Xiao Yi said helplessly, "I've never had a bath since I was born. My body and face are covered in filth. I'm healthy and have no illnesses. It's good enough that I'm alive. Luckily, I've been covered tightly with my blanket for the past three days, and these broken boards have kept the wind out."

Yun Qingluo then noticed that something was different around her, and her mind raced.

He glanced at the medical system and his lips twitched involuntarily.

"You tore down the walls and doors of the medical system? Isn't that your lifeline? Back then, I wanted to use one to stop a bullet, but you absolutely refused, preferring to self-destruct rather than do it. Now you're being so generous?" Yun Qingluo was dumbfounded.

Xiao Yi's awkward voice rang out, "I... I didn't want to either, but they're so... so young..."

It's so small it makes people—no, it makes the system want to commit a crime.

Xiao Yi silently held back from saying the second half of his sentence.

Yun Qingluo's grateful voice rang out, "Xiao Yi, thank you."

She couldn't say anything else. If it weren't for Xiao Yi, there would be one dead and three corpses lying here now.

Perhaps due to the effects of the Da Cheng Dan (a traditional Chinese medicine formula) and childbirth, her body was extremely weak after giving birth.

Many times after waking up, she tried to find a way out, but she was too weak to take another step after walking less than a kilometer.

With two children around, she didn't dare go far.

After she regained consciousness, she gave the two children a bath and changed them into the little clothes she had bought while idly strolling around the palace. Unexpectedly, they fit perfectly.

Fortunately, his medical system contained water and supplies brought from the royal palace, as well as military tents he had left in his previous life.

Otherwise, the mother and her two children would really have died in this unknown, godforsaken place.

Yun Qingluo was weak and powerless, and dared not wander around aimlessly.

If you encounter an assassin or a wild beast, you'll either die or become their meal.

Fortunately, this place is deserted, and no one has set foot here for the past two weeks.

With the two adorable little ones becoming more and more pleasing to the eye, she was in a good mood and regained some strength.

There is no hope for her to get out on her own; now she can only wait for rescue.

She fell into a river or sea, so she must have fallen downstream.

I just don't know where it was swept away by the river. If it's in another country, then we're doomed.

"Ah, ee-ee-ya-ya." The voices of the two little ones pulled Yun Qingluo back to reality.

Looking at the two handsome little ones, Yun Qingluo felt a wave of tenderness wash over her.

This is the baby she risked her life to bring into the world; the boy's brow bone looks just like her son, Achen.

As for the girl, Xiao Yi said that her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to hers. Although she couldn't tell, she couldn't hide her joy.

Her only worry was A-Chen.

Ah Chen returned to Yingyue City but didn't see her. He wondered what would happen to her.

And what about those people who were with her? I wonder how they are doing now?

Xiao Yi said in an unfriendly tone, "You should take care of yourself first. In just half a month, you've become skin and bones. Even if you see your man again, he probably won't recognize you."

Yun Qingluo chuckled, "Xiao Yi!"

"You still have the nerve to laugh? You're really thick-skinned." Xiao Yi's sharp tongue has become increasingly sharp.

Yun Qingluo knew that Xiao Yi was also scared.

I'm afraid she won't wake up, afraid she won't survive, afraid she won't live long.

"Xiao Yi, I'm sure I'll live to be a hundred. Although I don't know why I have a medicinal constitution, I think I'll find the answer in Southern Xinjiang, and maybe then there will be a way to cure my illness."

Yun Qingluo comforted Xiao Yi and also encouraged herself.

The two little ones suddenly reached out and grabbed Yun Qingluo's clothes, holding them tightly, as if afraid that Yun Qingluo would disappear in the next second.

Yun Qingluo lowered her head and chuckled, "Are you hungry? Mother will feed you right away."

Yun Qingluo herself found it unbelievable; she was clearly skin and bones, yet she had plenty of breast milk.

She doesn't believe in fate or destiny, but this time she felt that God was helping her.

After feeding the two little ones and coaxing them to sleep, Yun Qingluo left the tent.

There was a campfire outside the tent.

Yun Qingluo pulled a few sweet potatoes from the fire, waited for them to cool, picked them up, swept off the ash, peeled them, and ate them bite by bite.

Xiao Yi sighed, "How can you get any nutrition from eating this? If it weren't for the ginseng soup and nutrient solution keeping you alive, your body wouldn't have lasted even half a month."

What Xiao Yi didn't say was that she relied mainly on her strong willpower, probably because she was worried about her two children.

A mother's love makes her strong.

Yun Qingluo looked bitter. She also wanted to eat good, nutritious food, but she would vomit after eating any of the meat stored in the system.

I vomit after eating any supplements, and this is the only thing I can swallow now.

Sudden……

Yun Qingluo's hand paused, and her face instantly turned cold.

There's some noise around!

Yun Qingluo's gaze sharpened as she looked at the tall bushes ahead, her eyes fixed on the source of the sound.

"Xiao Yi, give me the knife," Yun Qingluo said telepathically, quietly putting down the sweet potato in her hand and gripping the knife Xiao Yi had taken out.

A scalpel?

Yun Qinglu remained expressionless, but a hint of speechlessness flickered in her eyes.

"Xiao Yi, you don't expect me to fight someone with a three-inch scalpel, do you?" Yun Qingluo said telepathically, speechless.

Xiao Yi was also helpless, "I don't know where that light soft sword is, and those knives are really heavy. You can't walk more than three steps with them before you fall over. This scalpel can be used to surprise people and catch them off guard."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingluo remained silent, as the voice grew closer.

It's footsteps...

The visitor appears to be injured?

Is he an assassin?

A hint of doubt appeared in Yun Qingluo's eyes.

The newcomer was breathing heavily, clearly indicating that he was seriously injured.

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