"Hehehe, throwing dirty water on people is something I'm good at." Thinking about the internal fighting among the adult princes of the Ten Crows escalating because of these things, his mood also went up several degrees. "They are fighting so hard, so we can relax."
How easy is it to guard the national border
The country's border is in tatters.
There is an ambitious neighbor next door, eyeing you covetously.
Shen Tang's makeshift team is not even comparable to Shi Wu's. How could they not be under great pressure
After resting enough, Shen Tang summoned the motorcycle again.
Catch up with the main force in one breath.
Plan the next step.
Jiang Sheng sat down steadily, and suddenly thought of something: "My lord, you have already become a brave warrior, why don't you turn your martial spirit into a horse?"
Although the motorcycle is indeed good-looking, and the snow-white mule without a single stray hair is as valuable as an ordinary war horse, the mule looks stupid and is far less majestic than a war horse. But my master has a special liking for this mule.
He asked this question out of pure curiosity.
Shen Tang was speechless, his mouth twitching slightly: "... Xiandeng is really talking about something else."
Does this mean she doesn't want a war horse
It was obvious that she had summoned a motorcycle with the Wudan Warrior's Huama Ling. She tried several different Wudan Huama Lings and got the same effect. The motorcycle blinked its black and moist eyes in confusion, as if asking why she had nothing to do and summoned it for fun? Was it the kind of mule that came and went at will? Shen Tang had completely given up on the war horse.
"… Let's say, if your master's martial energy could transform into a horse, would he still allow you to ride on the mule?"
Shen Tang didn't have the bad taste to watch the scholars riding mules. She always respected the personal preferences of her subordinates and scholars, and never forced them to do anything. Everything was voluntary. She didn't ride a horse because she really didn't have one!
“… Don’t you think this is an injustice? It is such an honor to ride with the master?” Jiang Sheng roughly understood why Shen Tang said that, and couldn’t help but hint at his mortal enemy, “Whether riding a mule or a horse, don’t we all end up at the same place? The style of the mount is only external. But by the way, has the master figured out why he can’t ‘transform his martial energy into a horse’? This situation is unheard of.”
Shen Tang shook his head.
How could she know this? After thinking about it, there was only one reason. She guessed, "Maybe it has something to do with my dual cultivation of literature and martial arts... Well, war horses are indeed majestic, but motorcycles are not bad either. Even if I haven't made any contributions over the years, I have worked hard..."
If you don't say a few nice words, Moto will quit.
After these words were spoken, Moto's mood indeed eased.
Jiang Sheng did not comment on this reason.
If Shen Tang hadn't confessed that he did have martial spirit, he wouldn't have believed it. The only one who could practice both civil and martial arts and still be alive and kicking, with a clear mind and a deep understanding of the art of playing the pig and eating the tiger, was the lord, so it was inevitable that he was special.
Because he was sure that the main force was not far ahead, Shen Tang did not whip his horse faster this time. Instead, he maintained a moderate speed to minimize bumps while running.
The Darkness dies with the passage of time.
A ray of faint dawn appeared at the end of the sky.
The army, which had been marching for a long time, gradually stopped and successfully met up with the escort team that had arrived earlier.
"Is it the enemy?"
A haggard female voice came from the gray carriage.
Someone answered: "No."
Hearing this, Wang Ji's heart, which had been hanging for the whole night, was slightly relieved. From the beginning of the night raid to now, her body was exhausted to the extreme, and her spirit was on the verge of collapse several times, but she didn't dare to sleep peacefully. She curled up in the dark carriage full of soft felt, curled up her body, endured the discomfort from all parts of her body, and paid close attention to the slightest movement outside the carriage...
The slightest movement would make her become a frightened bird. This was the longest and most tormenting night she had ever spent, far worse than the nights when she was bullied by servants in the inner courtyard of the boudoir and covered with thin quilts in the cold winter.
"Has your Highness gone to bed?"
After a long while, a familiar hoarse voice came from outside the carriage. Wang Ji, who was about to fall asleep due to sleepiness, suddenly woke up and said hurriedly, "General Bai, you are not asleep yet."
Bai Su: "Your Highness was frightened by the chaos last night. I will find the military doctor and ask him to take a look at you."
Wang Ji perked up after hearing that.
"Sure. Come in."
After getting permission, she lifted the heavy windproof curtain, and the doctor with the medicine box on his back bent over and followed her in. Bai Su gathered a ball of martial energy in her palm - the color of her martial energy was just like her surname, snow-white and hazy, suitable for lighting.
Bai Su specifically explained to Wang Ji: "It is not appropriate to light the lamp at this moment. I am afraid that the lamp oil will smoke Your Highness. Please forgive me."
Wang Ji's face was so pale that there was almost no blood in it.
His face showed visible fatigue and exhaustion.
"General Bai is indeed thoughtful. I'm fine." She forced herself to look at the doctor waiting beside her, stretched out her slender wrist, and said softly, "Thank you, doctor."
This doctor is also Dr. Dong’s apprentice.
However, he was best at treating external injuries rather than women's diseases, and he only had a superficial understanding of the latter. However, the conditions were simple at the moment, so he had to bite the bullet. He felt a clear and smooth pulse after taking her pulse, and was subconsciously surprised. His eyes fell on Wang Ji's lower abdomen. Although the light was weak, he could still see the clear rise and fall. He looked at Bai Su again, and the latter did not have any strange expression.
Wang Ji is best at observing people's words and expressions.
He knew the problem immediately and said, "Doctor, just tell me the truth. This is not a secret. I just want to ask, can I keep the baby in my belly? If I can, then keep it. If not, please prescribe a medicine to induce abortion..."
A short pain is worse than a long one.
Wang Ji didn't care much about the life or death of her unborn baby.
What is the situation at the moment? She can hardly save herself, how can she care about the burden in her belly
The doctor pondered for a while and said, "It should be possible to save the baby. Although you were frightened by the turbulence, Your Highness is in good health and the pregnancy was very stable before. I just need to prescribe some common pregnancy-preserving drugs, and then you can relax and rest assured for ten days or half a month."
This result surprised Wang Ji.
She thought several times that she was going to lose the baby.
Unexpectedly, he/she was not affected much by the bumpy ride that night. For a moment, Wang Ji didn't know what to say, and her mood was mixed. If the doctor said that the child was not in good condition, she could abort it and put an end to it...
But now—
She seemed to be able to imagine the child trying hard to survive, and her cold heart couldn't help but soften.
"Does your highness want protection?"
Bai Su seemed to see Wang Ji's dilemma.
Wang Ji opened her mouth and heard herself whispering, "Then save it. It's life after all..."
The doctor took the order and went down to prescribe medicine.
Before setting out, the army brought not food and baggage, but various medicinal herbs to prevent any accidents. Shiwu was a strange place for them, and they didn't know whether they would have any problems with the local climate. If they were short of food, they could find a way to make up for it, but if they were short of medicinal herbs, there was no way.
As soon as I got off the carriage, I heard someone calling softly.
"The lord is back!"
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