"Master, can you still hold on?"

The waiter who was responsible for taking care of Ran Mofeng went out of the tent to get the brazier and hot water and came back, lighting the sparks and placing the brazier on the stove.

She was pregnant in ten months, and nine months was the time of danger. Ran Mofeng nodded to express that she was fine. She wore a loose beige robe with a big belly and was supported by a waiter while sitting by the charcoal stove to keep warm.

"Your Majesty, it's true. My master is due to give birth in about ten days. How can your Majesty lead troops to attack the city and leave your master alone at this juncture?"

The waiter filled his hands with charcoal and complained endlessly for Ran Mofeng.[

'Your Majesty is a person who does important things. How can I take responsibility for your Majesty's national affairs? Don't mention this again in the future, do you understand?'

Ran Mofeng wrote in the waiter's hand that people around him were not allowed to speak ill of Leng Yuhan.

Who said Yan'er doesn't care about herself?

Who says Yan'er doesn't take care of herself?

"Mo Feng, I have left two hundred thousand female soldiers to protect you and the emperor. You must be careful, do you understand?"

"Mo Feng, don't listen to anyone, don't believe what anyone says, do you understand?"

"Mo Feng, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to leave the military camp. This is a military order!"

"Mo Feng, protect yourself and the emperor, and wait for this king to come back!"

"We must wait for this king to come back!"

"We must wait for this king to come back!!!"

Why do you say that? Why do you have such a strong expression?

Ran Mofeng had not forgotten Leng Yuhan's numerous instructions to him when he left, nor had he forgotten the fear and panic when Leng Yuhan hugged him tightly and wanted to crush him into pieces before setting off.

Will Yaner be okay?

Ran Mofeng recalled the inseparable look on Leng Yuhan's face, but he didn't pay attention to the tiny charcoal particle with sparks that suddenly rolled out of the stove.

The charcoal particles rolled onto the hem of Ran Mofeng's robe and burned with a roar, sending up thick white smoke.

"Oh, it's on fire! Master, it's on fire!"

The waiter who noticed the white smoke quickly slapped the flames that burned quickly and screamed.

When the waiter called out to him, Ran Mofeng was startled to find a hot spot rising inexplicably on his leg, climbing up his body along his knee.

"Uh! Uh!"[

Ran Mofeng pointed anxiously at the water basin on the stove and kept making signaling sounds in his mouth. He didn't dare to move even if he wanted to. He could only watch the white smoke around him getting bigger and thicker.

"Master, be patient. This water may be a little hot!"

Ignoring the scalding temperature of the basin, the waiter gritted his teeth and ruthlessly picked up the basin and poured it on Ran Mofeng's burned hem.

"Ugh!"

The hot water extinguished the source of the fire, and water droplets splashed in all directions, with some of them jumping onto Ran Mofeng's calf. Ran Mofeng raised his head and groaned, biting his lip to endure the pain in his leg.

"Master, I will help you sit on the platform first, and then go to the injury camp to get you some medicine for your burns."

The waiter was so frightened that his hands and feet were unsteady. He helped Ran Mofeng sit back on the bed and hurriedly ran out of the tent to find medicine.

As soon as the waiter disappeared from the tent, a man in green clothes with an extremely feminine face and a bit of evil between his brows walked into the tent.

"Seventh Prince, long time no see!"

The man's feminine and demonic voice reached Ran Mofeng's ears. Ran Mofeng recognized the owner of this voice, Liu Rumei, the third son of the Liu family.

Why is he here? Shouldn't he be in the outer city?

Could it be the fire that was lit just now?

Ran Mofeng looked at the man in front of him with evil intentions in surprise, and subconsciously covered his lower abdomen.

"Haha, Rumei deserves to be damned. He actually forgot that the Seventh Prince is a disabled person and cannot speak."

Liu Rumei glanced at Ran Mofeng's high belly, a look of disgust and disdain on her feminine face.

"This kid

Liu Rumei took two steps closer and was only inches away from Ran Mofeng.

"Ugh!"

Isolated and helpless, Ran Mofeng stretched out his arms to block Liu Rumei's body, preventing him from getting closer.

"Haha! It is indeed that bitch's. Seventh Prince, Mei'er has been in love with you since childhood and has protected you again and again. It's okay if you don't pity her and love her. But, how can you even be a man?

You don’t have any self-esteem anymore? You want to conceive and give birth to a child for a woman? I feel sick just thinking about it!”

When Liu Rumei was a child, she felt that Ran Mofeng was cowardly and incompetent and unworthy of occupying such a noble status as a prince. Unexpectedly, Ran Mofeng would still be like this when he grew up. He didn't even dare to react with anger when he was humiliated. Alas

, it really tarnished the royal bloodline.

Ran Mofeng listened to Liu Rumei's sinister tone of voice and looked nervously at Liu Rumei's sigh of regret.[

"Two options, follow me voluntarily, or wait until I peel off your belly, cripple that woman and kidnap you?"

Without giving Ran Mofeng much time to chat, Liu Rumei looked at Ran Mofeng with a smile, evil eyes flashing in his eyes.

Ran Mofeng stiffened up instantly. With Ran Mofeng's skills, it was more than enough to escape in front of Liu Rumei. However, that would be at the expense of the child in her belly. Ran Mofeng could not imagine such an unbearable result.
Chapter completed!