"Murong Ke, is it you?" He Mucheng stood up angrily, completely ignoring how sharp the sharp blade at his neck was.
She knew in her heart that Murong Ke would not kill her.
Sure enough, Murong Ke winked, put his sword into its sheath, and the soldier respectfully stepped back behind him.
"The Langya Wang family's secret guard is really difficult to deal with. She is just a woman. There is no reason to let the sons and daughters lose their lives."
He clapped his hands and saw someone carrying out a body dressed similarly to hers.
The woman's appearance was completely disfigured, and her death was extremely horrific. He Mucheng covered his nose and retched instantly!
Murong Ke raised his hand, picked her up forcefully, and strode towards the carriage not far away.
After getting into the carriage, Murong Ke took out a clean set of clothes, and as the wheels left the embankment, his voice dropped from the height, "Change."
He Mucheng took a defensive step back.
"Does a dignified general only bully a weak woman?"
"Nanshi Ayan, you promised me to follow me back to Yan. You have broken your promise for a long time. Now, it is time to fulfill your promise."
Murong Ke slowly approached, raised his hand and clamped her jaw, "Should you change it yourself, or should I help you change it?"
It hurt so much that she was probably disfigured by now...
“I’ve been saying it for a long time, but I haven’t said it yet!”
She held the brocade handkerchief in her hand and wiped the wet hair over and over again. Murong Ke sat beside her, feeling a sense of peace that he had never felt before in his heart.
She murmured, frowning and sobbing.
"General Murong, do you have a clean brocade handkerchief?"
"child?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Murong Ke's originally calm heart stirred up huge waves again, and this sinister fervor instantly turned into a fierce force on his fingertips!
"Have you ever had skin-to-skin contact with Ji Yunyuan?"
This kind of battle between one glance and one word made Murong Ke's mood gradually improve.
"Weak?" Murong Ke tightened his fingers, "Where are you weak? I think you have many evil ideas!"
Murong Ke chuckled lightly, his fingertips slightly bent, crossed her fair face, leaned down and said, "Maybe, back then, didn't Ayan just disappear into the cabinet out of thin air? At that time, the surrounding people
Are they all my people too?"
[Happy pulse is commonly known as slippery pulse. Signs of slippery pulse may also occur when the body has heavy phlegm and dampness, or before menstruation. 】
A strange emotion arose in his heart. He thought, the sweet fragrance on the little girl's body was obviously his desire to quench his thirst, but why was his body getting more and more tense?
Hmm? I want to know more about it?
"Answer me, have you ever had skin-to-skin contact with Ji Yunyuan?"
The doctor did not dare to say anything and had to quietly exit the room.
Time passed slowly, but the doctor frowned.
He Mucheng nodded, acting obediently.
what to do?
He Mucheng thought about it, and finally had no choice but to find a solution from the system. She didn't have any hope. After all, she was a medical practitioner. How could anything in this world be able to fake a happy pulse?
Sure enough, the system spoke:
In a daze, I heard a salute from outside the carriage, "General."
He Mucheng stretched out his hand tremblingly, and his bony fingertips immediately touched her bright wrist.
He Mucheng rolled his eyes and casually said, "One month."
The sound of rustling clothes was heard behind him. Murong Ke took a deep breath and swallowed, and his Adam's apple suddenly rolled up and down.
He Mucheng's thoughts suddenly started spinning at high speed.
Hearing He Mucheng's answer, he suddenly waved his hand and smashed the case in the carriage to the ground!
"May I ask, madam, how long has it been since the Kwai Shui came?"
The doctor soon came to the curtain.
He Mucheng remained motionless.
"When we return to Jicheng, let's... get married."
Not long after, I saw the little girl combing her wet black hair with her fingers and smoothing it to one shoulder.
"Is it because if I don't go out, you won't be able to change clothes?" Murong Ke frowned slightly.
Sure enough, the doctor retracted his arm and said, "General, this happy pulse seems to be there or not. Maybe the time is too short and the signs are not obvious. If not, after half a month, when it is stable, I will confirm it again?"
Someone pinched her pink cheeks, and He Mucheng felt pain on her cheeks. She leaned towards Murong Ke's direction to relieve the pain on her face. This move directly pressed her pink cheeks against Murong Kejian's. Huge waist.
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ke opened the curtain, looked at the carriage thoughtfully, then took off his cloak and wrapped the little girl into the bedroom.
When she came back to her senses, Murong Ke's figure had long disappeared, leaving only the curtain swaying left and right, and the light coming in was either bright or dark.
He Musheng hurriedly took out the small round mirror and touched the purple patch with his fingertips. He then shivered with a hiss. She was...really disfigured...
"Yes, there was..."
"Call the doctor."
"Have you had any abnormalities in your diet recently?"
"I feel like vomiting, especially when I wake up in the morning." She tried her best to rely on the signs of pregnancy. Sister-in-laws in this era didn't understand these common sense, but she was familiar with them.
Murong Ke sneered, "Sooner or later he will be mine. Are you still thinking about marrying Ji Yunyuan?"
The warm ginger soup on the table spilled onto He Mucheng's feet, immediately soaking his shoes and socks.
"Nan's Ayan." He spat out these four words from his throat, his voice was so low that even he himself noticed a slight hoarseness that was different from usual.
As soon as these words came out, even he was shocked. A concubine from the Jin Dynasty had stayed with Ji Yunyuan for so long. How could he say such nonsense as "getting married"?
He Mucheng glanced at Murong Ke and said firmly, "Prince Yan will not agree to your marrying me, and I don't want to marry you either. I am already Ji Yunyuan's fiancée."
Looking at Murong Ke's unsmiling face, He Mucheng felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet.
Murong Ke raised his hand and threw her to the back of the couch. Only after hearing a "dong" did the pain on his cheek disappear, and the dizziness in the back of his head slowly rose again...
The strength in Murong Ke's hand continued to increase, and when he asked the question, he also had a bit of gritted teeth.
Perhaps because he felt that the days ahead were long, Murong Ke unexpectedly let go of the restraint on the little girl, turned around, opened the curtain, and walked behind Wei Fu.
Thinking of this, Murong Ke clenched his iron fist tightly, and then, as soon as a soft cry came out from behind, his iron-blooded muscles softened again:
"Hand out your hand." Murong Ke ordered coldly.
Murong Ke slowly clenched his iron fist, his joints creaking. He closed his eyes and said indifferently, "No need, prepare a bowl of miscarriage medicine."
As soon as Murong Ke's voice fell, He Mucheng panicked!
Didn't he ask the doctor just to confirm whether she was really pregnant? As an unmarried person, where did his happy pulse come from? If it happened, Murong Ke would know it once he tried, and he would not even have tears when he cried...
"How far have we come?" He asked quietly, his chest rising and falling heavily, as if he was holding back huge anger.
Thinking of this, He Mucheng's heart skipped a beat: It's better to die than to lose your innocence. Anyway, if you lose your innocence, you haven't completed the side mission of the system...
If he said yes, would he not think about marrying her?
"We are all your people here. Even if I want to escape, where can I go?" He Mucheng noticed Murong Ke's anger and softened his voice wisely.
"Yeah." He Mucheng responded casually.
He Mucheng gritted his teeth and said, "I'm pregnant with his child."
Murong Ke snorted coldly, "You have a lot to do!"
She moved her feet and said in a low voice, "You... get out first."
Sure enough, Murong Ke collapsed.
However, He Mucheng was gripped by the chill and sneezed lightly.
Judging from Murong Ke's reaction, he seems to care about a woman's chastity...
There has never been a woman who could make him so helpless...
Not long after, a bowl of rich soup was delivered to the cabinet.
He Mucheng immediately smelled the full scent of saffron.
Murong Ke took the decoction and slowly said with his cold lips, "Get out."
The door closed in response, and He Mucheng suddenly opened the curtains!
