Crossing the grassland, the rough general, please set me free

That night, Bumtai was drunk as usual and came back supported by Natu'a.

Seeing this, Ronghui hurried forward to help.

Ai Ronggaowa had long been accustomed to it and sat there without moving.

Looking at him, my heart was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

He just ordered the servants to serve Bumtai.

"Natu'a, if the eldest prince gets drunk in the future, you can take him to another tent instead of forcing him to come here."

"what?"

Natu'a was stunned for a moment, and only after a while did she utter a word, "Yes, Princess."

Ai Ronggaowa's heart tightened for a moment, and even the people around him knew how reluctant he was.

After everyone has exited,

The tent was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Ai Ronggaowa walked to the felt couch and looked at the sleeping person, his rosy and handsome face and broad chest.

No matter what kind of woman sees this look, her heart will be moved.

Wasn't it because of his handsomeness that I fell for him?

"Water? Water? Natuah, water?"

Bumtai felt hot in his sleep and murmured while pulling at his clothes on his chest.

Ai Ronggaowa sighed deeply, retracted her gaze, walked to the table and poured him a glass of water.

Back to the felt couch, because of his big belly, it was a little difficult to help him up, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"Here's the water, drink it."

When Bumtai heard the sound, he slowly opened his eyes and saw Airong Gaowa standing close to him. His body instinctively pushed the person away.

"what."

Ai Ronggaowa lost his balance and stumbled and fell to the ground.

My stomach tightened instantly, followed by waves of pain.

At this time, Bumtai was half sober. Seeing the painful expression on her face, she sat on the ground holding her stomach.

I felt a little flustered.

Although I don't like her, the child is mine after all.

Servants came in and out in a panic.

Suyala and Eliman who received the news also rushed over.

"What happened? Why do I have a stomachache when it's not even my due date?"

Facing her question, Bumutai said apologetically, "It's all my fault. I was careless and pushed her by mistake."

"Push her?" Hearing this, Su Yala's voice instantly became higher. "She is pregnant with your child, how could you hit her?"

"Madam, now is not the time to pursue this. Let's go see our daughter first." Eliman held his wife and looked at Bumtai with dissatisfaction.

The military doctor was brought over by Natu'a and carefully examined Ai Ronggaowa.

Bumtai frowned and looked at the woman with a painful expression on the felt couch. He did not speak and just sat quietly aside.

The military doctor's expression became more and more serious. After a while, he stood up and walked to his side.

"My Lord, this is a sign of premature labor for the princess."

"Premature birth? What about the baby? Will the baby be in danger?" Bumtai asked in a deep voice.

Thinking that this happened because I pushed her, a trace of guilt flashed through my heart.

"I'll go get someone ready to deliver the princess."

"Okay, I'll make sure they're safe."

"Yes, I will do my best."

When she heard him say "mother and child are safe", Ai Ronggaowa's already frozen heart cracked a little bit.

Bumtai did not stay in the tent for long and went straight back to his own tent.

Now he was fully awake, looking at everything in the tent with mixed feelings.

Until the middle of the night,

The servant came hurriedly to announce the good news,

"My Lord, the princess gave birth to a little prince. Both mother and child are safe."

I was relieved to hear that Ai Ronggaowa gave birth to the baby safely.

It's only right and reasonable that I should go over and say a few polite words.

. . . . .

In the other tent, Suyala and Eri were immersed in the joy of having a grandson.

Ai Ronggaowa suffered a lot during childbirth and was now exhausted, so she closed her eyes to rest.

Seeing Bumtai coming in, Suyala forgot her previous displeasure and quickly walked up to him with the child in her arms.

"My Lord, look! It's a big fat boy."

Bumtai looked at the baby in the cradle. His skin was dark and he looked exactly like Arong Gaowa.

I didn't inherit any of it, and Eriman was still watching from the side.

He reached out and took the child in his arms, walked to the felt couch with a smile, and said gently, "Thank you for your hard work, Princess."

Hearing Bumtai's voice, Airong Gaowa slowly opened her eyes and found that he was looking at her tenderly.

The weakness after childbirth and the care of those around her melted the frozen wall of her heart instantly.

Children are the bond between husband and wife. Maybe Bumtai has figured it out.

He pulled out an arc with force, "Prince, please choose a name for our child."

"Hmm. Let me think about it. You should rest well first. I will arrange for someone to take care of you and the child."

Bumtai held the child in the tent for a long time until Eliman and his wife left.

Then he handed the child to the wet nurse beside him, gave her some instructions, and left the tent.

Along the way, he didn't feel the joy of being a father for the first time.

Natu'a followed beside him and saw that his master looked unhappy, but he did not interrupt.

Just stay with me quietly...

. . . . . . . .

Bahrain Department.

After several days of preparation, Lin Shu had packed all the luggage for his family of three into two wooden boxes.

Yan Lie specially had a large carriage made, and an extension was made at the back to specifically hold the wooden boxes.

The carriage is thickly cushioned.

Lin Shu asked Dunzhu what she thought and said that if she didn't want to leave, he would give her a generous dowry.

Dunzhu said with a smile,

"Madam, I've known this for a long time. I was worried that you wouldn't take me with you. In my heart, I've always considered you and the general family. Wherever you go, I'll go."

Lin Shu excitedly held her hand.

"Dunzhu, I can't bear to leave you either. You are the first friend I met here. Now you are willing to leave with us, that's great. We don't have to separate anymore."

One morning, a carriage quietly drove out of the Balin tribe under the escort of Bu Re and his group.

In the carriage, Dunzhu looked at the tribe that was gradually moving away. "Madam, Miss Zhuoma has been coming here every day these days. She must be sad to see you not here today."

Lin Shu held his son in his arms and sighed deeply.

"I know. If everyone cries when they meet, it will only make things worse. It will get better after a while. Meeting and parting are the most painful things."

At this time, Yan Lie slowed down his horse and ran to the carriage.

"Shu'er, it's still early, you should rest for a while."

"it is good."

Yan Lie grinned, reminded the driver a few words, and ran back to the front of the team.

"Drive, drive, drive."

The sound of whips and shouts echoed in the air,

Lin Shu looked at the endless green ocean. Under the azure sky, a gentle breeze blew over, and the grass waves rolled one after another.

Such a beautiful scenery will probably be hard to see again in the future. . . .