Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 429 Chapter 429: Strive to complete KPI (9) [seeking monthly ticket]

"Hey hey, I'm familiar with the job of splashing dirty water." Thinking of how a dozen or so adult princes would escalate their internal fighting over these things, even my mood went up several degrees. Let's relax too."

  Where is it easy to guard the gate of the country?

  The gate of the country is in tatters.

   Ambitious neighbors are watching next door.

  Shen Tang's grass-roots team is not enough to be seen in front of Shiwu. How can the pressure not be great?

   Enough rest, Shen Tang summoned the motorcycle again.

  Catch up with the big troops in one breath.

   Planning how to go next.

  Jiang Sheng sat down firmly, and suddenly remembered something: "My lord has become a brave man, why don't you turn your horse into a horse?"

  Although the appearance of the motorcycle is indeed high, and the value of a mule covered in snow and without a trace of lint is not lower than that of an ordinary war horse, but the mule has a stupid face, and it is far less powerful than a war horse. It just so happens that my lord has a soft spot for this mule.

  He asked this question purely out of curiosity.

  Shen Tang was speechless, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "... Xiandeng is really a pot that can't be opened."

   Is this because she doesn't want a war horse?

   It is clear that she used the Ma Yanling of the Wudan warrior to summon the motorcycle in the end. After trying several different Wudan warriors, Ma Yanling still had the same effect. Moto still blinked his **** and wet eyes in confusion, as if asking why he had nothing to do and summoned him to play? Is it the kind of mule that comes and goes when it is called? Shen Tang completely gave up on the war horse.

   "...Let's just say, if your lord's martial spirit can transform into a horse, can you still be wronged to share a mule with you?"

  Shen Tang doesn't have the bad taste of having to watch Wenxin scholars ride mules. She always respects the personal preferences of bureaucrats and scholars, and doesn't do things that are difficult for others. Everything is voluntary. Didn't ride a horse, that's because she really didn't have a horse!

"...Doesn't Sheng feel that this is a grievance? What an honor it is to be able to ride with the Lord?" Jiang Sheng roughly understood why Shen Tang said this, and couldn't help connoting his deadly enemy. Where? The style of the mount is only external. But speaking of it, has my lord figured out why it is impossible to 'turn the horse into martial energy'? This kind of situation is unheard of."

  Shen Tang shook his head.

  How could she know this? After thinking about it, there was only one reason, and she guessed: "Maybe it has something to do with my dual cultivation of civil and military skills... Alas, the horse is certainly majestic, but the motorcycle is not bad either. Over the years, there has been no merit but hard work..."

   If you don’t say a few good words, Moto will be the one to lose.

  As soon as this remark came out, Moto's mood eased.

  Jiang Sheng was noncommittal about this reason.

  If Shen Tang didn't take the initiative to confess, he did have martial energy, but he wouldn't believe it. Both civil and martial arts can still be alive and kicking, with a clear mind and a deep understanding of how to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and there is only one person, the protagonist, and it is inevitable that he is special.

  Because he was sure that the large army was not far ahead, Shen Tang did not speed up the "mule" this time, maintaining a moderate speed and minimizing the bumps when running.

   The darkest perishes with time.

  A faint ray of dawn appeared at the end of the sky.

  The army that had been traveling for a long time gradually stopped, and successfully joined the **** team that arrived earlier.

   "Is it the enemy army?"

  A haggard female voice came from the dusty carriage.

   Someone replied: "No."

  Hearing this, Wang Ji's heart, which had been hanging all night, relaxed a little. From the beginning of the night raid to now, her body has been exhausted to the extreme, and her spirit has also been on the verge of collapse several times, but she just dare not sleep peacefully. Curled up in the dark car full of soft felt, curled up, enduring the discomfort from all over the body, carefully paying attention to the wind and grass outside the car...

   A little movement will turn her into a frightened bird. As long as she can remember, this is the longest night of suffering she has spent, far better than those nights when she was bullied by slaves in the inner courtyard of her boudoir and covered with light quilts in the cold winter months.

   "Is Your Highness going to bed?"

   After another long while, a slightly familiar hoarse voice came from outside the carriage. Wang Ji, who couldn't resist the drowsiness and was about to fall asleep, woke up suddenly, and hurriedly said: "General Bai, I haven't fallen asleep yet."

  Bai Su: "Last night was chaotic, Your Highness was frightened. The last general called the army doctor and asked him to show you."

  Wang Ji cheered up after hearing the words.

   "Okay, come in."

   After getting permission, she opened the heavy windproof curtain, and the doctor carrying the medicine box bent down to enter with her. A ball of martial energy gathered in Bai Su's palm—her martial energy was the same color as her surname, snow-white and hazy, suitable for lighting.

  Bai Su specifically explained to Wang Ji: "It is not suitable to hold a lamp at the moment, for fear that the lamp oil will fume His Highness, please forgive me."

  Wang Ji's face was so pale that there was almost no bloodshot.

  The face is haggard and sleepy visible to the naked eye.

   "General Bai is still considerate, I'm fine." She pulled herself together, looked at the doctor waiting aside, stretched out her slender wrist, and said softly, "Please trouble the doctor."

   This doctor is also an apprentice of old doctor Dong.

  However, what he is best at is trauma treatment rather than women's diseases. The latter is only superficial, but the conditions are rough at the moment, so he can only bite the bullet. As soon as he felt the pulse, he felt a clear Hua pulse, subconsciously startled, and his eyes fell on Wang Ji's lower abdomen. Although the light is weak, the undulations can be seen clearly. He looked at Bai Su again, who didn't show any strange expression.

  Wang Ji is best at observing words and expressions.

You can see the crux of the matter at a glance, and said: "The doctor can tell the truth, it's not a secret. I just ask, can the baby in my womb be saved? If it can be saved, then I can save it. If not, please ask the doctor to prescribe a dose of miscarriage. of…"

  Long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain.

  Wang Ji is indifferent to the life and death of the child in her womb.

  What is the current situation, she is still in danger, how can she care about the oily bottle in her stomach?

The doctor pondered for a while, and said: "Bao should be able to keep it. Although he was shaken and frightened, His Highness is in good health, and the pregnancy was stable before. You just need to prescribe some common miscarriage medicine, and then relax and raise your baby with peace of mind." Ten days and a half months will do."

   This result surprised Wang Ji.

   Several times she thought the child was going to be lost.

   Unexpectedly, he/she was not affected much by the turbulence of the night. For a moment, Wang Ji didn't know what to say, and her mood was even more mixed. If the doctor says that the child is not in good condition, she can drop it, and it will be settled...

   Available now—

   She seemed to be able to imagine the child struggling to survive in her mind, and her cold heart couldn't help but soften.

   "Does Your Highness want protection?"

   Bai Su seemed to see Wang Ji's struggle.

  Wang Ji opened her mouth, and vaguely heard herself say something softly: "Then save it, it's life..."

  The doctor led the order to prescribe medicine.

  Before departure, what the army brought most was not food and luggage, but various medicinal herbs, just in case of accidents. Shiwu is an unfamiliar area for them, and they don't know if it will be acclimatized. If there is a shortage of food, we can find a way to make up for it, but if there is a shortage of medicinal materials, there is nothing to do.

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

   "The lord is back!"

  _(:3」∠)_

   Irritability, mushroom lactose intolerance, the effect of drinking pure milk is comparable to taking laxatives. It doesn't take long to drink it, and you will have diarrhea, so try to avoid drinking pure milk.

   I have to be forced to drink a bottle a day...

   Explained and said that if you don’t drink, you still blame me for losing your temper? ? ?

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

   PS: Today, Yun Ni's new book "Madam Forced to Find a Marquis" has started to be uploaded and serialized. Those who like ancient sayings should not miss it.

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