

He just didn't know much about maternity care, and later generations also heard some knowledge about this aspect.

Although Nanxiang has been summarizing the care and delivery experience of pregnant women, how can Feng Yong trust Guan Ji to be taken care of by others?

And at this time, the cold winter has begun, so it is not suitable to travel long distances.

After Amei, a professional, confirmed that Guan Ji, who was less than two months pregnant, could still move normally, Feng Yong decided to take her to Shouyang.

At the same time, someone was notified to Nanxiang, and the female medical worker with the most experience in caring for pregnant women was immediately sent over. Medicines and other items must also be prepared.

Counting the days, by the time Guan Ji is pregnant, it will be at least next spring.

When it is really inconvenient to move, let her return to Pingxiang or Jicheng in advance, or even stay in Shouyang directly to give birth.

As for Hanzhong, Feng Yong didn't consider it.

The journey is too long.

More importantly, the medical workers on my hands are the best medical workers of this era, and the delivery of babies is also the most scientific.

As long as Nanxiang's personnel and materials are mobilized, that's where the best hospital will be.

The only thing to worry about is that the supplies in Shouyang are relatively scarce and the conditions may not be as good as those in Hanzhong.

But for Feng Junhou, is this considered a problem?

Pay attention to keep warm in winter, so Feng Yong asked people to notify Pingxiang and asked the engineering battalion to send manpower to rush to Shouyang.

Although the news of Guan Ji's pregnancy was not widely publicized, everyone in the Feng family had to be notified so as not to disturb Guan Ji by not paying attention.

But when the news spread that Mrs. Junhou was pregnant, not to mention the troops, even the army showed an uncontrollable enthusiasm and excitement.

Jufu didn't even bother to avoid suspicion and came to greet him personally.

Feng Yong was a little surprised.

"Only when Alang has an heir can people like them truly feel at ease!"

Guan Ji stood behind Feng Yong, with a motherly glow on her face. She watched Jufu leave briskly and explained softly.

"What's the meaning?"

Feng Yong still doesn't understand.

"Now A Lang is considered a figure in the Han Dynasty. They were all promoted by A Lang himself, and they can be regarded as A Lang's disciples."

"The higher Alang's position, the more successful they will be." Guan Ji said, looking at Feng Yong, "Alang has a son, which means that someone has finally inherited the Feng family's property."

"Now, who among Alang's disciples does not rely on Xinghanhui's property for a living? The child in my belly is the reassurance of Xinghanhui!"

Guan Ji leaned into Feng Yong's ear and said slightly proudly.

Although there was no way to fully feel the ancient people's great importance to their heirs, Feng Yong still smiled and said, "In this case, Xijun is a great hero."

Guan Ji rested her chin lightly on Feng Yong's shoulder and said softly, "Alang has a wife. Not only will I feel at ease, but so will my family, and everyone will feel at ease."

Feng Yong was slightly shocked.

Although everyone has been eating meat and drinking soup in the past few years, the changes in the big man have been changing with each passing day, which makes people feel unreal.

After all, according to previous historical governance experience, Shu would have to rest and recuperate for at least ten, or even decades, before it could reach its current level.

Not to mention that the land of Shu is prosperous and everyone's life is prosperous. They can mobilize the whole country to fight the battle of Longyou, and at the same time, their living standards have not dropped significantly.

It even gets better within a predictable period of time.

This gave everyone a sense of unreality.

A sense of futility when running fast without holding on to anything solid.

But no one is willing to give up the thrill of rapid progress, not even Zhuge Lao Yao.

The biggest changing factor in this is yourself.

As the leader of the Xinghan Association, even if no one tells me this, I can still feel some anxiety and impatience among the brothers in the association.

Obviously, the news that Guan Ji is pregnant will calm this anxiety and impatience to a great extent.

Feng Yong thought of this, turned around, gently hugged Guan Ji, and said firmly in her ear, "Don't worry, I won't leave Xijun."

"Yes, I know." Guan Ji leaned in Feng Yong's arms and whispered, "What I have always been worried about is that if Alang has no heir, I will be ashamed of the ancestors of the Feng family and my uncle."

"Now, I don't have anything to worry about anymore."

"But I'm worried about you, Xijun! I plan to leave for Shouyang immediately tomorrow."

"In such a hurry?"

"If you delay for a day, it will get colder and colder, which will be detrimental to Xijun's journey. It's better to go early."

"What about Gongsun Zheng?"
Chapter completed!