After the separation, the space of Lingquan was filled up, and he was so angry that he went crazy

Jun Wanling turned around three times step by step, and finally burst into tears, crying so hard that her heart broke.

All Jiang Wuyan could do was hold her in his arms and support her, but he couldn't cry or collapse, because one of the two had to hold on.

Arriving in front of the carriage, Jiang Wuyan said warmly: "You can't stand the wind yet, so get on the carriage first! Let's go home. Maybe we can pick up Leping in a few days."

Standing in front of the carriage, Jun Wanling was unwilling to get on. He just shook his head and said, "No, I won't get on the carriage. I want to go and pray for Leping's safety."

Jiang Wuyang really had nothing to do with her, and Jingzhi was already crying so hard.

"Princess, you are still in confinement, why do you bother yourself like this? What if you hurt your body?"

Jun Wanling just insisted on going her own way, and asking her to get on the carriage and return to the princess's house for a good confinement would undoubtedly cost her her life.

I'm afraid that she will cry all day long and live in torture and suffering every moment. Compared with the damage to her body, it will kill her even more.

At least let her do something and she will feel better.

She did her best to do her best and left everything else to fate. At this moment, she prayed extremely devoutly that there were gods and Buddhas in the world who could bless her and keep her daughter safe.

Jiang Wuyan seemed to understand her feelings, so he hugged her tightly and left with her.

"Princess, I beg you, please don't torture yourself anymore. How sad it will be for the Queen Mother to know!"

Jing Zhi knelt in front of Jun Wan Ling and hugged her legs to prevent her from leaving.

After the sun went down, it gradually became dark, the wind was biting, and the streets fell into darkness, unlike in the past when they were decorated with lights.

Jun Wanling lowered his head, looked condescendingly at the person kneeling in front of him, and said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

"No, princess, I can't watch you hurt yourself. You want me to leave, unless you step over my body!"

Jun Wanling took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, smiled coldly, and said: "Jingzhi, you have been serving me since you were a child. If you don't understand me now, then you don't have to stay with me in the future. ”

As if struck by lightning, Jing Zhi stared blankly at Jun Wanling, her cold eyes, her tense face, and finally slowly let go of the hand holding her.

Jun Wanling raised his eyes and looked forward and said, "I'm going to the Tianfu Temple on Beijing North Street to pray for Leping's safety."

Jiang Wuyang said nothing, only took off his coat, put it on Jun Wanling, and then said:

"I will go with you whatever you want to do, but you have to promise me that no matter whether Leping gets better or not in the end, you can't let it go. No matter what happens, you can't give up on yourself."

Jun Wanling lowered his head in silence. After a long time, he looked at Jiang Wuyan and said, "Thank you."

Jun Wanling's mood is complicated now. In the past, her heart and eyes were all about Leng Xiaohan, but since she became pregnant with her daughter, she has been in a hurry and frightened. Her mind and eyes are all about her children, and she has no time to think about anything else.

And when she needed him most, Jiang Wuyan was always by her side.

He is gentle, attentive and considerate. Whether it is for his daughter or anything else, his contribution cannot be ignored.

He understands her, respects her, and gives her all the safety and comfort.

She didn't know whether she was more moved now, or whether she had already been sincerely moved by Jiang Wuchang.

But at least there is an eternal bond between them, and that is their common daughter. Perhaps if they continue to live like this, over time they will become each other's relatives and the other half that cannot be missing in life.

As for whether we have each other in our hearts, it doesn't matter anymore. When people live together for a long time, feelings will always grow. Whether it's because of love or something else, getting used to each other's presence may also be a kind of love.

Everyone has regrets in life.

Love is not available, the heartbeat of youth is irreplaceable no matter what, but people cannot live in the past forever, they must look forward.

Jiang Wuchang was extremely aware of this.

Since it is impossible, then don't have any illusions. Since you have chosen to get married and have children, then those who are responsible must take responsibility, and the love and care that should be given cannot be less.

This is the best outcome for everyone. Don't disturb other people's lives, torture yourself, and harm innocent people.

"Princess, if you insist on going to Tianfu Temple, then take a carriage." Jing Zhi wiped away his tears. After all, he was still thinking about Jun Wanling wholeheartedly.

Jun Wanling shook his head and said: "No, I want to walk. I want to sincerely ask the gods and Buddhas to keep my child safe. If Leping can be safe this time, I will kneel in front of Tianfu Temple for a long time to fulfill my wish. gratitude!"

Jingzhi let out a long sigh, but could only keep choking.

At this time, Jun Wanling is forced to go back, and his body is protected, but his mood will be affected, and a bad mood will be more detrimental to his heart.

It would be better to follow her wishes and do whatever she can, which would make her feel much better.

In this way, Jiang Wuchang and Jing, one on the left and the other on the right, supported Jun Wanling, and walked step by step towards the Tianfu Temple in the capital.

Tianfu Temple is located on the North Street of Beijing. It is a small temple. People usually go there on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month to offer incense, seek marriage, and have children.

The capital used to hold temple fairs here, too.

In the past, the long streets of the capital were brightly lit and bustling with people when it got dark, but now the lights were dim and there was no one around. The three of them walked slowly on the road, with the carriage following far behind.

Jun Wanling's body had not yet recovered. Not long after walking, she was covered in sweat and her lower abdomen was already aching.

Jiang Wuyang had been observing her situation carefully, and when he saw that her expression was wrong, he immediately said: "You can't leave anymore."

Jun Wanling still wants to show off his strength.

However, Jiang Wuyan said firmly: "I agree to all your requests only if your physical condition allows it. If you fall down and Leping comes back one day, will you still be able to grow up with her?"

Jun Wanling pursed her lips tightly, and her legs were already weak and trembling.

"Be obedient, okay? You take the carriage the rest of the way and I'll walk for you. I'm Leping's father, so I should do my part."

Jun Wanling finally nodded.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Jiang Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief, and Jingzhi even cried excitedly.

I continued walking the rest of the way, but something happened halfway.

They encountered a man and a woman who were arguing. The woman was holding a child in her arms.

The man said: "Please wake up, the child is dead."

The woman shouted frantically: "No, he won't die. I'm going to Yong'an Hou's Mansion, and Mrs. Yong'an Hou will definitely save him!"

The man lost his patience and snatched the child from her hand.

"Don't be crazy anymore. The Queen Mother has died from the plague, so what's the use of going to the Marquis' Mansion!"