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Cheng Jingjing wanted to pull her hand away, but she was held tightly. Now, she can't deceive herself.

"I can go back to the palace with you," she raised her eyes and looked at Yang An: "It's just that I won't be your concubine, I just want to give birth to the child peacefully." ”

Yang An was immediately ecstatic, and hugged her regardless of the pain in her body: "Jingjing, you must be a gift from God." How could this king wronged you as a concubine and let you be a side concubine?"

"If the prince really wants to be good to me, he will strengthen the guards of Youlan Courtyard to keep our mother and son safe, I don't want those false names at all. ”

Afraid that she would change her mind and not go back with her, Yang An nodded again and again: "Okay, you can do whatever you like, as long as you are willing to stay by the king's side, you are better than anything else." ”

"You, alas, ......"

Cheng Jingjing sighed and gently leaned into Yang An's arms. Unexpectedly, not only did he not drive him back this time, but he also sent himself back to the palace, fate really loves to play tricks on people.

At this time, the two quietly hugged each other, enjoying this moment of solitude. It would be nice if there were only two of them in this world. Unfortunately, there are too many disputes in this world, and no matter where she hides, she can't escape this whirlpool. Now all she can do is cherish the people in front of her, protect the child in her arms, and live safely.

Cheng Jingjing listened to the heartbeat in Yang An's chest, only to feel that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. Xu is that too many things have happened today, and now staying in this warm and reliable embrace makes her unable to stop sleepy and fall asleep......

"Lord Wang, your subordinates are late, please forgive your sins!"

I don't know how long it took, a rough voice woke Cheng Jingjing from her dream, she panicked and wanted to get up to check, only to find that the room was full of soldiers.

It turned out that the people who supported them had already arrived, and when the captain of the guard found that Yang An was injured, he said with a worried face: "Lord Wang, please go back to the city with your subordinates quickly, see that your wounds can't be delayed any longer, in case you are infected, it is not good." My subordinates know a famous doctor, and he will help you heal your wounds. ”

"Lord Wang, you go back with them first, I have to go and tell the village chief and them. At this time, Cheng Jingjing said.

Yang An did not allow her to go alone, and said to the captain of the guard: "There is a temple thirteen kilometers away, where the people of the village are hidden, and they temporarily left the village tonight to avoid the attack of the bandits. You send two soldiers along to inform them that there are no bandits in the village and that they are safe. ”

"Don't worry, I'll send someone over. ”

After the captain of the guard had arranged for the men to leave, they mounted their horses together and hurried to the nearby city. Seeing Yang An's face getting worse and worse on horseback, Cheng Jingjing's heart also rose. I hope God has eyes and doesn't let anything happen to him, she is willing to exchange ten years of life for his safety this time.

Fortunately, the horses they rode were well-trained, and within half an hour they were back to the nearby city. Since Yang An didn't want to alarm too many people about this, they found a reliable inn and stayed there.

"Miss Cheng, the doctor is here. ”

The captain of the guard pushed open the door and brought in the doctor who had arrived in a hurry.

Cheng Jingjing hurriedly got up and said to the doctor: "Look at what is wrong with the prince, he seems to have fainted, is the wound infected?"

"Don't worry, wait for the old man to take a look. ”

The adult sat on the edge of the bed and examined the wound on Yang An's back, frowned and said, "Lord An's knife wound is too deep, I'm afraid that he fainted from excessive blood loss, but he has suffered bumps before this?"

"The prince came here on horseback. Cheng Jingjing bit her lip and said.

"That's it," the doctor blamed them as he took out the contents of the medicine box: "The knife wound has already hurt the muscles and bones, and it is bumpy on the horse's back, but fortunately, Prince An is strong, if he were someone else, he would not have been able to survive it a long time ago." ”

"It's all my ......"

Cheng Jingjing felt even more guilty in her heart after hearing this, seeing that Yang An was in danger and passing by Lord Yama, she wished that the person who was injured at this moment was herself.

"You guys go out first, the old man is going to start stitching up the wounds for the prince. ”

"Captain, go back first," Cheng Jingjing said, "I stayed here to take care of the prince, and I can be a helper for the doctor, thank you so much today." ”

"You're welcome. ”

The captain of the guard saw that Prince An was no longer in danger, so he left with the soldiers with confidence.

At noon the next day, Cheng Jingjing was woken up by a knock on the door. Last night, when they were treating Yang An's injuries to Yin, after sending the doctor away, she collapsed on the side of the bed in exhaustion. I slept until noon, and I don't know if the person in the bed had ever woken up.

"Knock knock—"

At this time, the knock on the door continued to sound, Cheng Jingjing rubbed her sore eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who?"

"The little one is the one who delivers food, and the trouble girl opens the door. ”

Cheng Jingjing walked to the door vigilantly, carefully opened a crack, and opened the door with confidence when she saw that there was indeed a little second standing outside the door.

"I'll just bring it in myself, you can go back. ”

She took the meal and blocked Xiao Er out of the door.

I heard that there was a big man living inside, and Xiao Er probed his brain to take a look inside, but was scared back by the sharp-eyed woman at the door.

"Hey, girl, you use it slowly. ”

He touched his nose, put the towel over his shoulder, and walked away in a playful way.

When Cheng Jingjing brought the food back to the room, she saw that Yang An didn't know when she got up. She hurriedly put down what she was holding and walked up to hold him.

"Is the prince awake, does the wound behind you still hurt?"

"What time is it? This king fainted last night?"

"It's already noon," Cheng Jingjing looked at him with a pale face and said distressedly, "Your wound has just been sewn up, don't move around, I'll feed you porridge." ”

"Thank you. Yang An looked at her gently, his eyes full of tenderness.

Cheng Jingjing brought the porridge over, fed him bite by bite, and picked up a handkerchief from time to time to help him wipe his mouth, which was not the same as the big grinning personality on weekdays.

"Jingjing, it turns out that you are also a virtuous woman. Yang An looked at her with a smile out of the corner of his eyes.

"What are these words?" Cheng Jingjing said disdainfully: "Am I just a man's wife in your eyes? Gentle and virtuous is reserved for beloved, why should you be virtuous to outsiders?"

After she finished speaking, she regretted it, and if she accidentally said that she leaked her mouth, someone must be proud of going to heaven.

Sure enough, Yang An pulled her into his arms, covered her lips and kissed her passionately, and her lips and tongues were entwined, so that her heart couldn't help but thunder.

It was half a bell before he let her go. A trace of silver thread hung between the mouths of the two, making Cheng Jingjing blush.

"Jingjing, it turns out that you have this king in your heart," Yang An looked at her like a child who got candy, like a treasure: "This king swears that he will treat you wholeheartedly in the future, and will not let you suffer a little grievance, I will give you everything you want." ”