The soldiers on the street were cleaning up the invaders. Su Yuanyuan was lucky, hoping that soldiers would come to rescue her.
But the three people behind him were chasing after her and were about to catch up with Su Yuanyuan.
A man was riding a white horse in front of him, his clothes were flying, and he had completely lost the gentle look he had before.
Qi Rui's eyes were sharp, and all he could see was Su Yuanyuan's frightened face.
He stretched out his arms towards Su Yuanyuan, trying to pick her up from the ground.
But at this moment, another black horse came from nowhere, almost falling from the sky. Jiang Wenzheng, dressed in black clothes, bent down to pick up Su Yuanyuan from the ground and placed it in front of the saddle.
The horse was too high and kept bumping. Su Yuanyuan was afraid that she would fall, so she hugged Jiang Wenzheng's waist tightly.
The tip of her nose was filled with the familiar temperature, and even her back was protected by his big palm. Su Yuanyuan's tense nerves finally couldn't hold on any longer. With a snap, all the grievances and fears were released.
Her face was buried in Jiang Wenzheng's chest, and she could only see what was going on outside through the narrow gap.
Jiang Wenzheng held a long sword in one hand, and a large bow hung on the horse's belly. There were many arrows in the arrow basket on the other side, which were exactly the same as the arrow that killed the Mongolian who wanted to kill her.
Not only Jiang Wenzheng, but also Jiang Xuan and Jiang Erye, as well as the group of brothers from the escort agency behind them, all came to clean up the invaders on the Mongolian grasslands.
Qi Rui didn't expect to be cut off, but after seeing Su Yuanyuan turn the corner, he felt relieved, and the horse lost its previous momentum and stayed on the same spot with disdain.
Nebula caught up from behind. Just now, His Highness seemed to have suddenly seen something and galloped away. Now he was standing here alone, with a look of loss in his eyes.
"Your Highness?"
Qi Rui slowly came back to his senses and hid his emotions when he looked at Xingyun.
When I raised my head again, my eyes had already returned to that clear state of mind, as if the worry about gains and losses just now had never appeared.
"It doesn't matter."
He pulled the reins lightly, changed direction, and walked slowly back the way he came.
Although Xingyun didn't understand what was going on with His Highness, he could see a hint of loneliness and loneliness in His Highness's back.
Su Yuanyuan, who was in Jiang Wenzheng's arms, did not see the lonely figure. She pulled on the hem of Jiang Wenzheng's clothes and said, "Wenzheng, go to the store quickly to get a stretcher to save Shen Yun! She is about to give birth!"
Jiang Wenzheng pulled the reins, picked up the horse's belly and galloped towards the shop.
Jiang Xuan and several brothers from the escort agency followed. They carried the stretcher and followed Su Yuanyuan's lead to the place where Fu Shen and his wife were hiding.
By the time people arrived, Shen Yun's labor pains had become once a minute.
Su Yuanyuan first turned her body sideways and placed the stretcher on her back. Then she turned her body over, and Shen Yun lay down on the stretcher without the pain of being carried.
Two brothers from the escort agency carried her, while Jiang Xuan and Fu Shen followed to protect her.
Su Yuanyuan and Jiang Wenzheng were leading the way ahead.
It took several people a quarter of an hour to walk the two hundred meters.
When they arrived at the drug store, Su Yuanyuan placed Shen Yun in the side hall and surrounded the side hall with curtains.
Jiang Xuan and a brother from the escort agency went to boil hot water, and Su Yuanyuan specifically asked him to boil more water.
Fu Shen was arranged to go into the side hall to accompany the childbirth.
Jiang Wenzheng and a member of the escort agency moved a chair and sat carelessly at the door. The long sword stood in front of him, and he rested his hands lazily on it.
The Mongolians passing by had bad intentions to come in, but when they saw Jiang Wenzheng's cold, ghostly eyes, they shuddered.
He looked around. The doors of other shops were closed. How could this man still dare to sit here?
Jiang Wenzheng slightly raised his lips, his smile was charming and uninhibited, as if he was provoking.
Seeing him like this, the Mongolian didn't dare to come forward anymore, so he ran away and went elsewhere.
Shen Yun's painful voice came from the side hall. Fu Shen had never seen a woman give birth before. The last time Shen Yun gave birth to two children, the midwife blocked the door because the delivery room was dirty and men could not enter. outside.
He knew that the woman had a narrow escape from childbirth and had to go to hell, but he did not know the real situation. He only knew that the child was born after standing outside the door for more than an hour.
But Su Yuanyuan wanted him to accompany her during the birth, breaking the previous rules and etiquette.
Only then did he realize what kind of painful crying he went through during childbirth.
Fu Shen's hand was held tightly by Shen Yun, and she followed the regular breathing that Su Yuanyuan taught her.
"Yun'er, don't be afraid...I'm here."
Fu Shen's heart clenched when he saw Shen Yun's painful expression.
This time the production went smoothly with Su Yuanyuan's help.
When the baby cried for the first time, both Shen Yun and Fu Shen shed tears.
Su Yuanyuan's body was covered in blood. She cleaned the baby, wrapped it in a quilt and placed it next to Shen Yun's pillow.
"She is a beautiful little girl."
The baby is a small ball, wrinkled and red, but its big eyelids are particularly conspicuous. Looking at Shen Yun and Fu Shen's eyes, it makes sense.
Su Yuanyuan covered Shen Yun with a quilt, and then pulled Jiang Wenzheng in to show him the female doll.
She clenched her clenched hand to touch the baby's little hand. Suddenly, the little hand that was still clenched into a fist suddenly opened like a small flower, and she tightly clenched the clenched fingers.
"Wen Zheng, she likes you!"
The little baby held Jiang Wenzheng's hand tightly and wouldn't let go. His little eyes rolled around, looking around, full of curiosity about the world.
However, she had just given birth and was covered in a thick layer of vernix. She looked dirty no matter how dirty she was, but Jiang Wenzheng didn't mind it and just let her hold his hand tightly.
Maybe...it's not bad to have such a little life...
She can tie two people who are not related by blood together, which is not only their bond, but also the crystallization of love.
This attack quickly subsided under the suppression of the two brothers Ye Zhixing.
At night, Qishan City once again returned to calm, and the foreign captives were tied up and lined up in a long queue, slowly walking towards the prison.
Jiang Wenzheng was also riding on a horse and watching this scene on the street.
When the brothers Ye Zhixing and Ye Zhiren saw the peaceful Su Yuanyuan in his arms, their hearts finally dropped, as long as everything was fine.
He and Jiang Wenzheng looked at each other and nodded. The Ye brothers tightened their grip on the horse's belly and accelerated their pace.
Su Yuanyuan looked at the captive wearing a sheepskin coat and asked Jiang Wenzheng quietly, "Is this a Mongolian?"
Jiang Wenzheng shook his head and looked at the captives, "No, the grassland Zibei tribe."
The people of Nalahaci.
It's just that he once signed a treaty with Daqi, but now he launches an attack on the border of Daqi. Is it possible that he is breaking his promise?
