Although it didn't snow at the border, it was also very cold.

Although the soldiers wearing armor stood upright on the city wall, who knew their hard work?

Armor can withstand strong winds, but it cannot keep warm.

Yang Zisheng received the letter from the eldest princess in Qiancheng. He was very happy to learn that she was pregnant.

The generals of the border were not allowed to return to Beijing without an imperial edict, so Yang Zisheng could only write a letter to instruct the princess to take care of her baby.

After receiving Yang Zisheng's reply, the eldest princess cried so hard that the pear blossoms were raining, and she was very sad.

"Princess! Your body is heavy, so you can't be too sad!"

Guard Zhuo advised outside the window.

The eldest princess looked down at her bulging abdomen, took out a silk velvet to wipe the tears on her face.

The eldest princess was in a bad mood and walked to the window and opened it. A cold wind in front of her forced her back half a step back.

"Princess! You can't open it, you will catch a cold!"

Guard Zhuo reached out to close the window.

"It's so boring! Haven't your injury been healed? Show me the sword!"

The eldest princess’ orders, Guard Zhuo had to obey, so he had to draw out his sword and gesture.

At some point, snowflakes fell from the sky.

If Guard Zhuo had no princess, he would not dare to stop dancing the sword.

Lu Chi is the personal bodyguard that Yang Zisheng stayed to protect the princess in secret. He was bored and opened the window.

The eldest princess had sharp eyes and hurriedly ordered her personal maid to call Lu Chi over.

Lu Chi came to the window of the eldest princess to salute.

"You can also help me to relieve my boredom."

The eldest princess told the maid to close the window and go out the door.

"You won't bring a fox jacket for the princess?"

Lu Chi's heart is very delicate. Although he can't stand the princess's domineering temperament, she is now pregnant and needs to take good care of her.

The eldest princess felt warm in her heart and glanced at Lu Chi. She found that Lu Chi was different from Guard Zhuo, and there was no flattering expression in her eyes.

Guard Zhuo had heard the words of the eldest princess asking him to compete with Lu Chi, so he stopped dancing his sword.

Lu Chi walked to Guard Zhuo and bowed with fists.

After returning the salute, Guard Zhuo took off his posture. He also wanted to see how Lu Chi's kung fu is?

Lu Chi ranked eighth on the martial arts ranking list. After Qiu Zijun died, he ranked seventh.

Guard Zhuo was naturally not Lu Chi's opponent. But Lu Chi didn't want him to lose face in front of the eldest princess, so he tied with him.

Both of them are martial arts practitioners, how could Guard Zhuo not know that Lu Chi intentionally gave in? After the eldest princess returned to her room, he bowed to Lu Chi and said:

"Thank you Chengrang!"

"We all eat this bowl of rice, so it's time to take care of each other!"

After Lu Chi said that, he walked towards his house.

"I will repay this favor sooner or later!"

Of course, Guard Zhuo understood the rules of the world.

"Yes! Some favors will be paid sooner or later!"

Lu Chi remembered what he promised Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun also put eyeliners in the eldest princess's mansion.

The eldest princess' every move is under the control of Bo Langjun.

"What are you looking at?"

Luo Jiaojiao saw Feng Yue walk into the study and handed Bo Langjun a silk stick, then walked over and sat beside him and asked.

"nothing?"

Bo Langjun put the silk stick in a charcoal basin and burned it.

"What are you avoiding me?"

Luo Jiaojiao looked suspiciously at the silk stick that had turned into ashes and was ecstatic.

"It's getting late! Let's take a break early!"

Bo Langjun helped Luo Jiaojiao get up and went to the inner room.

"The child always kicks me!"

Luo Jiaojiao sat on the bed and said to Bo Langjun who was taking off his outer robe.

"So restless? It must be a martial arts master!"

Bo Langjun showed a doting smile on his face. He sat beside Luo Jiaojiao, touched her bulging abdomen and said:

"Be good, son! Don't always kick your mother!"

"Can he hear it?"

Luo Jiaojiao saw that the young man said seriously, and couldn't help but curl her lips.

"When the child is born, we will go back to Pingcheng!"

Bo Langjun lay beside Luo Jiaojiao and closed her eyes.

"Um!"

Luo Jiaojiao knew that Bo Langjun wanted his children to grow up safely.

"What should I do when my sister is just that level?"

Bo Langjun suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to ask Luo Jiaojiao.

"Tell the truth!"

Luo Jiaojiao blurted out without thinking.

"Tell the truth?"

Bo Langjun raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Yes! The Queen Mother will definitely understand our feelings for protecting our children."

Luo Jiaojiao is confident and authentic.

That's all!

Bo Langjun muttered in his heart.

The Empress Dowager sent Doctor Wu to Bo’s mansion to take Luo Jiaojiao’s pulse early in the morning.

Bo Langjun stood aside and watched, feeling a little nervous. It was not until Dr. Wu said everything was fine that his hanging heart was relieved.

Doctor Wu asked Luo Jiaojiao to take the time to walk more and go outside to bask in the sun, and not eat spicy food.

Luo Jiaojiao wrote down all of them one by one.

It took three days of snow, and the guards and servants of Bo Mansion were working hard to remove the snow.

Luo Jiaojiao lay lazily on the couch, not wanting to move at all.

He couldn't go out outside, and Bo Langjun wanted Luo Jiaojiao to move.

"My study room is not small, and you have to walk about twelve steps from here to the window."

Bo Langjun put down the book and came to the couch and said to Luo Jiaojiao.

"That's because you're a big step, if I'm going to take about fifteen steps."

Luo Jiaojiao sat up and looked at the window and said.

"Not so many steps! If you don't believe it, take a look!"

Bo Langjun deliberately helped Luo Jiaojiao off the bed.

Luo Jiaojiao was about to take a step, but Bo Langjun spoke again.

"You must walk evenly and walk as usual!"

"Um!"

Luo Jiaojiao pinched her waist and walked towards the window step by step.

"Four and a half steps! You lost!"

Luo Jiaojiao turned around and her eyes flashed, and she smiled mischievously.

"You might see the width and narrowness?"
To be continued...