All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

"Will not……"

Bu Ji interrupted him, walked up to him and helped him up from the bed, then took a pillow and placed it behind him.

"Eat the meal first, and you'll be fine in a few days."

She comforted Li Ji and at the same time comforted herself.

Li Ji took a look at what she was holding, a simple ceramic bowl filled with thin rice porridge with a few drops of sesame oil floating on the surface.

"Is this what you eat outside?"

He suddenly asked Bu Ji.

Bu Ji thought he was disgusted and coaxed him.

"There will be a village fair tomorrow. There should be meat for sale. I'll go buy some. You can just make do with what you have today."

Fortunately, Prince Xing was generous and asked his maid to give her priceless hairpins when she was dressing up. She took them off and put them in her package, which she could exchange for some meat at the village market tomorrow.

It would be even better if there was a restaurant. Her cooking skills were not very good and she was afraid that the food she made would not suit Li Ji's taste.

"I'm asking you."

"I can eat anything, but you can't."

Li Ji had a serious face and a worried tone.

Bu Ji smiled faintly, sat beside the bed and fed him porridge, and said.

"It's okay. I've taken a lot of supplements in the past few months, and the children have grown exceptionally large. The imperial physician also said that I should eat less, so it's a good idea to eat lighter now so that it will be easier to give birth when the time comes."

Li Ji touched her belly with his hand and asked earnestly.

"How many months?"

Bu Ji was stunned and stopped scooping porridge with the spoon in his hand.

He even forgot how many months his child was. It seemed that what the bailiff said was true and he would gradually forget everything.

"She's due in a month."

Li Ji nodded and retracted his hand. He felt pain on his back again. He looked at the wound on his back in the bronze mirror. It was not serious for him, but for some reason, his body was very weak and his brain was not working well. There were always some things he could not remember.

"That means it's nine months. No, it should be eight months. Twins will be born earlier."

She was pregnant with twins, or so he just heard from Bu Ji, otherwise he wouldn't have remembered.

"Let me ask you, what did the bailiffs say to you on the road the day before yesterday?"

"Why did you suddenly want to go with them willingly?"

Li Ji suddenly asked something that had nothing to do with horses and cows, but was extremely serious, forcing Bu Ji to think deeply before answering.

"They said they were going to take you to see a doctor."

"Who is qualified to treat my wound? No need. I'll be healed in less than three days after using the special golden medicine."

"Then we can leave here and return to..."

He couldn't remember where he went back to.

Li Ji frowned and thought hard, and his heart suddenly hurt so much that he coughed repeatedly. Bu Ji panicked again and stroked his chest repeatedly.

"Go back to the capital."

"Yes, back to the capital."

After a while, Bu Ji heard Li Ji panting and speaking again.

"Ask the old man tomorrow if you can borrow a boat in this small village."

"Leaving tomorrow?"

Bu Ji asked doubtfully, suddenly remembering what the old woman said.

"Do you want to seek medical treatment in the mountains over the gorge?"

Li Ji sneered and shook his head, coughed twice before speaking, grabbing Bu Ji's arm and sitting on the head of the bed.

"No, let's go back."

"What if we run into King Xing's men?"

Bu Ji's tone became anxious, Li Ji said suddenly.

"Even if I, Li Ji, die, I will not die in their hands."

But wouldn't it be more likely to run into King Xing's men if we go back? Bu Ji really couldn't understand what Li Ji said.

"Ah Jiao, remember, tomorrow you must borrow a carriage or a boat, and we will go all the way back. You can find a small village to settle down in about seven days."

Li Ji was calculating the time schedule, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows made his pale face look even redder.

Bu Ji was confused and felt uneasy. It seemed that Li Ji had told him everything.

"You'll be fine..."

Bu Ji tried to persuade him but was given a sidelong glance by Li Ji.

"I know my own body well, just remember what I say."

"Got it, let's eat first."

Bu Ji raised the rice spoon and stopped again. He walked to the side and poured a cup of hot tea. He blew it at his lips as usual until it was warm. Then he scooped up a spoonful of tea and handed it to Li Ji's mouth. However, he found that Li Ji did not drink it and felt a little strange. When he was about to ask a question, he saw Li Ji staring at him deeply. Bu Ji's face was slightly amnestied.

"what happened?"

Li Ji lowered his eyes and drank the tea, his voice hollow and hoarse.

"No matter if my illness gets worse or not, I can't stop before seven days. Only in this way can we survive."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Bu Ji didn't understand their political tactics, so he just did whatever he was told to do. From what he said, it seemed like he had been thinking about it for a long time.

Li Ji drank the hot tea and repeated it several times as if he was afraid that she would forget.

Bu Ji responded every time and patiently said the same thing to him.

He was not afraid that she would forget, but he himself always forgot what he said, and was afraid that he had not said it, so he kept repeating it over and over again.

It was rare for Li Ji to talk so much, Bu Ji felt very sorry for him.

In the past, she saw everyone as NPCs in the game, including Li Ji and Wang Huai. They were like predetermined characters, and the things they did every day were prescribed, like mindless puppets or clockwork figures in a crystal ball.

But now, looking at Li Ji who was so weak, he suddenly came alive, like a living person like her.

That night, Li Ji endured the pain and fell asleep, holding the woman tightly in his arms.

Bu Ji couldn't sleep, so he tilted his head to look at him, and only dozed off for a while when it was dawn.

At daybreak, an old woman was feeding chickens and ducks in the yard when she heard a commotion.

Bu Ji came out of the house and asked the old man to borrow a boat. He gave him some small change, which was found on the bodies of the yamen runners who were crushed to death by rocks. The simple villagers who chopped wood thought that those yamen runners were their subordinates, so they gave all the silver to Bu Ji.

After a while, the old man came back.

The ferryman outside the village was his good friend. When he knew that two strangers wanted to use the boat, he didn't even charge them money and said they could use the boat as they pleased, no matter where they wanted to go.

Bu Ji thanked the old man again and again. Li Ji was able to get out of bed and walk around. The wound on his back healed quickly. The golden medicine was indeed effective.

It’s just that external injuries are easy to treat, but internal injuries are difficult to treat.

The snake venom in his body was still taking effect, and he always forgot what he had said and done.

"Are you leaving now? Why don't you go to the mountain and take a look?"

The old man anxiously sent them to the ferry, and handed Bu Ji some hometown dishes made by his wife.

"I encountered misfortune during this visit to the doctor. I must report this to my family when I return."

Li Ji replied politely.