Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 521 Burn her to death! (1)
After entering the new year, Liaocheng ushered in a cooling down.

It rained torrentially for two days in a row. Many people's houses were low-lying, and the rainwater entered their houses.

The small courtyard where Mo Yan lived was located on a high ground, and at night, he had to use a charcoal basin to smoke it, otherwise the quilt on the bed would always feel as if it hadn't been washed, and people could easily get sick in a humid environment.

A heavy rain flooded the soldiers' tents. For the past two days, Wan Qi Yuling stayed in the army's camp to command, and sometimes sent people to check on the situation.

After Mu Bai and Luo He arrived, they bought the yard next door at a high price for convenience, Mo Yan finally didn't have to be harassed in the middle of the night, and the sound of the bed shaking never sounded again.

Sometimes, Mo Yan would also think, it's because Luo He is old and having sex is dangerous, so Mu Bai can only endure it.

The flowers and plants in the yard were ravaged by the heavy rain and became ruined. All the flowers were crushed into mud, and only a corner of the petals was exposed.

In previous years, the New Year's Eve is the time to buy new year's goods.

Mo Yan sent someone to give New Year's gifts to his parents, food and drinks in several carriages, and went straight to Kyoto with the caravan.

Regarding the purchase of New Year's goods, Mo Yan wants to do it herself, so that the New Year can be fun.

"In the past, during the Chinese New Year, the maidservant's mother would fry rice cakes and then dip them in icing sugar. They were delicious."

The fat girl smacked her lips, with a look of nostalgia on her face. She sent her parents away a few days ago. She gave her wages and red envelopes to her parents and asked them to keep them. In case she gets married in the future, she has to pay the dowry herself.

Kyoto, Mingzhou in the northwest, and Chuzhou near the north all have different customs during the New Year. The people are very particular about food. They have a rare time of the year to rest, and they will never lose their mouths.

Even poor families have to cut some meat, make dumplings, and fry meatballs to celebrate the New Year.

"I don't know what customs are here."

Mo Yan hadn't inquired about it. She planned to follow the old habit of making dumplings after the New Year's Eve dinner and watching the year. This may be the last year before the little bun was born. By this time next year, she will be a mother.

He had never been in love in his previous life, and all the first times in Dayue were given to Wanqi Yuling.

Mo Yan is not yet mentally prepared to be a mother, and sometimes she is afraid that she will not be able to educate Xiao Baozi well.

If you don't raise children, you don't know your parents' kindness. The folk sayings make sense.

"Princess, my servants can also make rice cakes, why don't you make some and save a few pieces for making cakes and snacks on weekdays."

Fat Ya swallowed her saliva and offered her opinion.

After she was pregnant, Mo Yan was able to eat better than before, and when she heard that there were rice cakes to eat, she nodded hurriedly, "That's right, let's walk around the street later in the afternoon, and come back to buy some glutinous rice."

It rained heavily for two days, and the vendors at the market did not have their stalls. If they wanted to eat some vegetables, they had to go to the grocery store to buy them in the rain.

"Princess, the road is slippery."

Mo Bing stood aside, like an invisible person, and she dutifully reminded, "You'd better wait two days before going out."

Mo Yan is pregnant with twins and the first child, so she must be careful in every way.

Although Liaocheng is the territory of King Nanping, now that the two countries are at war, there is some confusion. Who knows if they will meet the enemy's assassins.

"Oh, that's fine."

I haven't gone out for a few days, so I can only sit by the window and look at such a small area in the courtyard, which is similar to sitting in a well and watching the sky, Mo Yan can't sit still.

With Luo He here, the two pregnant women can chat, do needlework together to pass the time, and talk about the future education of their children by the way.

"If it's a daughter, give her the best."

Girls need to be pampered. If a son is born, let him experience the wind and rain by himself, see the world, not be spoiled, and develop a dandy temperament.

Mo Yan agrees with this, but she can't make her be strict with Xiao Baozi. When she thinks that the meat that fell from her body is the crystallization of Wanqi Yuling, her heart softens into a mess.

Uncle Huang's genes are so strong, so the little bun can't be bad, right?
"Miss, it's the Chinese New Year, wouldn't it be good to leave Miss Biao in Fuyang County?"

Fat girl tilted her head, thinking of Lu Rong and Ji Baozhu, she mentioned something.

Mo Yan wanted to pick people up, so she couldn't leave Luo Qi alone in Fuyang County. To ensure safety on the way, she needed to send soldiers to pick them up. She had to discuss it with the emperor.

"There are only a few rooms in the small courtyard, not enough to live in, so we have to arrange them next door."

Luohe and Mubai only occupy one room, and there are main rooms and side rooms in the courtyard next door. With a little tidying up, people can live there.

Liaocheng and Fuyang are only a few days away, but the climate is very different. Luo Qi is weak, and it is easy to catch wind and cold in another place.

Luo Feng sent people to closely track down Luo Qi's whereabouts, not daring to act rashly.

After discussion, our side decided to wait for Luo He to give birth before arranging for Luo Qi to return to Da Wu.

In the dead of night, Wanqi Yuling returned from the army camp.

Mo Yan was half asleep and half awake, and when she heard a slight movement, she suddenly became refreshed, rubbed her eyes, sat up, and put a big pillow on her back.

"Did it wake you up?"

Wan Teng Yuling entered the door almost silently. He took two steps forward and opened the gauze curtain beside the bed. Seeing that Mo Yan's expression was normal, he was relieved.

"No, I just fell asleep."

There was a faint smell of blood in the room, although it was covered up, Mo Yan still smelled it sensitively, she looked up and down Wanqi Yuling, and asked, "Are you injured?"

"No, I killed a few little thieves along the way."

Wan Qi Yuling sees no waves in the ancient well, so he speaks calmly.

This is not the case. There are a total of more than ten black-clothed men on the other side, and they are very skilled in both hiding and attacking at night, and they are by no means the original mob.

If he hadn't received the news earlier, he would have struggled alone.

"Liaocheng is not safe, maybe someone is fishing in troubled waters, so you must come back before the sun goes down."

Wan Cheng Yuling couldn't guarantee to be by Mo Yan's side all the time, his heart was hanging, and he deployed all the hidden guards around him around the small courtyard.

There are Luo He and Mu Bai next door, with a few masters, in case something happens, they can take care of each other.

"kindness."

Mo Yan solemnly agreed that after she became pregnant, her body would be fragile, so she had to be more cautious, otherwise it would not be a matter of killing two people.

Mo Yan still wanted to say something, but she couldn't think of it anyway. There was only one sentence in her mind that kept replaying. The emperor said, forgetting to explain is not important enough.

Early the next morning, there was no residual warmth beside the bed.

Mo Yan got up in a daze, and she was surprised to find that the skirt she made a few days ago was tight around her stomach again, that is to say, her stomach was big.

"My servant is fast at sewing, so I'll change it for you."

Mo Bing found a recently made skirt, and put down the size at the reserved position at the waist, Mo Yan felt a little looser.

(End of this chapter)