A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 385 Lang Mo, Am I gaining weight?

Jiang Qing understood.

The catapult was very appetizing to Langmo, recalling the huge beast bodies of the men in his mind.

Jiang Qing's head was full of black lines, and she felt dripping with cold sweat.

"The stones have to be smaller, so as not to fill up the space of the city wall." Jiang Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, resisting the irritability in her heart, and sighed softly: "The catapult is too bloody, you...use it wisely, even if it is for the baby in your stomach Blessings, babies!"

Raising his hand, he patted Lang Mojian's strong arm.

Perhaps the pregnant woman was too emotional, Jiang Qing couldn't help but soften her heart.

Lang Mo trembled slightly, lowered his body to touch her cheek, and said softly: "If the enemy does not attack me, I will not attack. Bows and arrows, siege crossbows, catapults... are just tools to protect Taoyuan from being violated. As a last resort, I will not use it lightly."

Once used, it must be a life-and-death battle.

At that time, who would care whether the method will be bloody?Living in the Forest of Death for decades, Lang Mo asked himself that his heart was harder than anyone else.If it wasn't for Jiang Qing, he wished he could fully arm Taoyuan.Even so, he still let Rin store a large number of weapons in private, just to prepare for emergencies. For Rin with the same temperament, he is naturally familiar with Langmo's thoughts.

In private, those things will never be exposed to others.

Unless something really happens, those guys will never show up in this world for the rest of their lives.

"That's good, tell me about the clan hunting conference." Jiang Qing blinked, her expression showing excitement, if she didn't have a belly...she really wanted to go to the clan, the majestic and solemn beehive to the end What kind of posture is it?She fantasized and sketched in her mind more than once.

But when is bad luck!

Regretted, only felt that Lang Mo's ability was too strong, so many people in the tribe hadn't conceived, how long had she and Lang Mo been together?This efficiency is a bit too high, but it's a pity that she can only stay at home and wander around the three-acre area, not to mention the clan, and now she is not even allowed to go to the Shahu Lake, at most she can only wander around the courtyard, shallow mother-in-law and what? So every now and then, he comes and rushes to the door, just because he is afraid that something will happen to her.

Facing so many people who cared about her, Jiang Qing didn't have the nerve to be self-willed, so she had to keep her own law and shrink back.When I'm bored, I walk around the courtyard twice to tease Angela.

"The clan has already confirmed the exact time of the hunting conference, which will be in ten days. However, according to the latest news from Reading, there may be two different venues for this clan hunting conference, one is the confirmed death forest, and the other There is no specific news about the venue yet." Lang Mo said with a headache.

What tricks does the clan want to play?
For some reason, Lang Mo felt a faint uneasiness in his heart, always feeling that something was going to happen.

Jiang Qing pursed her lips, tilted her head to think, put her hands on her belly to comfort her gently, and said worriedly: "Could the clan have other plans?"

The Forest of Death is both a treasure and a dangerous place.The Tianshi Clan has occupied the land of Qingqiu for thousands of years, with a profound foundation, and various forces are intertwined.Not only the surrounding small tribes participated in the hunting competition, but also those powerful big tribes. Although these big tribes could not shake the foundation of the clan, the clan leaders were not stupid, so naturally they would not easily offend them.

How could those big tribes nod in agreement to set the hunting conference venue in the Forest of Death?

"I have no way of knowing for the time being..." Lang Mo looked gloomy, this was not good news for them.What he was most worried about was that the clan would target the Mianhe side. Once someone crossed the Mianhe, the danger of Taoyuan's exposure would be greatly increased, which Lang Mo never wanted to see.

Looking at Lang Mo Yinzhi's expression, Jiang Qing said, "Are you worried that the clan will set another venue near Taoyuan?" While looking for something, the clan will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

The Forest of Death is terrifying, murlocs and zergs are equally terrifying, but crises are often accompanied by high rewards.If one or two iron mines can be found, even if some people and clans are sacrificed, they are willing to do so.

Lang Mo's face was sullen, his face was rarely cold, and he said coldly: "It's not impossible. The past few hundred years have been enough to expand the ambition of the clan to a limit. Besides, I have seen murlocs in the clan. Maybe this is the case. At this moment, the clan has already received the news of the disappearance of murlocs in the river near the Mian River..."

Jiang Qing's face was tense, and her expression showed a little sternness, and she hesitated: "Could it be that the clan has really decided?"

"Don't worry, this is just a guess between you and me, maybe the clan chooses another venue?" Lang Mo said slowly.Even when he said this, he felt that he had no confidence. The clan had dominated the land of Qingqiu for thousands of years. Which places were worth attacking?The steelyard in their hearts is clearer than anyone else. Now, the land of Qingqiu has not been harmed by the clan. There are only a few dangerous places, and no place is safe. In comparison, Mianhe may be seen by the clan. It's safer here.

Jiang Qing let out a sigh, and before she could speak, she heard Qing calling them into the house for dinner.

Smelling the fragrance of rice, Jiang Qing's stomach gurgled a few times, making her face blush. Ever since she got pregnant, her appetite has grown.

Before putting it away, one and a half bowls will be full.Now she eats at least three bowls, not counting the soup and barbecue. Sometimes she can't help but worry that if she continues to eat like this, will her fat and round body lose weight?Pinching her round face, Jiang Qing glanced at Lang Mo sadly, and murmured: "Lang Mo, do you think I gained a lot of weight?"

While asking, he didn't forget to pinch his waist.

In fact, that is no longer a waist.In the past, that slender waist had long since turned into the bucket waist now, with arms and thighs rounded, and just looking at Jiang Qing felt heartbroken.

Lang Mo froze, and after regaining his senses, he said righteously: "No, this is just right for you, you were too thin before!"

"Really?" Jiang Qing raised her eyes, with a look of surprise in the depths of her eyes.

Lang Mo nodded repeatedly, and said seriously: "Really, don't think about not eating, eat more..."

"Oh!" Jiang Qing nodded, sitting on the chair drawn by Lang Mo, drinking milky white fish soup.

She lowered her head, but didn't see Lang Mo and Qing behind her and quickly raised their hands to wipe the hot sweat from their foreheads with the corners of their clothes.Jiang Qing asked this question several times, but at first Lang Mo didn't understand and accidentally told the truth.Immediately, Jiang Qing became angry, and no matter how coaxed by Lang Mo, she refused to eat, and hid in the bedroom, crying softly, ignoring Lang Mo for a long time.Later, Qing came forward and scolded Lang Mo, before persuading Jiang Qing to come out for dinner.

After that, whenever Jiang Qing mentioned the word fat at home, even Kong and Lang Rui knew to tell Jiang Qing the good ones, and ignored the bad ones.

"There is so much rice in the courtyard, Mom, you should stew more rice at noon, everyone can try it..." Jiang Qing said.

Looking at Lang Rui's and Kong's sensible faces, she felt uneasy eating alone.

(End of this chapter)