Author: Youlin

The mother-in-law nodded feebly with tears in her eyes.

Shen Qing pressed the mother's belly with one hand and exerted slight pressure.

"Ah..." Following her movements, the mother-in-law screamed heartbreakingly.

The scene in front of him was so familiar. Following the shouting, Shen Qing was in a trance for a moment.

"Okay, I said one, two, three. As soon as your stomach hurts, you start to exert strength." Under her guidance, the mother endured the pain and exerted all her strength during contractions.

Not long after, she saw the baby's head emerging from the birth canal.

She dragged the baby out. The baby's whole body was purple and he was suffering from hypoxia due to being in the womb for a long time.

She quickly turned the child sideways, cleaned the fluid from his mouth, and then performed a series of rescue operations.

The old woman on the side looked at all this nervously. The mother did not hear the baby's cry, and she was so anxious that she was about to cry. She kept asking anxiously: "How is it, how is it, why doesn't the baby cry?"

Shen Qing did not suffer any interference from the outside world and devoted herself wholeheartedly to rescuing the child.

It wasn't until the baby started crying that she breathed a sigh of relief.

The newborn cried weakly twice at first, and then the crying became louder and louder.

The old woman rushed over and took the child from her hands.

Shen Qing stood there with a stunned look on her face. Her hands were covered in blood, but she didn't care. She stared at the crying baby.

The sealed memories opened the gate valve and flooded towards her, and the lost memory fragments kept emerging in her mind.

She began to murmur uncontrollably: "Yi'er, my Yi'er."

Two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

She...remembered...everything, everything.

She stretched out her hand to support her belly. The belly was so flat that it did not look like a pregnant person, but she was sure that she had given birth to life here...

Her translator, and her...

She was trembling all over...

The old woman came over to kowtow to her with her infant baby in her arms. Seeing that she didn't respond, she looked up and saw that her body, which was still fine, softened and she fell to the ground.

The old woman stepped forward to take a look and saw that the man had fainted.

The old woman was frightened and quickly called her son in from outside the house. The mother and son worked together to help him up.

It was already dawn when we sent the person to the camp. Everyone was surprised to find that Dr. Shen was actually a girl. Thanks to Dashi's quick reaction, he quickly carried the person back to the house.

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Yicheng, as a city that could be retreated, defended, and advanced, could be attacked, did bring many difficulties to Chengjun's siege.

After more than a month of bloody fighting, in which Chengjun suffered numerous casualties, he finally captured Yicheng.

After the smoke, Yicheng was in a mess, and many of the towers were in ruins, which was saddening.

Zhao Yan stood high on the tower, quietly looking at the city, watching the soldiers coming and going to clean the battlefield.

He stood condescendingly, watching the corpses being carried out one after another. The wind whistled in his ears, and it seemed that the fighting sounds of these dead soldiers were screaming in his ears.

Mo Yun led his men to count the number of casualties and war resources, and came to the city wall. He saw that the armor of the man standing high on the city wall was stained with blood.

Mo Yun couldn't help but recall the thrill of the siege, and couldn't help but feel lingering fear.

He stepped forward and reported to the man the casualties of our enemy's troops, as well as the number of enemy prisoners, and said: "Seeing that the situation was over, the deposed prince led several concubines and hanged them in his residence."

Zhao Yan looked at him and asked, "Where is Li Chang?"

Mo Yun lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "That thief is very cunning. When he saw that the city could not be defended, he left the people in the city and led a group of soldiers to run away through the secret passage."

Hearing this, Zhao Yan's lips curled up slightly: "Yicheng has fallen, and this traitor is at the end of his rope. Don't let him have a chance to breathe. Send my military order and send 500 elite soldiers to pursue him with all his strength."

"Yes!" Mo Yun took the order and just turned around, meeting Qi Jing who was walking up the stairs. The two nodded and Qi Jing came to Zhao Yan and presented a letter from home with both hands.

"Your Highness, this is a letter from the second master of Huaicheng High School who hastened to deliver it. Please read it."

Zhao Yan was slightly startled: "Is it sent by Ji Jing's order?"

"yes!"

Zhao Yan took the letter from home. The signature of the letter was indeed Gao Jijing's, and the seal of the letter was stamped with the seal of his mausoleum palace.

He opened the envelope, took out the letter inside, unfolded it and read it.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Mausoleum personally...

Zhao Yan stood on the city wall, the wind blowing so hard that the paper in his hand kept fluttering. There were not many words in the letter, but he reported to him Feng's various evil deeds in the simplest words.

Feng had an affair with a monk from a certain temple, and the two secretly lived in Chencang for several years. According to his close maid, Feng became pregnant with their child during this period.

The following line of words moved him.

"According to the investigation, the Princess had no intention of aborting the baby. Feng asked the Princess for the bowl of abortion medicine. After the Princess was imprisoned, Mrs. Feng was afraid of the scandal, so she bribed the jailer to drug the Princess. All of this was done by Feng.

The seal confirmed it."

After reading it, Zhao Yan's face was awe-inspiring. He slowly folded the family letter in his hand and put it into the lapel of his clothes...

After the war, the people stayed behind closed doors, and the whole city was completely silent. That day, the city gate suddenly opened wide, and a man and a horse rushed out of the Yicheng city gate. This horse passed several Chengjun outposts, but no one dared to do so.

Stepping forward to intercept and interrogate, it's like entering a deserted place...

At night, Shen Qing washed his face, sat on the couch and combed his hair.

Since that day when she went to the village to deliver a baby, her memory recovered and her daughter's identity was exposed.

The people in the camp treated her with a mixture of respect and alienation. Naturally, fewer people came to see her for medical treatment.

She became more relaxed.

Even Dashi was no longer as close to her as before. When he saw her, his eyes were evasive, and he didn't know where to move his hands and feet.

But Shen Qing knew that even so, he would still stay close to her, appear when she was in need, and take good care of her daily life.

This... is enough.

After all, in this Dacheng, the gap between men and women cannot be broken easily.

As he was combing his hair slowly, the candlelight in the room suddenly went out, and the surroundings were pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers.

She was afraid of the cold, so the doors and windows were tightly closed. Where did the evil wind come from? Shen Qing stood up and shouted twice outside: "Dashi..., Dashi..."

But she didn't get a response for a long time. The place where Dashi lived was adjacent to her bedroom. As long as she made the slightest movement, Dashi would ask outside the door, fearing that something might happen to her.

I even shouted several times but got no response.
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