Liang Qingchen carried her to the bed. In a daze, she heard him say, "Zhao Zhao, give me another child."

Jiang Muyu was stunned for a moment, neither agreeing nor saying no.

In the original text, she never had a third child until her death.

"Let it be," she said.

"good."

He just said it casually. It's up to her whether she wants to have a baby or not.

Liang Qingchen lay on top of her, kissing her softly from her neck all the way down.

The two of them had not had skin-to-skin contact for a long time. They did not dare to do it before in the barracks. He had been patient for a long time, but now it was like dry wood meeting a raging fire, and he became more and more unscrupulous.

It gets dark early in winter, and lights are lit in the courtyard after half past the hour of You.

Jiang Muyu was extremely tired. She lay on him, breathing heavily, and even turning over was too much of a stretch.

Liang Qingchen passed his arm around her shoulders, played with her hair with his fingers, and asked softly, "Zhao Zhao, did you find the things I left in the study?"

"Why do you ask this now?"

"I was so busy that I forgot."

She smiled faintly and said, "The suicide note you wrote is still in my room. I didn't take anything with me when I left Tiangan's military camp. It was Yunyan who brought it to me."

"Only Heather knows about those things. I should have given them to you after my plan failed."

"I can see it. The very beginning said something about the body and head being separated. It really scared me. After reading the letter, I didn't care about anything else. I just wanted to come and see you."

Liang Qingchen kissed her forehead and said slowly, "Zhao Zhao, when I was ambushed that day, I suddenly remembered what you said about not being reckless and not underestimating the enemy, so I was more cautious. The arrow was originally aimed at my heart, but the attacker was an excellent archer, and I barely dodged it but was still shot in the arm."

Even though he was not shot in the vital parts, he still suffered a lot from the poisoning and narrowly escaped death.

Jiang Muyu's eyes widened: "It's so dangerous!"

So, in the original novel, did he die of poison after being shot by an arrow?

"Fortunately, despite all the dangers, I have returned to your side safely, Zhao Zhao, you are really my lucky star."

Jiang Muyu did not comment.

Having said that, I have indeed changed his fate invisibly, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I am a lucky star.

"Then you must not let me down in the future, otherwise you will become unhappy."

Liang Qingchen pinched her face and rubbed it: "Okay."

Yunyan's voice came from outside: "Prince, Princess, Nanny Huang has prepared dinner. Do you need me to bring it in?"

Liang Qingchen asked her, "Are you hungry?"

She nodded.

He raised his voice and responded, "Send it here."

"yes."

Then he wanted to help Jiang Muyu get up, but she refused: "I'm too tired. I don't want to get up. I don't have the strength."

Liang Qingchen let her do as she pleased and wrapped her tightly in a quilt before getting out of bed and putting on his clothes. When Yunyan brought dinner, he served the food and brought it to the bedside.

Jiang Muyu sat at the head of the bed like a maggot, waiting for him to feed her.

He was very meticulous in his service, preparing both meat and vegetables, feeding her a few mouthfuls of rice and two spoonfuls of soup, and helping her rinse her mouth and wash her face after she had eaten and drunk enough.

After doing all this, he went out to eat.

Jiang Muyu couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder many women gain weight after getting married. It's hard not to gain weight with this kind of life."

She sat at the head of the bed, bored, and took a storybook from the cabinet beside the bed and started flipping through it.

However, she started to feel sleepy after watching for only a quarter of an hour.

When Liang Qingchen came in, she was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly with an open book under her face.

He sighed helplessly, leaned down and gently took the notebook away. But she woke up halfway through, looking at him confusedly with a pair of misty eyes.

"What time is it now?"

"It's just the hour of midnight."

"It's midnight..." She yawned lazily, turned over, and mumbled while lying flat on her back, "It's time to go to bed."

Liang Qingchen casually put the notebook back on the cabinet, lifted the quilt and came in, bringing with him a gust of cold air that made her shiver.

"Did you just go out?"

"I was out for a moment. Did you get frozen?" He immediately left the bed again.

Jiang Muyu held him back and asked, "Where are you going now?"

"Get ready to get out of bed and warm yourself by the fire."

She hugged his arms and said, "I'll just warm you up."

He smiled and said, "Aren't you cold?"

“We can huddle together for warmth.”

He then crawled back into the quilt and put his arms around her waist.

Jiang Muyu rubbed against his chest like a lazy cat: "Ah Chen, when are you leaving tomorrow?"

"At 12:00."

"So early? It wasn't even daybreak then."

"Well, it's hundreds of miles to the imperial capital, and it will take at least three to five days to get there, so we have to set off early."

"Okay, then be careful on the road, and safety is the most important thing."

"Well, even for your sake, I'm careful."

As the saying goes: When you are full and warm, you will think about that...

Moreover, once Liang Qingchen came up with the plan to have a baby, he couldn't stop. The serious atmosphere between the two of them didn't last more than a quarter of an hour before he became agitated again.

Jiang Muyu refused: "I'm tired and don't want to move."

"It's okay, I'll just move."

Speechless, she simply became a salted fish.

…

The next day, when Jiang Muyu woke up, it was already bright. Not surprisingly, even the remaining warmth in her body had dissipated, leaving her with only aches all over her body.

What a sin.

She struggled for a long time before she finally couldn't bear the hunger anymore and got up to wash, change clothes and have breakfast.

Yunyan came in and tied her hair up, saying, "Madam, the master left a message saying that he will not kill Luo Chengguan for the time being."

Jiang Muyu frowned: "Why do you have to tell me this specifically?"

Then he changed his mind and understood, and snorted, "What a stingy guy! I just said a word for Luo Chengguan, but he still made a fuss about it."

Yunyan combed her long hair with a comb, smiled and said, "It's because the prince cares about you that he does this."

She naturally understood, and felt a little sweet in her heart.

Today is the second day of the Chinese New Year. With nothing to do, she just stays at home, reading novels and drinking tea.

As it got dark, some townspeople came to visit her and wish her a happy new year, so she gave them red envelopes according to custom.

She didn't dare show off her wealth and only gave a tael of silver.

Unexpectedly, the next day, more and more people came to wish him a happy new year.

It turned out that there was no such custom in this town. Friends and relatives could just send each other blessings and some ordinary gifts. This was the first time someone had given money directly as she did.

The townsman who returned yesterday was a gossip and quickly told all the neighbors about the incident. However, within one night, the townspeople heard the news and came.

Jiang Muyu initially gave red envelopes to the townspeople who came to congratulate him, but as time went on, he felt that something was fishy, ​​so he simply claimed to be ill and closed the door to welcome visitors.

Even so, she was not spared.