After the princess was reborn, she kissed the ruthless kidnapper

"Uncle, you..."

Shen Changle was surprised.

and so……

The emperor's uncle had already contacted An Guo on his way to the border town?

She lowered her eyes and was dazed for a moment.

I can't help but think of...

When she once told Jiang Ci'an that the emperor's uncle was devoted to the country and would never harm the emperor, he asked her a question:

"So how did he treat you?"

I didn’t feel anything before, but now…

Jiang Ci'an noticed her depression and raised his hand to gently hold hers.

Shen Changle forced himself to cheer up and turned to look at him.

she knows……

He was the one who made the greatest sacrifice in this matter.

"Farewell..."

Jiang Ci'an pulled her to the bedside and wrote on a piece of paper.

[Don't be afraid, I'll come back to help you once I can borrow some soldiers.]

What he actually wanted to write was, come back to pick you up.

But he didn't know...

If he had to break his oath and return to Anguo, would Changle be willing to go with him?

"it is good."

Shen Changle didn't want him to worry, so she hugged his neck and rubbed it gently in his arms.

Shen Tingyu, who had been keeping silent with his eyes down, saw that they had been communicating via text. He realized it later and asked in surprise:

"What's wrong with your throat?"

Shen Changle let go of Jiang Ci'an's neck and remained depressed.

Seeing that she ignored Shen Tingyu, Jiang Ci'an answered on the paper:

[He was plotted against by Lu Mingchao and poisoned.]

He thought for a moment with his brows lowered, then wrote quickly with just a few strokes.

[Changle, do you have any strong medicine? I must be completely well before the Anguo envoy arrives.]

Shen Changle hesitated for a moment, then raised his eyes awkwardly:

"Yes, there are, but if the drug is too strong, it might cause adverse reactions, such as diarrhea, vomiting, or even high fever and fainting."

【No problem. 】

Although he never said it.

But Shen Changle and Shen Tingyu both knew what he was thinking——

As a bargaining chip in negotiations with An Guo, a healthy heir can gain more military support.

but……

"Ci'an, I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

She couldn't help but hug him, her voice choked with sobs.

He was said to be her prince consort, but he got nothing in return and had to give and sacrifice all the time.

At this point, he was even asked to break his oath and go back to abandon Anguo, the country that expelled him!

"Ci'an, you actually... don't have to do this."

As long as he said he didn't want to, she could think of other ways!

She can go and exchange for the emperor's brother!

It’s not like she hasn’t dealt with Lu Mingchao before…

But how could Jiang Ci'an bear to do that?

He would rather suffer himself than watch his little princess put herself in danger!

He hugged Shen Changle tightly and stroked her back gently.

Seeing that she was in a low mood, he deliberately tried to make her laugh:

[Don't cry. I'm going back to be the emperor, not a prisoner. This is a great thing, and others would love to have it. Why are you crying?]

Shen Changle's vision blurred. Looking at his forced smile, she wiped away her tears and nodded slightly.

I know that although he looks calm, he must be very nervous inside.

She took the wolf-hair brush from his hand, and her beautiful handwriting appeared on the paper:

[Then I won’t be a princess anymore. I’ll be your queen.]

Changle...

Jiang Ci'an's heart, which had been empty, was suddenly filled by her.

Changle knew his anxiety and fear, and calmed his panic.

He raised his hand and took her into his arms, their two hearts tightly pressed together...

Seeing this, Shen Tingyu quietly left the tent.

My mood is as gloomy as the gray sky.

Even if Changle doesn't blame him for making such a decision, what about Changning?

If Changning knew that he had personally sent Changle to Anguo...

Will kill him!

what……

Anxious...

Inside the tent, Shen Changle looked at Shen Tingyu who was standing alone, and lowered her eyelashes with mixed feelings.

Whispering:

"Uncle Emperor... must be very sad."

Jiang Ci'an put his arm around her waist and gently stroked her belly.

After a long silence, he picked up the pen and wrote a sentence.

【People always have to bear the consequences of their choices. 】

Shen Changle traced his writing, leaned in his arms and asked him:

"Ci'an, will you blame him?"

Jiang Ci'an shook his head.

He held her hand and led her fingertips around the words "Your Choice" on the paper.

He means...

It was his own choice to return to Anguo to borrow troops to rescue Shen Changning.

"Ci'an, thank you."

Shen Changle pressed his forehead against his and spoke in a soft voice.

Jiang Ci stroked her long hair, smiling without saying a word.

According to his request, Shen Changle gradually increased the dosage of the medicine.

The effect is indeed significant, but the side effects are also obviously more serious.

From a little discomfort at the beginning to vomiting continuously later.

Shen Changle was heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do.

He wouldn't let me stop taking the medicine.

All I can do is stay by his side all the time...

It wasn't until midnight that Jiang Ci'an finally felt better.

Shen Changle fed him some tranquilizer and he fell asleep peacefully.

She had just taken off her makeup and hair, and was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief...

Leaning against him, stroking her belly, her breathing gradually became heavier.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, she was woken up by Jiang Ci'an's scalding heat.

She propped herself up and felt the warmth of Jiang Ci'an's forehead.

I have a fever indeed...

She hurriedly got out of bed and called Xuanque in.

"Xuanque! Go get a basin of ice water!"

After the cold water was brought, she ordered:

"Let the military doctors research and see if there's a good way to quickly reduce his fever without conflicting with the medication."

"Yes."

Xuanque exits.

Shen Changle held the handkerchief and wiped his body bit by bit.

Looking at the layers of wounds on his heaving chest, I felt a pang of heartache again.

Farewell...

You suffered for the sake of Qi...

Hold on!

The war is over, and we still have decades of good days ahead of us.

Basin after basin of warm water was replaced and ice water was brought up.

Jiang Ci'an tossed and turned for the entire night and didn't wake up until dawn.

The high fever hasn't subsided yet, and the breath I exhale burns my hands...

"Ci'an, you're awake. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shen Changle asked with concern in a heavy nasal tone.

Looking at her haggard appearance, Jiang Ci'an shook his head with heartache.

He endured the pain in his limbs and forced himself to sit up.

He opened his thin lips and called her name tentatively.

"...Chang, Le."

My throat hurts.

But finally I can make a sound.

This way, I won't have to worry about being speechless when meeting with the Anguo envoy...

Seeing his reluctant look, Shen Changle hurriedly covered his lips with his hand.

"Don't rush to speak. Your throat must still be sore. Let it rest for a few days."

Jiang Ci'an nodded, lifted her hand and placed it on the side of his face.

Gently stick to it and rub it.

It’s cool and comfortable...

Suddenly remembering something, he opened his eyes and looked at the basin of water with ice cubes floating in it beside the bed, and frowned.

Look up at her.

He held her hands, which had red joints, in his hands and warmed them with his breath.

Full of love and care.

Shen Changle is still hiding it from her.

"Don't worry, I have Xuanque and Baizhi to help me."

My hands are red...

He didn't believe it.

His big head leaned into Shen Changle's neck, and he had a little selfish thought that he couldn't express.

He hoped that the Anguo envoy would arrive later so that his injury could heal later.

I really want to...

Stay with her longer...