Summoning himself is in a hurry, but he can't stop living the various situations tonight in his mind, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that something is wrong. This gang of thieves is by no means a group of small people who want to take advantage of the opportunity to rob, and now most of the rich families in the pickaxe capital have left Fengyi, and each province is empty in defense, why do you have to gnaw on the hard bone of the Prime Minister's Mansion?

If you want to take the family members of the Prime Minister's Mansion hostage and force the city gate open, if you kill people and set fire to death like this, and force the people of the Zhaofu Mansion to death, what will you use to open the city gate? This group of people is extremely vicious, and they are clearly here to take their lives. Whose life are they going to take?

Thinking about it, I was unconsciously bumped into my arms by a person in the dark, and when I looked up, wasn't this little girl with a cloak Fen'er? She cried out, "Madam, my second lady ------ gone!"

Zhaoji was taken aback, where could a woman who had already moved her womb and was about to give birth go, and cried out in a lost voice, "How is this possible?"

Fen'er cried, "It's true, I took the two midwives to the second lady's courtyard, and I couldn't find anyone anywhere!"

"What about the people who serve the second lady?" Zhao Ji asked sharply.

"It's gone. Oh, by the way, I met Ying Ji just now, and she also said that she didn't know where the second lady went, and asked me where I came------

"Ying Ji?" Zhaoji's heart tightened, Ying Ji was the daughter of Ying Da who was sentenced to beheading in the last Jingtian invasion case, and she was also Meng Ji's personal maid. This woman should have been sold, but because Meng Ji was pregnant, he transferred the people who were used to serving around him, and Yi Yizhici stayed. Now at this time of crisis, it is difficult to ensure that this woman does not give birth to other crooked hearts. Zhaoji deliberately asked, "What did she ask?"

"It's nothing, that is, the second lady started, she went to the lady's courtyard to find someone, and the two grandmothers of Taojing disappeared, and asked me if I knew?"

"And how do you answer?" Summoning himself to clench his fists.

"I don't know! Madam, where are the two grandmothers, the slave and maid really don't know!" No matter how dull Fen'er was, she could hear that her master's intentions were wrong at this time, so she quickly explained.

Thinking about it, Fen'er really didn't know, even Boyan, who served as the guard, didn't know before he arrived at the Sword Casting Mansion. Zhaoji breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to lift his feet to leave, but Fen'er added: "Madam, there was a midwife at the previous foot who said that when she saw Ying Ji find the side door and say a few words to Tao's mother's son, she hurried to the back mountain."

"Back Mountain?" Summoning oneself to be shaky and calm.

"Madame—" Miber shouted from the side door with a troop of men, "Madam, no, a gang of thieves has come in from the back garden!"

Zhaoji's face turned pale, and the female envoy beside her supported her and said with relief: "Madame, don't be too worried, there are so many courtyards in this prime minister's mansion, as well as forests, and the thieves don't know how long it will take to touch them one by one!"

"But what if there is an inner ghost leading the way?" Zhaoji suddenly screamed sharply, startling everyone. She caught a glimpse of Tao Qing behind Mi Bo, glared and asked, "Did you tell Ying Ji where your mother was hiding?"

Tao Qing has always been honest, and he was frightened by this loud shout, and said, "Ying Ji said that the second lady is not safe there, and the place where Shizi and Changji are must be safer, so I have to tell her------" He couldn't say it anymore, and he blushed and stopped making a sound.

Mi Bo slapped him in the face: "You kid, at the moment, the little master's life is even disregarded?" He turned his face to Zhaoji and said, "Madam, where is Shizi hiding? Don't let the thieves take the lead!"

"Just cast the sword in the back mountain!" After calling himself, he stomped his feet again and again. What kind of secret place, everyone knows about it, what is going on?

The group hurriedly walked in the direction of the back mountain, and the sound of weapons colliding and the cry of children were faintly heard in the night wind. A burst of abdominal pain came faintly, but after all, the mother and son were connected, and she could only endure herself.

Mi Bo and his party rushed forward with the swords in their hands held high, and the shouts of killing erupted. A black figure jumped out of the bushes next to her, it turned out to be Mama Jing, who was holding Shizi Zhaosui and her daughter Changji in her arms, and as soon as the two children saw their mother, they immediately pulled her skirt and cried loudly, choking and unspeakable. It was unbearable to call one's heart, but he also let go of his heart.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and cheers came from all around the Prime Minister's Mansion: "Xiangye

It's back—"

He's finally back! Zhaoji's heart was relieved, only to feel a sharp pain in his abdomen, his eyes were dark, and he fainted. At the moment of her fall, she clearly heard the exclamation of the female envoy beside her: "Ah! Madame------Madame is bleeding!"

Zhaoji's heart was cold, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't open them-------

I don't know how long I slept this night, and when she woke up slowly, what appeared in front of her was her husband's handsome face, full of anxiety.

"You're finally awake!" Zhao Bohu smiled with satisfaction and tucked the quilt for her intimately.

Zhaoji only felt a splitting headache, and everything that happened last night passed through his mind like a marquee, as if it were a nightmare. If it was a dream, she clearly felt the strangeness of her body, and asked softly, "I ------- what's wrong?"

Zhao Bohu shook his head and lowered his voice, "You ------ you are too hardworking, you don't even know that you are pregnant."

Zhaoji's heart tightened again, and he grabbed the corner of the mattress and asked, "How is the child------ doing?"

Zhao Bohu sighed lightly: "Don't care, madam, we already have Sui'er and Changji, and there will be more children in the future."

As soon as he let go weakly, two lines of tears slipped down his emaciated face. Zhao Bohu gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, her heart was full of apology and pity, and she didn't know what to say to comfort her wife, so she could only accompany her silently.

After a while, Zhaoji finally calmed down and remembered another thing: "Mengji, has she ------ born?"

Zhao Bohu's face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice: "I was born, and I was stillborn."

"Huh?"

Zhao Bohu walked out of Zhaoji's bedroom at dusk, and the guilt in his heart could not be relieved for a long time. As the mistress of the Prime Minister's Mansion, his wife did not enjoy happiness, but was afraid of herself, and even fought for her life, he called Bohu to owe a lot to his wife and children! In addition to sighing, he also understands that at present, everything in the house is complicated, and what he can do as a husband is to deal with all the trivial matters in one piece.

The first thing is to clean up and dispose of the inner ghost who almost killed one of his children-Ying Ji's mother and daughter. This pair of living treasures, Zhaoji is barely a family member for them, and in order to take care of Meng Ji's face, he has tolerated them again and again. I don't want them to repay virtue with grievances, it seems that "villains are afraid of power and not morality", and today we must set up a good rule for the Prime Minister's house!