Chu Qian was extremely anxious, her steps were flustered and hurried, as if she had lost her balance. She ran to her husband quickly, pulling Xiao Ding's collar with both hands, her eyes full of anxiety and eagerness. Her voice became sharp because of excitement: "Brother Ding! You must have a way, right? Tell me quickly! Ning'er, I want to save my Ning'er!"

Xiao Ding's eyes were bloodshot, the traces left by countless sleepless nights. He hugged Chu Qian tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his body. His hand gently stroked her back, trying to calm her excited emotions in this way.

Suddenly, Li Changsheng stretched out his finger and gently touched Chu Qian's forehead. At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped flowing. Chu Qian's face showed a trace of fatigue, her eyelids gradually became heavy, and soon she fell into a deep sleep.

"Let your wife have a good rest!" Li Changsheng's voice was calm and gentle.

Xiao Ding looked at his master gratefully and nodded slightly to express his gratitude. Then, he picked up Chu Qian, and his movements were so gentle as if she was a fragile treasure. He led the others to leave this place together.

Nangong Luoyu flew away from the capital at a very fast speed, and soon she came to a secluded cave. The decoration inside the cave was very exquisite, with gorgeous silk hanging on the walls and soft carpets on the floor, as if it was a wedding room, romantic and beautiful.

Nangong Luoyu walked gently to the bedside, her footsteps were so light that they were almost inaudible. Then, she carefully sat on the bed, her movements gracefully and slowly, afraid to make any noise that would break the tranquility. Her hands gently touched her belly, as if she was caressing her child. Her eyes were full of tenderness and love, just like a mother's deep attachment to her child.

"Ning'er, we...we are finally together..."