The Marquis's line has ended? The pregnant maid is pregnant again!

Seeing what Lu Jihan said, Shen Qinghe naturally understood.

Shen Qinghe grabbed all the antidotes, especially the so-called "immune to all poisons" medicine concocted by Doctor Lin, and poured one into Lu Jihan's hand:

"Alright, better safe than sorry. Lord Marquis, have a meal first! When you're ready to make your move, have another one as a precaution."

Lu Jihan truly felt the extent of the young girl's concern for him.

Lu Jihan initially wanted to dismiss the matter, feeling that such elaborate preparations were unnecessary, nor did he need to pay so much attention to meet Shen Qinghe's expectant and earnest expression.

Lu Jihan picked up a cup of tea from the side, stuffed the pills into his mouth, and drank the tea.

Seeing that Lu Jihan had finished eating, Shen Qinghe continued to explain the food in front of her to him:

"These are all kinds of medicines for injuries, bruises and sprains, all sorts of medicines that can be used. In short, I bought a portion of everything that Dr. Lin's charity pharmacy can currently sell."

Lu Jihan reached out and pinched her chin, asking with little surprise, "Still holding a grudge against me?"

Shen Qinghe nodded with a smile, afraid that she was too slow.

Lu Jihan chuckled, somewhat amused by Shen Qinghe: "You think you're so smart."

"Of course, I know I'm clever. Thank you for your praise, Your Excellency."

Shen Qinghe answered with a shameless attitude, not feeling anything was wrong at all. Instead, she took one of the small soft armor pieces and said, "This one, this one was also bought by me from Doctor Lin."

It's said to be an extremely rare piece of gold-threaded soft armor, which even Doctor Lin obtained by chance. It's said to protect against swords and spears. I think the two marquises should be able to wear it, so I bought it as well.

Lu Jihan frowned and subconsciously said, "I'm a grown man, why am I being so delicate? This is more suitable for you to wear."

Shen Qinghe wasn't annoyed at all, having already anticipated Lu Jihan's reaction. She readily agreed, saying, "Alright, I'd really like to wear it, but since I'm already wearing it, it shouldn't go to waste. Why don't you take me with you, Your Highness? If something really happens to you, Your Highness, then we can be considered as if we can't live or die together..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lu Jihan covered her mouth, interrupting her sternly and solemnly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think I'd let you go to such a dangerous place? What are you talking about, getting all sharp-tongued? You're usually so quick-witted, but now you're acting so stupid?"

Shen Qinghe raised an eyebrow, having anticipated Lu Jihan's similar reaction, and replied nonchalantly, "So, will Your Highness wear it or not?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Lu Jihan followed Shen Qinghe's instructions, took the gold-threaded soft armor from her hand, and put it on.

Besides the medicines, Shen Qinghe also had the Golden Silk Armor and prepared many other miscellaneous items, such as firecrackers, wine, clean strips of cloth, and so on.

With the antidote and wound-healing medicine ready, and all the necessary bandaging and cleaning supplies, Shen Qinghe cleverly stuffed all the miscellaneous items into a small-looking purse.

It's also easy to carry.

After explaining everything, Shen Qinghe looked at Lu Jihan seriously, her relaxed expression disappearing.

Shen Qinghe looked at him: "Master, promise me you'll come back safely."

Lu Jihan looked at Shen Qinghe silently for a moment, then nodded: "I will definitely come back safely. Take good care of yourself in the manor, don't worry too much about me."

For some reason, Shen Qinghe couldn't help but recall the time in her previous life when Lu Jihan's body was transported back to the Marquis's mansion from the front lines.

At that time, the people of Chang'an spontaneously wore mourning clothes and followed the army's carriages on both sides, crying and scattering paper money in the wind.

At that time, almost every corner of Chang'an was filled with the sound of mournful weeping.

When Lu Jihan's body was transported back to the Marquis's residence, the old lady saw the mangled corpse, with one piece even missing, and fainted from grief on the spot.

The soldiers searched the battlefield for a long time, even digging through every corpse and every layer of earth with their bare hands.

Even so, after searching for many days, seeing that Lu Jihan's body and the other bodies were already decomposing, the soldiers had no choice but to do everything they could to protect Lu Jihan's body and send it back first.

In the previous life, no one found Lu Jihan's missing piece, and until Shen Qinghe died, there was no further news.

Now that Lu Jihan was right in front of her, Shen Qinghe couldn't help but tell him more:

"My lord, not only do you need to return safely, I am very worried, but I also want you to return unharmed."

As she spoke, Shen Qinghe reached out and gently stroked Lu Jihan's cheek. "Your face is truly handsome, Lord Marquis. I like it very much. You mustn't get hurt."

Without giving Lu Jihan a chance to speak, Shen Qinghe looked at Lu Jihan's hands again, scrutinizing him from head to toe several times: "His arms are very strong and long, which I like. And his arms must not be injured."

"Her hands are beautiful, her legs are long and strong, and she mustn't get injured."

Shen Qinghe then gently stroked Lu Jihan's shoulder: "Your shoulders are broad, so they must not be injured. Your back is also broad, so I feel very safe when you carry me on your back. Your back must not be injured either."

Lu Jihan was amused by Shen Qinghe's string of words, but also annoyed and helpless: "According to you, why don't you just say that you feel very comfortable when I hold you, so your chest is not allowed to get hurt?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qinghe nodded firmly as if reminded, "Yes, Master is right, the chest should not be injured."

As she spoke, Shen Qinghe's hand slid down from Lu Jihan's shoulder, past his chest, and landed on his waist and abdomen...

"Your waist is slender and strong, very good. I like it very much, and..."

As she spoke, Shen Qinghe's gaze lingered on Lu Jihan as if she were admiring a wonderful body.

Little did she know that Shen Qinghe's gaze, actions, and tone were clearly a blatant provocation in Lu Jihan's eyes.

Lu Jihan's Adam's apple bobbed for a moment, but he remained silent and motionless, letting the young girl in front of him do as she pleased.

Who knew that Shen Qinghe would become so reckless and unruly in the next moment!

She grabbed it hard.

Lu Jihan felt his whole body stiffen, and his deep sword-like eyes widened in surprise as he looked at Shen Qinghe in front of him in disbelief.

she? ?

How dare she?!

She dared to be so audacious while pregnant!

If it weren't for the fact that he was about to leave, Lu Jihan would definitely have given this little girl a good lesson to teach her a lesson she would never forget.

I wanted her to know that if you can't put out a fire, you shouldn't provoke him!

Unfortunately, the time for departure has come now.

Shen Qinghe remained unmoved, instead brazenly moving even closer to Lu Jihan, staring intently at him: "I like him very much too, Your Highness, you must protect him well. From beginning to end, from top to bottom, Your Highness must protect him completely, and bring him back unharmed!"

Lu Jihan closed his eyes briefly, suppressing his emotions, and sighed deeply. When he spoke again, his voice was already very hoarse: "Okay, I definitely will."

Shen Qinghe gripped it, her eyes wide, and solemnly, even somewhat fiercely, warned Lu Jihan, deliberately trying to frighten him:

"Anyway, I'm no longer a slave. If anything happens to you, my lord, and you don't return safely, I'll immediately run away with my unborn child and find another father for the baby!!"

Shen Qinghe said this intentionally to scare Lu Jihan, and Lu Jihan obviously realized it, so he just took Shen Qinghe's words as a joke.

"Sure." Lu Jihan smiled, not taking her words seriously, and asked in a slightly indulgent tone:

"Anyway, Grandmother has already made the whole of Chang'an City aware that you are pregnant. If you really do that, you will be making an enemy of me, Lu Jihan."

If you want to take my child to find another man, even if you dare, there aren't many people in this world who would dare to call you "father."

Lu Jihan's words were quite true.

Nowadays, in the entire city of Chang'an, and in the entire imperial court, there are very few people who dare to provoke Lu Jihan.

It's one thing for those officials to fight with each other, or to fight amongst themselves, but it's a different story when it comes to Lu Jihan.

Lu Jihan was a man who had truly killed people, and whose hands were stained with countless lives. In the eyes of the enemy country, he was a living Yama.

Infighting among other officials usually results in demotion or dismissal, but fighting with Lu Jihan could easily lead to loss of life.

With the emperor's favor, he enjoyed unparalleled prestige in the court, and his family had been officials for generations. There were truly few in the entire city of Chang'an who dared to oppose Lu Jihan.

However, there are still a very small minority.

Upon hearing Shen Qinghe's words, Lu Jihan's expression changed slightly. He no longer had the relaxed look he had just had. He frowned and looked at Shen Qinghe without speaking.

Lu Jihan pressed his tongue against his cheek, yet this little girl still managed to find someone who was truly daring.

That stubborn civil official, Chu Xingge, is really daring.

Seeing that Lu Jihan's expression was a bit unpleasant, Shen Qinghe knew that she had made the right choice about the person she was talking about.

Shen Qinghe simply smiled calmly: "Therefore, Lord Marquis, you must return safely, you must return unharmed."

Just then, Lin Feng's voice came from outside the tent: "Master! Time's up!"

Lu Jihan stared at Shen Qinghe for a moment, then cupped her cheeks in his hands and kissed her lips heavily.

They quickly separated after a single touch, without the slightest hesitation.

Lu Jihan said nothing, but gave Shen Qinghe a deep look, as if he wanted to etch her into his mind, before turning and striding away.

As I approached the tent entrance, I heard a young girl's firm yet gentle voice behind me—

"Hanlang, my child and I are waiting for your safe return."