Chapter 1137

"Is this belly of Lord Liu the reason for the last Python?"

Liu Wei frowned.

The boa constrictor died on the same day, and his body was carved clean by birds. It's hard to remember.

Simaxi continued to stare at Liu Wei's stomach with worried face: "Lord Liu, however, is poisoned?"

Liu Wei looks at him in amazement.

"My wife said that there is a kind of snake venom. After poisoning, the wound will swell and swell. At last, when the swelling and skin are broken, people will die. Your stomach is too big to be cured. How can you do that

Liu Wei said nothing and was silent. After a long time, he said quietly, "just a few days, that's OK."

"I'll tell you how strong you are. You can't cure yourself. If you can do well, you can do well."

Liu Wei's skin laughs and the flesh doesn't laugh. He doesn't talk anymore.

Simaxi really didn't think about Liu Wei's pregnancy. The other side is a man. How can a man be pregnant? So, this is a big belly, either poisoned or incurable. There is no third choice.

Now Lord Liu said it would be better in a few days. This is to admit that he was poisoned by snake venom.

But as long as it's good, it's OK.

To tell you the truth, simaxi appreciates this Lord Liu very much. He wants to work with the third Lord for a long time. Naturally, he must have a good relationship with the Lord's confidant. Lord Liu is obviously the first red man around the Lord. Both of them live in the same room. When they fall asleep at night, they must have talked about national policies and politics.

Simaxi thinks he's getting along well with Lord Liu these days. He also admires each other's skills. If he doesn't cure his poisoning, isn't he jealous of his talents?

And here, it's not easy to leave a good impression on Mr. Liu. It's also very good for him that the other side can live for a long time.

Relax in my heart. There are more words behind simaxi. I repeatedly mentioned that his wife had prepared a lot of Qingzhou specialties. If Liu Wei wanted to leave, she must take them away. If she didn't take them, she would not give face.

Liu Wei is in a complicated mood to deal with simaxi, but she feels her belly with her hands and sighs silently.

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The time to return to Beijing is set for the morning of the eighth day of the lunar new year.

On this day, when it was dark, Liu Wei woke up.

She saw that Rong Ling was already awake and was checking the packed things.

Seeing her get up, Rong Leng comes over and holds her half up and says, "it's still early, let's have a rest."

Liu Wei shakes her head and sleeps faintly: "rest on the road."

Rong Leng frowned: "the carriage is bumpy. I can't rest well. I'll sleep later."

Then he took her back to the quilt and covered her up, forcing her not to get up.

Liu Wei is just like this. She looks at the man's face close to her. The hand in the quilt is pinched by the man. She pinches it back. It's hard, but it's thick, giving people a sense of security.

Rong Ling feels that she pinches herself and thinks that it's better for her to talk to each other There was a sound.

Liu Wei smiles, grabs his hand out and plays with his fingers: "you say, what is my mother doing now?"

Rong Leng is silent for a while, realizing that his wife is probably thinking of her relatives, and says: "after returning to Beijing, I sent people to pick up all the time. You were born and asked her to accompany you."

"That's Kyoto." Liu Wei said: "even if she wants to come, I don't want her to come. That place used to give her fear and later hurt her. It's really an ominous place for her."

Rong Ling no longer talks about the contradiction between Ji Jia and the royal family, the past of Ji Xia Qiu and Liu Huan, which are all tragedies of dust settling down, nobody can change.

Liu Wei also mentioned this on a whim. She just dreamed of the werewolf again. Her intuition told her that this dream must not be simple.

But she can't tell where there is a problem. She just wakes up and thinks about her mother, grandmother and brother for some reason. She thinks about those relatives who can't be seen or around now.

When we went out, it was already dawn. There were many people seeing us off. Even Xiaoli's good friend, the little beggar who had been begging in the opposite street, followed the carriage and waved all the time.

Xiao Li also waved his head out, and said: "don't eat bread with strange taste or pick up meat in the ditch. I've left you medicine for ten days. When your mother finishes all the medicine, she will be cured..."

Liu Wei saw that his son was still shouting at the back after a long distance, so he pulled him back and sat down. He said with a smile, "I know that I have met Lord Sima. When his mother is well, I will hire their mother and son to go to the back kitchen of Yamen to help. Don't worry."

Xiao Li's eyes brightened as soon as he heard it. He hugged his mother and was very happy.

The little beggar has a short walk and can't keep up with him after he has sent him two streets.

But simaxi, the Fu family, sent them all the way out of the city.

Fu Zichen told her to be careful all the way. At the end of the day, she looked at Rong Leng uneasily. It seemed that she was considering whether Liu Wei could take good care of her husband.Finally, Fu Zichen turned his head and lost a piece of mince to the Pearl standing on the top of the carriage, saying, "you should take good care of your master. You can't let her suffer. Take good care of her and bring you delicious food next time."

Pearl didn't know whether to listen to it or not. She buried her head and ate minced meat. The meat was full of fragrance. At last, she saved two pieces of dried meat. She planned to leave the outskirts of the city for the long-awaited Gugu.

Send you thousands of miles, there will be a farewell. Looking at the boundary monument, Liu Wei says to stop you.

But when they went a long way and lifted the curtain, they could still see the shadow behind them.

After entering the official road, Liu Wei is surprised to see a group of regular army of fifty men suddenly emerge. Then look at the leader. It's not lengyi, or who!

Lengyi also came to send people. He could not send them for a long time, but he sent fifty elite soldiers to escort them out of the suburbs for fifty Li.

Liu Wei thanks with him, but he thanks with Rong Ling. Liu Wei knows that people don't want to face her at all. For the sake of Rong Ling, it's said that in the last two days, Rong Ling ran to the garrison camp every day, as if he had taught the garrison some key points and battle formations of the battlefield.

These are all things that Rong Ling has experienced personally, but not everyone in the local army has killed people in the battlefield. Some young people who haven't seen blood are stunned, their faces are red and their eyes are shining.

Later, Leng Yi ordered to improve the training program, but they didn't shout.

Lengyi laughs loudly. Thanks to Rong Ling, those little kids are short of lessons. They always think it's the same thing to be a soldier. One or two of them are lazy all day long. Because of the peace of the Qingzhou border, they can't give out soldiers once or twice a year. Even more, they think it's a good thing to be a soldier.

With the escort of the fifty elite soldiers, the original low-key car shop, I don't know if it's high-key.

On the way, I met some business cars. When I saw their battle, they were so timid that they didn't dare to hurry up. However, they were a little closer to them at most, which was the light of these serious and orderly elite soldiers.

It's been more than half a month.

It's reasonable to say that Qingzhou and Kyoto are not so long away from each other, but it's a pity that Leng refuses to drive fast. He's afraid that Liu Wei will suffer from the bumps of the carriage. He's walking slowly for fear of making people uncomfortable.

At first, Liu Wei thought it was unnecessary. She ordered the carriage to run normally, but within half a day, she would show vegetables on her face. She felt that no matter sitting or lying, she was not comfortable anywhere.

In the end, I had to let the car go slowly, and the delay on the road would only be longer.

At most three days away from Kyoto, unfortunately, the dark Wei, who allows Leng, sent a letter from a flying pigeon.