Yan Chaoyue held his head, wanting to cry but unable to. "Be gentle, be gentle. How can I take care of the baby if my brain is damaged?"
Everyone in the bedroom laughed loudly, and the cheerful atmosphere made Jiang Lili feel that the room was much brighter.
Xin Ningyu took out a mutton-fat jade bracelet from her bosom and put it into Jiang Lili's hand: "Sister-in-law, this bracelet feels warm when you wear it on your hand. It must be very nice for you to wear and play with it."
"My aunt is traveling in Jiangnan right now. She probably just learned about your pregnancy. Don't worry, there will be plenty of gifts for you and the baby~"
Jiang Lili looked at the concerned faces in front of her, and her heart felt warm as if it was being illuminated by a little sun.
She lowered her head and touched her lower abdomen, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised.
At that moment, Jiang Lili suddenly understood what true family was. It wasn't blood ties, but the meticulous care and thoughtfulness that comes from putting oneself in someone else's shoes.
She looked up to the window and her eyes met Xin Che's, who had been "pushed" from the bed to the window.
It was a beautiful autumn day, the sun was shining brightly, and her heart also became brighter.
She knew that from now on, she was no longer alone.
There is Xin Che's company, the warmth of classmates, the care of family, and this upcoming little life.
This is what she wants, the most complete happiness.
Jiang Lili stared out the window in a daze, wondering where the backpack she had worked so hard for was now.
*
During these five days, Emperor Qingning followed Zheng Qindong, hiding from place to place, and stumbling towards the East China Sea.
In the chilly autumn breeze, Emperor Qingning wrapped himself tightly in his thin clothes. Dried blood still stained his chest. He looked up at the gloomy sky, a fishy-sweet taste rising in his throat.
This journey is even more painful than exile.
The mountain road was rugged, and Emperor Qingning's shoes and boots had long been worn out. The blisters on the soles of his feet burst one after another, and every step he took felt like walking on the edge of a knife.
He remembered that three years ago, when he ordered the loyal minister Xin Jia to be exiled, the Xin Jia was also on the journey in late autumn.
At that time, were the Xin family members shivering in the cold wind like I am now?
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
Zheng Qin suddenly grabbed him, and an arrow flew past his ear.
Emperor Qingning's heartbeat almost stopped.
Zheng Qin remembered the tip Beilu had given him earlier: run east if in danger, but be careful of the traps in the woods to the east.
“Go east!”
Zheng Qin shouted, and the two of them stumbled into the dense forest.
The branches hit his face, leaving bloody marks.
The clothes on Emperor Qingning were torn into even more pieces by the thorns, and he could feel warm blood flowing down his cheeks.
It’s bitter, so bitter.
For three whole days, Zheng Qin and his companion hid in the deep mountains and forests, relying on the guidance of the backpack.
Although they successfully avoided the pursuers on the road every time and escaped danger, the tortuous journey made them spend much more time on the road than they had imagined, and they also suffered a lot.
After taking a long detour, they are now heading to the Haining Navy’s base. It is estimated that it will take more than ten days, and the road is full of small paths. Sometimes they have to cut through the wild mountains and forests to make their own way.
The journey has exceeded expectations, and Zheng Qin dared not spend the money he saved in the backpack easily. Modern food in the backpack mall is very expensive, and the food stored in the backpack space can only be eaten sparingly.
Zheng Qin hated himself a little for only preparing ten days' worth of food, but they had very little time to escape, and there was no time to stock up on a few more months' worth of food.
Looking at the cowhide map he carried with him, Zheng Qin felt somewhat desperate. The routes they were taking to escape were all mountain roads and paths. They did not pass through any town where his men were stationed, and there was no way to replenish their food and clothing.
When they were hungry, they picked wild fruits to fill their stomachs; when they were thirsty, they drank cold water from the mountain stream.
The weather was not good, the climate in the mountains was changeable, and heavy rain began to fall.
The two men were walking on a muddy mountain road. Their clothes and shoes and socks were soaked. The slippery and soft mud could make them sink into anything they stepped on. It took a long time to pull their legs out.
The cold icy rain hit their faces randomly. Zheng Qin and Emperor Qingning felt hopeless and struggled with the thought of the Haining Navy in their hearts.
As long as we can reunite with the Haining Navy, all our sufferings will be relieved.
After being soaked like drowned rats, the two finally found a cave in the mountains to take shelter from the rain.
Emperor Qingning took a sip of the cold water in the water bag, which made his stomach churn. He couldn't help but miss the coffee and milk tea made by Zhou Jushan.
He recalled how he used to be picky about food in the imperial kitchen. How could he have imagined that this day would come?
Emperor Qingning's resistance was weakened due to his injury, and he caught a cold. He coughed constantly along the way, had a high fever from time to time, and even infected Zheng Qin.
The krypton gold level of the backpack is too low now, it can only be exchanged for food, not medicine. It can only take out medicinal materials from the Belle space to decoct medicine.
But the difficulty lies in the fact that Zheng Qin had no experience in prescribing and decocting medicines, let alone Emperor Qingning, who had never done any housework.
Zheng Qin fanned the medicine stove bitterly and coughed violently: "Cough cough cough——"
Emperor Qingning also discovered that Zheng Qin would take things out of this backpack, which was like a bottomless pit.
Emperor Qingning looked at the ordinary backpack with a glare that grew increasingly intense. He huddled by the campfire and asked Zheng Qin, who was holding the backpack, "Master Zheng, can this backpack produce faster-acting herbs?"
"For example, I had a severe headache before, and Doctor Qi once gave me a few thin pills. After just one or two hours, my headache was gone."
Zheng Qin shook his head and said with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, not yet. The magic power of this backpack has no limit."
Emperor Qingning became suspicious upon hearing this. Since the backpack could not produce any medicinal herbs, how did the Xin family treat their illnesses during their exile?
The journey of exile is so hard, it’s impossible that they are indestructible and don’t get sick along the way, right?
He felt that Zheng Qin was hiding something from him. Was he reluctant to give him good medicine? Was he deliberately trying to make him ill? By the time they met up with the Haining Navy and headed for that mysterious American continent, he might die on the way.
Then Zheng Qin will be able to take over his Haining navy.
The more Emperor Qingning thought about it, the deeper his gaze became.
He felt that his health had been deteriorating these days, and he always felt weak. After catching a cold, he felt even more broken.
Could it be that there is something wrong with the food that Zheng Qin took out of the basket?
When Qi Yun was treating Emperor Qingning, he had already planted hidden dangers in his body. Now, due to the fatigue from traveling, the hidden dangers have begun to show up.
However, the suspicious Emperor Qingning was even more suspicious of Zheng Qin in front of him.
He felt that Zheng Qin was deliberately taking him on a detour during the days of his escape, and each time he used the excuse that there were pursuers on another road, but he did not see any trace of the pursuers several times.
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