"Don't say sorry. I know you have made some efforts. I will write you a letter to report your safety after a few days. Don't worry too much about this. Women will bleed when they give birth to children." Wen Jin was quite calm, "When you return to Beijing, my letter to report your safety has also arrived in Beijing. Lou Shucai is living well, so I can't bear to die and not send her away first? Then, I have to go back to see Changlin. My Imperial College. My life is hanging everywhere in the capital."

There was another thing she didn't say, just that she had been unwilling for twenty years, so she wanted to see if Fu would accompany her home to meet her family and propose marriage. Alas.

"You have suffered a lot of blood." Fu Jingheng repeated it again, and his heart ached.

Wen Jin touched his handsome face.

"This is you here, I have hired the best Wenpo and a military doctor. If I call the Wenpo to deliver the baby at the end of the street by myself, it would be dangerous." Wen Jin touched his frown brow, "You have already arranged everything, and the child is born safely. It is a happy event to add children, so be happy. I will go home lively and bring two children to turn your life upside down. Go home to organize your messy wardrobe for you. Don't drive me away then."

"Yes." Fu Jingheng nodded, "What do I do if I drive you away? I still feel it's not enough to hug you all day long."

"You must pay attention to safety on the way back to Beijing. The only way to return to Beijing is Jingnan Avenue. I'm afraid someone will ambush. Put on your heart-protecting mirror and soft armor." Wen Jin was like telling his son, "Don't be hurt. Fu Chang was staring at you like a mad dog. That's a scoundrel, don't be bitten by him."

"I know. He can't beat me. The battle with Nanfan cannot be delayed. Our family can't let him bully him for the rest of his life." Fu Jingheng kissed her deeply for a while. He said in her ear that he would be able to reunite with her body quickly when she returns. He said that he missed her too much, and Wen Jin's ears were red.

He stood up and looked at Wen Jin, who had just finished giving birth, and Chang Yi in the cradle. Although he was reluctant to leave, he had to leave. He clenched his hands out of the house and said to Qingliu: "Return to Beijing."

"Yes, yes." Qingliu responded.

When passing the small window, Fu Jingheng looked at the small window again, and saw that although Wen Jin was very weak, he smiled at him and waved his hand to tell him to leave quickly. She tried to breastfeed Xiao Changyi. In a very gentle scene, maternal love is great and selfless.

After Fu Jingheng left, Wen Jin touched Fu Changyi's cheek and said, "We can go home soon and reunite with my father and brother. Your brother is Changlin, he is a very brave child, and he is not afraid of acupuncture. My mother can pick you both up at once.

You have grandmother and grandmother. You and your brother have many people who love you. You will grow up in the compound of the Imperial College. My long memories."

Grandma Yang and Yueyue both came over to talk, and the grandma said, "The emperor really loves you. He traveled thousands of miles to accompany you to have a baby. He reunited with you for one day and then went back thousands of miles. All things were arranged well during the confinement period, so that the prefect can protect you. There are not many men in the world who can treat women like this, let alone the emperor."

Wen Jin smiled, "I grew up with him. The relationship is quite deep."

After saying that, she remembered Jiang Huaizhou who grew up with her. She still hoped that Jiang would live a happy life. Maybe she should tell Yun Xi where Jiang Qing went when she went back.

How Wen Jin recovers his body during confinement and feeds his baby unknown.

Fu Jingheng left fourteen secret guards he brought to Wen Jin, and he brought eleven people to drive the horse back to Beijing.

The mood of rushing from Mobei to Beijing was different from when he came. When he came, he thought Wen Jin was with Jiang Huaizhou, and he was desperate. When he returned, he knew that she had him in her heart, but he was full of hope. Time flies. He didn't ask her if she loves her or her own things, and she still had Baifruit Candy. Let's talk about it later.

Even if I run around the road, I don’t feel as tired as Tathagata.

It seems that people have different moods, and they will feel different when they follow the same path.

Traveling nearly ten thousand miles in eight days. It was rainy and rainy, sleeping in the open, and one month of Ramadan on his father's day of worship was the most reckless and crazy decision he had made in his life. He felt that he would not make such an exception for the second woman in his life. But no matter what, he did not regret it, because he regained Wen Jin, who he had been with since childhood, and saw Changyi's birth in person.

He could feel that when they experienced the long-me-like childbirth process together, their hearts slowly moved closer, many cracks were repaired, and many contradictions would be resolved because of that little life.

On the night of April 30, he arrived at Jingnan Avenue in Beijing.

Fu Jingheng and Qing Liu both breathed a sigh of relief, and they successfully rushed back before May 1st.

More than a dozen large horses had their horses' sole grinded out of their horses' sole, and they were also grinding out of blood.

Fu Jingheng asked Qingliu with a smile, "Are you exhausted?"

Qing Liu said: "I'm not tired. I'll follow my master to experience it. I don't feel tired. Otherwise, I wouldn't know that I could travel ten thousand miles in eight days."

At the convergence of the fork in front of the necessary road, Fu Jingheng, Qingliu and others stopped.

Jingnan Avenue belongs to a place near Beijing and is quite prosperous. There are many hawkers and people on the road, and it is bustling with pedestrians at this time.

"Master, please wait for a while." Qing Liu tightened the reins under his hands, "I will go ahead and explore if there is any abnormality."

"Yes. Go." Fu Jingheng nodded, "Be careful."

Qingliu went to the horse, but saw that the road was full of people, and the hawkers' hawking sounds exuded the atmosphere of life, and there was no unusual suspicious person, so he returned to the emperor, "Master, nothing special. You are among us, we protect you and quickly pass the Jingnan Avenue and enter the palace."

"Yes." Fu Jingheng heard this, he drove his horse back to the palace in the protection circle of Qingliu and others.

When they entered the southern Jing Avenue, they heard an arrow shot, and then they kept shooting again and again. The arrows came from the second floor windows of the people's lofts on both sides of the road, and the air shone through the air with murderous intent.

Fu Jingheng was shocked when he saw this and immediately pulled out his sword from his waist to cut the arrow. He cherished his life as if he was ashamed of the crisis. At the moment he smelled the crisis, he had already pressed the machine to send out a signal to contact Shen Zishu. He said to his subordinates: "There is an ambush. Be careful."

Under words, arrows gathered into the direction of Fu Jingheng, and the crossbowman arranged by Fu Chang's confidant had been ambushing on Jingnan Avenue for eight or nine days. The poison on a single arrow was soaked in a hundred kinds. No matter what poison he was, he would just be soaked in one place. Fu Chang just told the emperor to die, so how could he ask for an antidote? The technique was very vicious.

"Ah, run away!" The common people who were selling wine and doing some small business on the road saw arrows shooting, and fled around. An old woman was shot down and rolled on the ground and died.

This is not the first time Fu Jingheng has been assassinated. This time, everyone should have remembered the ancestors at home during Ramadan. Unexpectedly, his whereabouts were still exposed and he saw innocent people being shot by arrows.

Fu Jingheng was so angry that he was so despicable that he shot around in the downtown city and regarded the people as nothing. Fu Chang was simply unworthy of being a human being. "Clean stream, protect the people! Be sure to reduce casualties! We can't continue moving forward! The goal is me, continuing to move forward will affect more people! Stop!"

"Master, you can't stop and sit and wait for death!" Qingliu and others used their long swords to block the fierce arrows. Qingliu said anxiously: "Master, don't care about others, leave it to us. We swear to kill a way for you. I don't care about anything, don't care about the people, go back to the palace first, you are the lord of Guangli Kingdom, you must be alive!"

Qingliu said, and a secret guard was shot in the heart, screaming, and soon he vomited black blood, "Be careful, the arrow is poisonous!" As he said that, the man fell off his horse, twitched for a moment and vomited black blood to death.

Then two or three shadow guards were hit, and eight or nine were left in an instant.

Qing Liu and others activated the long sword in their hands, blocked the arrows with sword energy, and shouted: "Go away quickly! Leave it here for us!"

Fu Jingheng looked at the road ahead. There were still people in front of him who didn't know what was going on here. They were still on the bustling streets to visit the night market with their parents and sisters. It was peaceful. If he beat the horse, he would inevitably lead the arrows. The thief shot randomly and would hurt the innocent.

He could not cause innocent people to be injured and died in order to save his life. He pulled the reins of the bloody horse and wandered around in place. He could not retreat in front or behind, and there were ordinary people in front and behind.
Chapter completed!