Wei Lingling hurriedly asked 89757, "What is the situation outside now, there will be no one guarding outside, right?" ”

"There are a few guards, but now that they're asleep, let's get out of here."

Wei Lingling nodded, and began to slowly move the lid of the coffin to the side with all her might.

Seeing that the guards were indeed lying on the ground and already asleep, Wei Lingling smiled.

"You guys just sleep here."

As she spoke, Wei Lingling glanced down at her clothes, which were too gorgeous, and they were very conspicuous when she wore them.

So Wei Lingling quickly took off the outer clothes on her body, leaving only the white clothes inside to wrap her body.

After thinking about it, Wei Lingling threw her clothes in the coffin, and carefully closed the lid of the coffin, pretending that nothing had happened.

I saw that there was no one else nearby, and this place was also a relatively desolate place, and ordinary people would not come here.

Wei Poria smiled slightly and tiptoed away, without disturbing the nearby guards.

She ran desperately on the ground barefoot, and her feet became muddy, but she couldn't care about it anymore.

The rain was on my body, and my clothes were soaked, and I was wet and sticking to my body, which was quite uncomfortable.

"Damn, it's raining so hard." Wei Lingling complained, performed light skills, and crossed over to the wall.

The knife on her waist was also shaking around with her movements.

Standing on the wall, Wei Lingling couldn't help but look back, and saw that the solemn palace was in the distance, and couldn't help but cover her stomach.

She said lightly, "Farewell,"

After saying that, he carefully jumped off the wall and landed smoothly on the grass.

Wei Ling's body squatted down, so as not to hurt the child in her stomach, and she didn't feel the pain before she breathed a sigh of relief and began to run desperately holding her stomach.

I have completely lost my relationship with the palace.

At this time, Song Zi'an was still waiting to meet her in the inn.

Song Zi'an deliberately lived in an inconspicuous inn, presumably it would not arouse suspicion.

Seeing that it was raining heavily outside, Song Zi'an stood in front of the window and kept knocking on the window railing.

"What should I do, it's raining so hard, and I don't know how Niangniang is doing now?"

It's been three days, and if you don't run out, Wei Poria will have to be buried!

He walked around the room in a hurry, and the planks under his feet creaked, which made him even more upset.

couldn't help it, Song Zi'an suddenly stopped, wanting to see how the situation was.

As soon as he ran out of the inn, he saw a white figure running towards him in the rain in the distance.

He squinted his eyes and looked carefully, only to see this white figure, getting closer and closer to him.

It's Poria!

Song Zi'an couldn't help but be overjoyed, and rushed directly with an oil-paper umbrella.

"Mother, is that you?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Wei Ling breathed a sigh of relief and waved to him excitedly.

"It's me, come on!"

Song Zi'an ran up. Propped up the oil-paper umbrella towards Poria.

Now that she has been drenched in soup, Song Zi'an can't help but feel distressed.

"Niangniang, are you okay, it's easy to get sick in the rain, come back with me." Song Zi'an carefully supported her.

Seeing her running all the way here, I was afraid that something would happen to the child in my belly.

"Niangniang, you don't have a problem with your stomach, you have to drink a bowl of ginger soup when you go back, so as not to catch the cold."

Wei Lingling smiled slightly, so cold that her lips were trembling.

The two of them returned to the inn together, Wei Lingling shook the rain on her body, and Song Zi'an helped her into the inn together.

This inn is inhabited by all kinds of people.

Seeing that Song Zi'an came back with a big-bellied woman, the people around couldn't help but joke.

"Oh, this is your daughter-in-law, she looks pretty good, can you have a drink with us?"

The surrounding thieves and rat-eyed people were looking at Wei Ling.

But Song Zi'an ignored it, just carefully helped her to the inn and returned to the room.

"Mother, sit here first, don't take their words to heart, they're just bastards."

But Wei Lingling had already seen the world, and she didn't pay attention to their ridicule.

Just urging, "Go and help me get a bowl of ginger soup first, I feel so cold." ”

Hearing this, Song Zi'an hurriedly found one of the clothes she brought and gave it to Wei Ling.

"You can change your clothes here first, and I'll go out and help you get a bowl of ginger soup."

He hurried out.

Song Zi'an chose the innermost room, which would not be seen by those hooligans.

However, Wei Lingling deliberately covered it with a cloth, and slowly changed the wet clothes on her body before feeling more comfortable.

After that, he sat obediently in the same place, waiting for Song Zi'an to bring the ginger soup back to him.

It was a quarter of an hour before she heard footsteps nearby.

looked up at the door, and sure enough, Song Zian appeared at the door, still holding a bowl of freshly cooked steaming ginger soup in his hand.

"Niangniang, drink this ginger soup quickly."

He put it on the table, and seeing that Wei Lingling was still trembling, he looked around, and pulled the quilt on the bed and covered her.

"Mother, don't catch a cold, cover these first."

Wei Fuling glanced at him gratefully, fortunately he was here to take care of herself, otherwise she was really a little powerless.

After that, Wei Lingling held the ginger soup with trembling hands, drank it all in it, and felt that her body was warm.

I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Seeing that her face was much better, Song Zi'an looked at her nervously on the side, busy with her, afraid that something would happen.

"By the way, Niangniang, I have also helped you buy some medicines that can protect the fetus in the past few days, and when we escape from here, we can live in peace."

Song Zi'an couldn't help but say, he has begun to look forward to the future again.

In fact, Wei Lingling doesn't have many requirements, just hoping to be able to give birth to her child safely.

The silver taels I am carrying now should be enough to survive for a while, but this is not a way to go on like this.

I have to find a way to make money.

It was late at night, and after drinking ginger soup, Song Zi'an let her sleep here.

"Niangniang, you can sleep well here, and when tomorrow comes, we will figure out how to get out of here."

Wei Fuling nodded, but when she heard the title of Niangniang, she frowned dissatisfiedly.

"You don't have to call me Niangniang anymore, now I'm not the queen, you can call me in the future, just Poria cocos."

This sudden title caught Song Zian a little off guard and twisted a little.