Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

Lu Qingqing's due date is getting closer and closer.

At this time, the war in the border town was also heating up, and coach Chu Haochen's health was getting worse day by day.

In the end, under the persuasion of Mo Er and Lu Anping, they had no choice but to return to Beijing early to see if the miracle doctor was still in the capital. Otherwise, at least there would still be doctors from the Imperial Hospital, who would be much better than those in this city.

"Guard Mo should let me follow you on the road to take care of the prince, right?" Qingli asked with a worried look on his face.

Mo Er glanced at her coldly, pursed his thin lips and frowned slightly. Uncle Qian on the side was also very embarrassed. This prince really needs someone to take care of him along the way, otherwise...

But right now, apart from a few guards, there is only one woman, Qingli, and Mo Er cannot leave the border town this time.

Uncle Qian was worried about his master's health, so he could only tentatively persuade Guard Mo to let Miss Qingli go back to the capital. As for the princess, of course there would be a princess there when they arrived in the capital, and Miss Qingli couldn't cause any big trouble, and she didn't find anything during this period. What's strange.

"Mo Si, you and Mo Yi will take the master back to Beijing this time. Mo Yi will be there tonight. As for Miss Qingli, please take care of the master on the way."

Although Mo Er was reluctant to have Qingli around, he had no choice at this time. Fortunately, Mo Si was here, so nothing would happen.

Mo Si glanced at Qingli with understanding, then turned to look at Mo Er and nodded lightly. Tomorrow the boss will come, and even if Qingli is extremely capable, it will be difficult for him to succeed.

Mo Er asked Qing Li to go back and get ready. She looked very calm, but the brisk steps when she turned around and left the yard made the light in Mo Er's eyes turn cold.

"Mo Si must make it clear to the boss that I always feel there is something wrong with this Qingli. She cannot be left alone with the master."

Mo Si looked at the figure disappearing outside the courtyard gate, frowning and nodded.

"This woman is not even as good as a finger of the mistress, yet she dares to think about her mistress. She is just trying to repay a favor..."

Uncle Qian shook his head helplessly and said in a deep voice that he was going to prepare some things and take them with him on the road for emergencies.

Mo Er looked at his master on the bed in the inner room with a worried look on his face, and then told Mo Si to take good care of his master. He had to go back to the military camp. In his situation, he had always played the role of the master in the military camp.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Er came to his master's side and helped him tuck in the quilt. He sighed and then a firm look appeared on his face, and he turned and walked out of the room.

At this time, the military camp was cheering for another victory. With the cooperation of Lu Er and Ling Xi, this time the victory was brilliant, and Cangnan was able to steal the chicken but lose the rice.

Xiyan Feixue personally led the army this time, leaving Lu Anping in disgrace, but was finally saved by her face.

"General Lu, we fought so beautifully this time. Unfortunately for you, the Cangnan people were beaten to a pulp, haha... It was so damn enjoyable."

Several lieutenants on the side raised their heads and laughed.

Just as Lu Anping was about to speak, he saw Mo Er walking into the tent wearing a mask. Several lieutenants were Chu Haochen's confidants. They also knew that their coach was injured and were worried about his health.

Several people came forward to ask Mo Er. They were the only ones in the military camp who knew about Mo Er pretending to be the coach.

Firstly, he was afraid that there would be enemy spies in the military camp, and secondly, he was afraid that the news would leak out.

Chu Haochen, the God of War of the Yuan Dynasty, was the soul of the defenders in the border town, and the one who was feared by the people in Cangnan.

The festival lieutenant asked Mo Er a few questions and then turned around and left the tent. Lu Anping and Mo Er were left behind in the tent. At this time, Lu Anping began to ask: "When does King Chen plan to return to the capital?"

Mo Er responded in a deep voice that the master would leave to return to Beijing tomorrow, and the master's health could not be delayed any longer...

Lu Anping was also hesitating whether to send a letter to his sister and inform her of Chu Haochen's situation.

At this time in the general's mansion, Chu Haochen woke up not long after Mo Er left. Mo Si had been staying by his master's side. Seeing that his master was awake, his face also showed joy.

"Master, are you awake?"

Chu Haochen reached out and touched his forehead. Mo Si quickly stepped forward and helped his master sit up.

"Mo Si, bring me a glass of water."

Chu Haochen's lips were so dry that they cracked, and a hoarse voice came from his throat.

Mo Si nodded lightly and saw that his master was sitting firmly, then turned around and walked towards the table. He stretched out his hand to check the temperature in the teapot. The tea was still warm, so he poured a cup of tea with confidence and returned to the bed.

"Master, here comes the water."

Chu Haochen took the tea and drank it. After drinking a cup of tea, his chapped lips were relieved a lot, and his throat felt much better.

He began to ask if Mo Yi had arrived and how was the situation in the military camp?

Mo Si took the tea cup from his master and responded in a low voice: "Master Mo arrived in the evening. As for the military camp, he defeated Cangnan again today. Moreover, according to the news from Lingxi, he has convinced most of the Cangnan officials. And we have reached an agreement with the imperial concubine.”

When Chu Haochen heard Mo Si's words, he nodded slightly, opened his eyebrows, and gave Mo Si a few words. He had lost his energy. Mo Si worriedly persuaded the master to lie down and have a good rest. These are With Mo Er and General Lu here, nothing will go wrong.

Chu Haochen had no choice at this time. His body really couldn't hold on for long, so he could only lie down again.

"Alas..." Mo Si heard his master sigh.

After a while, the master fell into a coma again. He already hated the thief who poisoned the master. A proud man like the master was tortured to the point where he could not even stay awake...

Mo Si stood by the bed with his fists clenched, and the knuckles of his fingers began to turn white.

At this moment, Qingli knocked on the door, "Guard Mo, are you there? I'm here to deliver dinner to the prince."

Mo Si turned around and walked towards the door of the outer room, expressionlessly reaching out to open the door. Qingli's raised hand just stood there awkwardly.

She motioned to lift the food box and showed it to Mo Si. Mo Si's eyebrows tightened and he said in a deep voice that the master had just fallen asleep, so it was better to put it back on the stove to warm until the master wakes up.

"But...the prince's body..." Qingli looked around the room and said with an embarrassed look on her face. She suddenly stopped talking and glanced at Mo Si's face in front of her. Embarrassed, Fu Fu turned around and walked out of the hospital.

Mo Si looked at her coldly and didn't close the door until she left the yard.

The matter on Chu Haochen's side has not yet been resolved, and something happened with Lu Qingqing far away in Qizhou. He didn't know that the woman he loved was struggling on the edge of life and death at this time.

At this moment, Zhuangzi was in chaos, but it was Yu Heng's appearance that calmed everyone down...

"Why are you panicking?"