Chapter 1158 Soldiers come to block the water and cover the soil
In another tent, the imperial doctor was examining Feng Qingyin, Zhan Yuheng was sitting not far away, and Qingyun was standing by.
When the imperial doctor was about to stand up, Feng Qingyin opened her eyes and glanced at him.
The imperial doctor nodded lightly, turned to look at Zhan Yuheng, and cupped his hands.
"Your Highness, Miss Qingyin is showing signs of miscarriage."
Hearing the word "miscarriage", Zhan Yuheng put down the brush in his hand and frowned lightly.
"Is the situation serious?"
The imperial doctor frowned and shook his head: "Back to Your Highness, Miss Qingyin's current condition can be said to be serious."
"The long-term life in the military camp has done all kinds of harm to her body without any benefit."
"In the past few days, her fetus has been unstable, and she has had fetal contractions several times. I'm afraid..." "Afraid of what?"
Zhan Yuheng snorted coldly and stood up, "I will bring you out, but I can't even take care of you?"
Seeing Zhan Yuheng stand up, the imperial doctor immediately knelt down.
"Your Highness, please calm down! What Wei Chen means is not to say that Miss Qingyin's situation has not improved. But in the military camp, conditions are limited."
"Miss Qingyin is already showing signs of miscarriage, and it is not suitable for her to travel long distances back to the Imperial City."
"Wei Chen suggested that His Highness the Crown Prince could take Miss Qingyin to the city to recuperate first?"
"I heard that there is a very quiet courtyard in the mountains in Mocheng. If Miss Qingyin can go there and rest, her health will definitely improve in a short time."
"Your Highness, this is the only way I can think of now. I just wonder if the army in the city can provide us with this convenience?"
After the imperial doctor finished speaking, the tent was quiet for a while.
Qingyun came out from behind Zhan Yuheng and bowed his hand to him.
"Your Highness, if this is the only solution now, I would like to go to the city and explain the situation to General Feng."
Zhan Yuheng calmed down and said calmly: "I will personally send her to the city."
"Let Linglong go, brother Prince, let Linglong go, let go..." Feng Qingyin struggled to sit up.
When the two palace maids guarding the bed saw this, they immediately went over to help her.
"Miss Qingyin, you can't get up. The imperial doctor said you must lie down and rest now."
The palace maid reminded.
"No! I want Linglong, I want Linglong, I don't want you!"
Feng Qingyin was very weak, but she was still struggling.
The palace maid didn't know what to do, so she turned around and knelt down.
"Your Highness, can you please let Miss Linglong come back first?
Miss Qingyin read her all night, then moved her fetus, begging..." "Let her come here."
Zhan Yuheng's voice interrupted the palace maid's words, "Get ready and enter the city immediately."
"yes."
Qingyun nodded, turned around and walked out.
"Thank you, Your Highness, Your Highness. Thank you, Your Highness."
The palace maid's voice still sounded in the tent.
...Feng Jiuer spent the whole night sorting out war documents, and after two hours of rest, she woke up and was told that a certain imperial concubine was going to the city to raise her child.
Looking at the female guard who came in to report, Feng Jiuer opened her mouth, and the meatballs held in her chopsticks slipped back into the bowl.
"Jiu'er, this may be Feng Qingyin's conspiracy."
Xue Gu, who was at the same table, said calmly.
The imperial concubine went to the city to raise her baby at this time, and there was no one else but Feng Qingyin.
"Um."
Little Cherry put down her chopsticks and nodded, "I also think it must be Feng Qingyin's conspiracy."
The others were busy, and only the three of them were eating in Qiao Mu's wing.
Feng Jiuer frowned and picked up the meatballs from the bowl again.
"However, we still can't refuse, can we?"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has given our army seven days, and I certainly cannot blatantly refuse his request."
"So, whether it's a conspiracy or a conspiracy, we can only use our troops to cover it up."
Feng Jiuer shook her head, put the meatball into her mouth, and tasted it carefully.
"Jiu'er, why don't you let me guard Feng Qingyin to prevent her from making any small moves."
Little Cherry suggested softly.
Feng Jiuer shook her head again and sighed lightly.
After swallowing the meatball in her mouth, she said softly: "She must have a lot of tricks, and we can't guard against them."
"If I sent someone to monitor her, maybe it would give her an excuse for the prince to send troops."
"This good sister can't even wait for seven days. She can't even stop being pregnant. It's really hard for her."
"Feng Qingyin is indeed hateful and scheming. Jiu'er, I'm really worried."
Little Cherry pursed her lips, looked at the meatballs, and couldn't eat them anymore.
"Eat."
Feng Jiuer looked back at her, raised her eyebrows and said, "If you haven't eaten yet, maybe Feng Qingyin will come in with someone later."
"At that time, you won't even have time to eat. It's a sin to leave such delicious meatballs without eating them and sigh!"
After picking up another meatball, Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at the female guard who came in.
"Tell the messenger that I will greet the prince and the imperial concubine at the city gate in an hour."
"Yes, Miss Jiu'er."
The female guard nodded and turned to leave.
"Eat quickly, and come with me for a walk after you finish."
Feng Jiuer waved her hand and said, "Feng Qingyin is going to the city, we really can't be careless."
Everyone has his or her own plan, and since the goals are inconsistent, no one will say that they will be disappointed in anyone.
However, at this time, Feng Jiuer really couldn't believe Zhan Yuheng, even if it was the seven-day promise he made in front of so many people.
What's more, there was still Feng Qingyin who wanted to kill her at that moment.
"Um."
Little Cherry nodded and picked up the bowl and chopsticks again, "Jiu'er is right, the meatballs are so delicious, we can't let them down."
An hour later, Feng Jiu'er, Xiao Yingtao, Xing Zizhou and Huo Baixue arrived at the city gate.
The city gate slowly opened, and Zhan Yuheng's figure appeared in front of everyone.
According to Zhan Yuheng's own wishes, besides Qingyun and a carriage, he only brought four followers and two imperial doctors behind him.
Feng Jiuer took the lead, came to Zhan Yuheng, and bowed his hands.
"Your Highness, please!"
Zhan Yuheng's eyes stopped on Feng Jiuer for a moment. He nodded and drove his horse into the city.
The soldiers guarding the city did not salute when they saw Zhan Yuheng, but Zhan Yuheng walked in without changing his expression.
Qingyun entered next, followed by a noble and luxurious carriage, and finally followed by four attendants on horseback, as well as two imperial doctors.
Feng Jiuer and Xiao Yingtao led the way, while Xing Zizhou and Huo Baixue walked at the end of the team with ten guards.
Walking onto the broad avenue, Qingyun moved forward, walking at the front.
Feng Jiuer turned around, waited for Zhan Yuheng to approach, looked at him, and cupped her hands.
"Your Highness, I wonder if you have chosen a place to bring people in for rest this time, or do you need us to make arrangements?"
She just said it, and didn't say anything else. She was not a worm in his stomach, so how could she know where he wanted to go.
