Don't hurt me, the emperor: ugly women mess up the harem

Chapter 230 [Belongs to her own relatives! 】

Maybe it's because the weather is good and there are fewer sick people. When Jing Lingke came to the old doctor's place, there was no one there, so she got the answer very quickly.

Before she could clearly distinguish what was in her mind, the answer came out.

Yes.

She was pregnant, a very small life, maybe only a few weeks, but the old doctor told her very accurately that she was indeed pregnant.

The old doctor's medical skills were really good, and he also saw that Jing Lingke's body had been seriously injured, so he gave Jing Lingke some warnings and how to cultivate to give birth safely.

Although Jing Lingke was at a loss, she still wrote down one by one. In fact, at the bottom of her heart, she really looked forward to having such a small life, a small relative, a relative who belonged to her...

Unconsciously, the corners of the mouth slightly turned up, feeling that the wind was extraordinarily charming and cool.

Jing Lingke took the miscarriage medicine that the old doctor gave her, and when she passed by the clay figurine booth, she readily paid for the two clay figurines. They were beautiful and small, and they were very suitable for Fangfang to play with.

Jing Lingke bought a lot of daily necessities very quickly, because there were too many, so in the end, she took care of herself and moved them back.

"Sister, are you back?"

"En..." Jing Lingke asked the man to put things here and there, and at the same time took out a clay figurine from her pocket for Fangfang to play with.

"Sister, you bought a lot of things..." Shi Potian saw that the man unloaded the burden from his shoulders, there were pots, pans, pans, rice, anyway, there were a lot of things.

"Of course, we all have to eat, we can't always eat buns, so these are necessary..." Jing Lingke patted Shi Potian's head, "But this room seems a little too small..."

After the manpower left, Jing Lingke began to look at the place where she lived. There was a wide shed in front of the farmhouse, but a stove could be built under it, and the location was just right!
"Potian, do you know how to build a stove!" Jing Lingke pursed her lips. The old doctor said that she couldn't work hard, otherwise she would easily have a miscarriage, so if Potian couldn't, then she had to hire someone to do it.

"I will!" Shi Potian was a little proud immediately, children from poor families always know how to do more things, "Sister, you go inside to rest first, wait a while, I can build it!"

(End of this chapter)