After the princess was reborn, she kissed the ruthless kidnapper

Chapter 185: Brother Mo, who used to be carefree, has become weaker in combat after joining the army

The Lin family father and daughter were dragged out, and Shen Changle, with the help of Xuanque, opened the golden cage with his own hands.

Holding the stomach, he bent over and went in.

Looking at Jiang Ci'an with a pale face and furrowed brows, she couldn't help but shed tears.

She raised her hand to touch the side of his cold face and whispered his name.

"Ci'an, I'm late..."

Jiang Ci'an's hearing was also fading, but when he felt the gentle touch, he still raised his eyebrows slightly, opened his cloudy eyes, tilted his head slightly, and moved his thin lips slightly.

Although he couldn't make any sound, Shen Changle knew...

He recognized her!

She held his hand, placed it on her warm, small face, and gently rubbed his palm.

"It's me, I'm Changle..."

Jiang Ci'an frowned and groped downwards with his injured hand.

Finally, he stopped at her bulging belly and breathed a sigh of relief.

He held the person tightly in his arms.

Changle...

Finally waiting for you!

I want to die in your arms...

I didn't break my promise.

Shen Changle felt extremely distressed and signaled Mo Qingfeng and the others to carry him out carefully.

Jiang Ci'an felt very insecure in the dark.

He held Shen Changle's hand throughout the whole journey and did not let go even after getting on the carriage.

"Ci'an, it's okay, don't be afraid..."

Shen Changle took his pulse, determined the detoxification plan, and then unbuttoned his white clothes to check his injuries.

Sure enough, several wounds had festered and the blood was purple-black.

Lu Mingchao's weapon was poisoned!

I really don't know how Ci'an managed to run so far with such serious injuries...

She leaned down and kissed the side of his face gently.

Jiang Ci'an couldn't see or hear clearly.

But I also felt her soft lips and warm breath...

His thin lips moved slightly, and he raised his hand to hold her in his arms.

Holding it in my arms, I feel very safe.

The carriage traveled for several hours before returning to the border town.

Shen Changle didn't have time to rest. He prepared the antidote and fed it to him.

After taking Jiang Ci'an's pulse, I found that there was indeed some relief, but internal conditioning is always slow.

I was just worrying about how to prepare some external application medicine to make it work faster, but then I heard Qian Xiaojin report from outside the tent -

"Your Highness, the scouts reported that there is no trace of Lu Mingchao among Yue's troops."

"No trace of Lu Mingchao?"

He is not in Yue Jun’s camp?

Then where will he go?

Suddenly remembering something, she called for pen and ink.

I picked up my pen and wrote home, asking whether the emperor's uncle had arrived in Beijing and what the situation was like there.

I handed it to the postman to send it back, feeling uneasy.

Only when I returned to the bed and looked at the person lying peacefully in it did I feel a moment of peace.

Jiang Ci'an's hearing gradually recovered, and he also heard Qian Xiaojin's report.

He knew what Shen Changle was worried about, so he raised his hand and touched her belly to comfort her.

"Ci'an, can you hear us clearly?"

Shen Changle asked in surprise when he saw his reaction.

Jiang Ci'an twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded slightly.

Shen Changle was overjoyed. He followed the oral prescription and discussed with the military doctor to prepare an antidote for external application on the wound.

After a few days of rest, Jiang Ci'an's eyesight finally recovered.

At least I can communicate with Shen Changle through writing.

【Changle, you have worked hard.】

Shen Changle leaned in his arms and gently rubbed his chin.

"As long as you're okay, my hard work doesn't matter."

Jiang Ci'an put his arm around her shoulders and gently stroked her long hair.

Then he wrote on the paper:

【It’s great to see you again. 】

"Silly boy, I'm here and nothing will happen to you!"

Shen Changle took his hand and placed it on her belly.

"The baby is also waiting for you to accompany him to practice calligraphy and teach him martial arts."

Jiang Ci'an curled his lips into a smile and nodded.

[How is Laojiu? ]

"Ah, right!"

When Shen Changle saw him asking Lao Jiu, he suddenly remembered something, got up from the bed, and tied his hair in front of the mirror.

"I've got a surprise for you."

Then he called Xuanque in.

"Xuan Que, tell Jiu Xing that Ci An can see him now."

Jiang Ci'an looked at her in confusion and wrote on the paper:

[Is Laojiu okay? ]

"He wasn't seriously injured to begin with. Although the bruises all over his body looked scary, they were only superficial injuries. He didn't injure his bones or lungs."

Jiang Ci'an nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, Zhu Jiuxing entered the tent with the help of Mo Qingfeng and Hu Ya.

As soon as he saw Jiang Ci'an leaning on the bed, he started howling.

"Second brother! Second brother, you're finally okay... If anything happens to you, I'll be the one to blame!"

He threw himself on Jiang Ci'an, crying and sobbing.

But Jiang Ci'an pushed him away with disgust.

She frowned at him and waved her hand gently, signaling him to stay away.

"Brother...you don't know how worried I am these past few days since my sister-in-law didn't let us see you. I've been thinking about you all the time...Brother, why don't you say anything?"

In order to avoid shaking the morale of the army, Shen Changle blocked the news of Jiang Ci'an's poisoning.

Except for the few people present that day, the rest of the people were unaware of the situation.

Jiang Ci'an pursed his lips and wrote perfunctorily on the paper:

My throat hurts.

"Second brother, what did you write? I can't understand... You, you won't be able to speak from now on, right? Second brother! My second brother..."

He cried so sadly that if you didn't know, you would think Jiang Ci'an had already gone far away.

Hearing the twitching of Shen Changle's eyes, he hurriedly pulled Zhu Jiuxing aside.

"Your second brother is fine. He just has a temporary problem with his throat. He's been taking medicine these days and will be fine after some time."

"really?"

Jiang Ci'an nodded with a headache.

Shen Changle comforted Zhu Jiuxing and walked to the bedside.

"Ci'an, look, who is this?"

Jiang Ci'an looked in the direction of her finger and saw Hu Ya arguing with Mo Qingfeng.

He sat up in surprise, opened his mouth, and looked at Shen Changle weakly.

Without him even having to write, she knew what he wanted to ask: why is Hu Ya here?

He smiled and replied:

"Not only Hu Ya, the old boss is here too."

When Hu Ya heard them talking about her, she pushed Mo Qingfeng away and strode forward.

But he was pulled back by Mo Qingfeng.

"If you have anything to say, just say it here. Why are you getting so close?"

"What do you care? I haven't seen Brother Ci'an for so long, what's wrong with me going over to see him?"

"Keep your distance from His Highness. This is the most basic respect!"

The two argued endlessly, and Zhu Jiuxing turned around and complained:

"Alright, you two! You're always making noise wherever you go! There's never a moment of peace and quiet..."

They clearly don't like each other, yet they insist on getting together!"

Mo Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and gave Hu Ya a cold look.

"'Take good care of Brother Nine's injuries', this is His Highness's order."

Hu Ya refused to accept.

"Brother Jiu, we've known each other for years! Who the hell do you think you are? Compared to me, you're not even a booger!"

"You...you are just being unreasonable!"

"So what? If you don't agree, let's fight—"

Shen Changle and Jiang Ci'an: ...

Brother Mo, who has always been a carefree person, has become less capable of fighting after joining the army!