Midwife 1148

to have her catch my brother than for Old Wangye to do it himself, so I've already come to believe she's a spy for the Underworld.But why hasn't she shown her face yet"Will she be harmed by Old Wang A...No

This should be me refusing, shouldn't it I glared at Mu Wanchen.

He smiled at me and said, “Lianlong told me that you’ve been running around a lot. Be careful not to overwork yourself and harm your prenatal qi. You should naturally moderate sexual activity. Also, you seem to be feeling anxious and uncertain lately. I think you need a good rest.”

"Where's the uncertainty" I asked, frowning.

"...You worry for your mother, and you worry for the tribe, and...the future."

His deep voice, each word a blow to my heart.

I don't understand why he always speaks to me in the gentlest of tones. His kindness is overwhelming.

It's truly overwhelming.

I feel that hearing his voice and tone like this, no matter what kind of hardship I endure, it would be sweet.

Perhaps women are just so emotional, love and tenderness can always make women overlook all difficulties.

"...You promise me one thing, and I won't be so uncertain," I mumbled into his shoulder.

Mu Wanchen chuckled softly, raising his hand to press against the back of my neck, causing me to straighten my neck so that our foreheads touched.

"Xiao Luo'er, whatever you ask, I will agree to it... as long as you are well, free from illness and misfortune." He said seriously.

"I'm quite greedy. I don't just want to be free from illness and disaster, I also want to be inseparable. Can I" I puffed out my cheeks and acted cutely.

"Okay, I'll do my best to accompany you. I'll be with you wherever you go." Mu Wanchen chuckled lightly and nodded.

"Not only would you take me everywhere! I mean, I mean... If one day, you get tired, or if things here can't be salvaged anymore, could you just forget everything and not care We could find a peaceful and quiet place to live together"

My heart was pounding, waiting for his answer.

This requirement is tantamount to letting him shirk his responsibility.

It's almost impossible.

He once said that there was a king and a dynasty in the past, where the emperor guarded the national gate and the king died for his country.

If you are to be destroyed, as king, you are the first to be targeted.

It is impossible to abandon the people and ancestors, seeking peace in a corner for oneself.

"Good." Mu Wanchen nodded.

Huh

I was taken aback. I thought he would furrow his brow and tell me, "Impossible."

How could you agree

"...Are you kidding me" I doubted he had really agreed.

“No.” Mu Wanchen shook his head. “How could I comfort you Heaven and earth are in flux, the times are changing drastically. Nowadays, it’s impossible for us to stay hidden within our sect and live peacefully… Change will inevitably return. I have long sensed some shifts—perhaps a change in our way of survival, or perhaps annihilation. I have accepted this, all I can do is try my best to ensure the people live in peace.”

"I haven't thought about resisting anything, whether it's an individual, a family, a group, or even a country. Opportunities will always arise. Seizing those opportunities and guiding the people to make choices is my responsibility."

"Let me just abandon it all, I can't. But if everything settles down, I should also put down my responsibilities and retreat to the mountains... By then, you won't be a little princess anymore, you know."

"I wouldn't—"

"I know, I know... I know you don't care." Mu Wanchen smiled and kissed the corner of my lips.

"Do these titles even matter You're not the Witch King anymore, I couldn't care less about being called a Queen. What's the point anyway" I pouted, continuing to try and get a kiss.

Mu Wanchen lightly kissed my lips, his voice low and soft, like a stream of spring water.

“…Well, even if you don't become the Witch King, you're still 'my Queen'…”

When he said this, his eyelashes drooped, his words were far-reaching, and there was a faint, gentle smile on his lips.

In a daze, I felt that this person who was close to me, their heart had reached a profound state that was beyond my reach.

He had long since seen through it.

But he still tried his best to protect the clan. With him there, these people would not be in panic, nor would they flee their faith.

As Lin Yanhuan feared, these people with extraordinary abilities might do many outlandish things in a panic, driven by the intense desire to survive if they escape in a desperate situation.

So Mu Wanchen needed to stabilize their confidence and restrain their behavior. No matter what the future held, as long as he was there, he could lead and manage these people.

I don't know if it's due to pregnancy, but besides the "hallucinations" I used to have, I've started experiencing "visions" as well.

Are those black "objects" seen by the river during the day actually small fish in the river

Will the little fish disappear from inside the food box

I always feel that something bad is going to happen. Standing on the rooftop of the newly built resettlement house, I still look towards the riverbank.

There always seems to be a faint black mist rising there.

But it was nightfall, and it's normal for things to appear black when the sun goes down.

"Your Highness, climbing so high is very dangerous! Please come down." At my feet, there were ten or so people gathered together, forming a human cushion as if afraid I would "jump from the building".

Well then!

The temporary housing is only two stories high, you can't even get seriously hurt by jumping out!

The problem is that I didn't intend to jump. I just stood up to observe the situation on the riverbank. Bai Ni kept circling me, how could I possibly fall in

"Don't make so much noise. I have a bad feeling about this. You guys go back to the camp and check around thoroughly, see if there's anything dark spreading."

"Black things Spreading" The people below said they didn't understand.

"My lady, this place was once ravaged by a wildfire. There's so much ash from the burned trees and plants! The black stuff you see in the water today might be a large clump of unmelted plant ash."

The black ash left by burning grass and trees That could explain why it disappears.

But how could ashes be so spirited When Bai Ni leaned forward, there was clearly a scene of "scattering and fleeing."

Now that danger is everywhere, I can't deceive myself by pretending not to see it.

This makeshift housing looks a bit out of place, but as long as it provides shelter, that's all that matters. The elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled all have rooms to lie down in, which is good enough. The young people are all crammed into tents.

Before teaching them how to use tents, I gained some goodwill and authority. Now, standing on this resettlement building, I see hundreds of tents of various sizes surrounding me, which is quite impressive.

However, such dwellings require special attention to fire safety.

This is also why shelters were built on the edge of this burned-out forest—there was nothing left to burn, making it relatively safer.

Those charred dead trees had been washed by the rain for over three years, and no new ones had sprouted. Some seeds that drifted in the wind landed and took root, growing a little green, but it couldn't ignite a fire either.

Common stoves used by the public are always under the strict watch of designated personnel. Except for the time when they are used for cooking, no one is allowed to approach them.

I also asked them to elevate the fire pit on a stand and have a bucket of water nearby, ready to extinguish any flames immediately.

As for this carefully guarded camp, I certainly couldn't carelessly overlook those safety hazards.

"Remember, the water from the river can't be drunk again for a long time, you know" I said anxiously.

The crowd below was clamoring, "We know, we know, Your Highness, the ancestors, you've said it countless times already! Please come down quickly. What if you accidentally slip You have—"

He hadn't finished speaking when a middle-aged woman slapped him aside: "Crows' mouth! What an unlucky thing to say!"father firmly believes that daughters should be raised in seclusion, so our main courtyard has two attics, looking rather odd. But my father beams with pride and says there's a cellar full of dowry un...