(MTL)Marry the villain, Uncle Sick Jiao

Chapter 67

Chapter 67 Two more (1)

    The sword fell to the ground with a bang, Si Zhan turned around and ran towards the delivery room, "Wan Wan!" Before he even got

    close, he heard a baby crying at dawn, and Si Zhan's feet immediately settled on the halfway.

    With a "squeak", the door opened, and the midwife walked out with a big smile on her arms, "Congratulations, Lord Hexi, it's a little prince."

    Si Zhan walked forward slowly in disbelief and looked at the child With a loud cry, he raised his hand to touch his wrinkled face, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, but he stopped abruptly when he raised his hand halfway, and then he grabbed the midwife's arm and asked eagerly, "Princess Princess What's the matter?" The

    midwife only took care of carrying the child out, and when she was going out, she glanced at the concubine, her eyes seemed to be closed, she just thought it was impossible, she shook her head and sighed: "The concubine, she... eh? My lord, the delivery room is unlucky, you can't go in. Ah..." Before

    he could say anything, Si Zhan pushed open the door, hurriedly pushed open the screen, and slammed into it, "Wan Wan!"

    Uncle Zhou was kneeling at the head of the bed, withdrawing Ning Wanwan one by one. The silver needle on her arm, and Ning Wanwan, with her eyes closed, lay motionless on the bed. The bed and the mattress were covered in blood, and the room was filled with a thick smell of blood.

    Si Zhan stood one step away from the bed, daring not to approach, to turn his eyes, or to let out the air, and asked Uncle Zhou in a trembling voice, "Uncle Zhou, what's wrong with Wanwan?

    " , got up and explained: "The princess' will is very human, and she will have blessings that ordinary people don't have. Your Highness must not worry, the princess' blood collapse has been controlled, and now she just fell asleep due to exhaustion, and she has no worries about her life. ."

    Si Zhan's soul returned a little, he walked slowly to the bed, took Ning Wanwan's hand and kneaded and kneaded, pinched and pinched, and finally leaned over Ning Wanwan's forehead A deep kiss was printed on it.     In the winter of the 14th year of Zhaoren, the prefect of Qiannan Ning'an City led troops to attack Yiwang's mansion. The Thirteenth Village bandits changed their bodies, and 50,000 elite soldiers descended from the sky and slaughtered all the 5,000 Gao's soldiers led by Jiang prefect's prefecture. The corpses of the tribe were displayed on the four gates of Ning'an City for three days.

    Since then, Si Zhan's soldiers have been officially garrisoned inside and outside the city of Ning'an, named Dingnan Army. As soon as the Dingnan Army was stationed, the wealthy gentry immediately obeyed the orders of King Yi.

    After more than half a year of governance, Qiannan has achieved results, and the people have been able to live in peace and happiness. Since the death of the prefect, Qiannan's officialdom has undergone a major change of blood, and now it can be regarded as a political harmony.

    However, the news that the Dingnan Army is guarding Qiannan will always come out, and when it reaches Biandu, it is bound to stir up stormy waves.

    Sure enough, three months later, Si Shuo ordered the commander-in-chief of Linchuan to lead 80,000 troops to attack Qiannan.

    Si Zhan's health was getting worse and worse, and even the prescriptions that Gui Wudu had given before began to slowly lose their effectiveness. He vomited blood or fell asleep all day.