Female Queen Quick Time Travel: The Wife is a Husband Lover

Chapter 1142: I picked up a wife and came to farm.

Chapter 1142: Picking up a wife to farm

 Touching the last hundred or so copper coins left in his arms, Si Qianling was still reluctant to buy a three-penny wooden hairpin.

I can still scrape together the wood branches I cut, and I have to save three pennies to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Xiaochen!

There was no prey on the way back, and only some food bought by the two brothers and sisters was left, which was a lot easier.

Si Qianling would occasionally carry Si Qianchen on his back for a short walk, but after a short while, Si Qianchen would make a fuss and ask to go by himself.

Si Qianling knew that his sister was feeling sorry for him, so he let her go.

 The two brothers and sisters walked and walked, talking and laughing, enjoying a rare peace.

 “Brother, there is a person over there.”

Si Qianchen suddenly grabbed Si Qianling's sleeve, pointed behind the big tree and whispered.

Si Qianling looked stern and blocked Si Qianchen behind him. After seeing clearly that the woman lying on the ground was indeed harmless, he lowered his guard a little.

 “Let’s go home quickly and don’t meddle in other people’s business.”

  It's not that he is cruel and refuses to save him, but that his identity and current situation do not allow him to do so.

This road is the only way to go to town from Taoshu Village and four or five nearby villages. Even if he doesn't save her, there will always be kind people who will save her. He can't risk his sister.

Thinking like this, Si Qianling took Si Qianchen and left.

But Si Qianchen seemed to be frozen, staring blankly at the unconscious woman on the ground, unable to move.

 “Xiaochen!”

Si Qianling's tone was a little more serious, but Si Qianchen still stood there and stared at the woman blankly.

Si Qianling seemed to realize something was wrong at this moment, so he took another look at the woman.

The woman's face was pale, and most of her exposed face was very beautiful. She was more beautiful than the ladies from aristocratic families they had seen in the capital.

“Brother, I seem to have seen this sister somewhere.”

Si Qianchen broke away from Si Qianling's hand and trotted to the woman's side. After taking a closer look, he nodded vigorously towards Si Qianling.

Si Qianling hurriedly went over to protect Si Qianchen in his arms. He glanced at the woman on the ground again, still hesitating in his heart.

He knew that his sister was the most sensible, and she would not be like this unless she really had some connection with this woman.

 But, how could he not have seen the people his sister had met?

 But he couldn't remember where he had seen her at the moment.

Seeing that his brother was still unwilling to save his sister on the ground, Si Qianchen pulled him down and whispered in his ear: "I saw this sister in the envoys' team last spring. She is one of those people who have left." The most beautiful one, so I always remember him."

Si Qianling was startled, and then he remembered that last year the envoys went to Western Qin to discuss the matter of friendship between the five countries. Because he was a man, he did not appear at the banquet.

Ke Si Qianchen is naughty and sometimes sneaks over to take a peek.

Si Qianling thought for a while and asked, "Then did you know where she was sitting at that time?"

Si Qianchen shook his head and nodded: "She was sitting opposite an old woman, and everyone called her the Ninth Princess."

 “Nine princesses?”

Si Qianling was shocked. He never expected that he would meet the ninth princess of Dongjing Kingdom here.

He and his sister fled all the way from Western Qin to Dongjing Kingdom, and they had some understanding of Dongjing Kingdom.

 Emperor Dongjing had a total of nineteen daughters and eleven sons. Thirteen of the nineteen daughters are still alive today, and of these thirteen, only four were crowned kings.

 Among them, the most popular one is Su Qiruo, the Nine Princesses who were the direct descendants of the Central Palace, known as the Nine War Kings.

But how could this Nine War King be persecuted to this extent because he was so powerful in martial arts and so thoughtful?

 Could it be that she was also plotted by a gangster?

Si Qianling has experienced betrayal personally, so he knows best what it feels like to be stabbed in the back by someone you trust.

No matter how powerful Su Qiruo is, if people around her try to deal with her, it will be difficult for her to deal with it. Thinking of her identity, maybe if he saves her life today, he can get some help from her in the future, which can be regarded as finding a backer for his sister.

“Xiaochen, if you hold these two kilograms of rice, don’t throw it away.”

Si Qianling struggled to carry Su Qiruo on his back, with five pounds of white noodles and a set of Si Qianchen's thin shirt hanging around his neck.

 Fortunately, he didn't buy much. Although it was a bit laborious for him to carry a woman on his back, he was still able to walk.

 In fact, that person is not that heavy. She seems a little thin.

The generals of the Western Qin Kingdom are all powerful and strong, but I didn’t expect that the Nine War Kings of the Eastern Jing Kingdom would be such a figure who was like an immortal.

 Does she really have such strong martial arts?

Si Qianling suddenly felt suspicious.

When her mother was alive, she often praised the young war **** of Dongjing Kingdom. She also said that she would make peace with Dongjing Kingdom and let him marry this young general king who was the best in the world. This would not only provide her with a backer, but also help her sister. Find a backer.

But before the marriage documents could be sent out, they were killed.

Now that the two brothers and sisters encountered the injured and unconscious Nine War Kings, it was considered a chance given by God to each other.

 She shouldn't blame him for using her for revenge. After all, it was true that he saved her life first.

It was already dark when the two brothers dragged the person back to the thatched house.

Fortunately, they live in a remote place. If others saw this, there's no telling how they would be organized!

Si Qianling placed the person on the only wooden bed. He was already exhausted from exhaustion.

Si Qianchen sensiblely brought a bowl of cold water that he had prepared when he left in the morning and handed it to Si Qianling: "Brother, drink water."

Si Qianling patted his sister's little head lovingly, then brought the bowl to Si Qianchen's lips and asked her to drink half of the bowl before he drank the rest.

  Putting the empty bowl back, he found a clean bowl and poured out half a bowl of water. He brought it to the bedside and fed it to the unconscious person bit by bit.

There is some wound medicine at home, which they had with them when they took it out, but there is not much left.

 “Xiaochen, go boil some water.”

Si Qianling wanted to treat Su Qiruo's wounds, but Si Qianchen couldn't stay, so he sent her to boil water.

Although Si Qianchen couldn't do much work, he could make a fire.

The little guy ran to the kitchen. Si Qianling quickly dug out a few bottles of medicine hidden under the bed board and neatly untied the clothes of the person on the bed.

 Since he was practicing martial arts since he was a child, he was often injured, so he knew some medical science.

 At the beginning, he checked Su Qiruo's pulse. She lost too much blood and seemed to have hurt her head.

After painstakingly treating her wounds, Si Qianling's last bit of strength was exhausted.

  Sitting weakly on the end of the bed, looking at that handsome face and the thin coarse quilt covering her body, it seemed that they didn't match.

“It turns out that not only the Western Qin Dynasty, but also the royal family of Dongjing Kingdom also wanted human lives.”

Being born in the royal family and looking at wealth and honor, it is difficult to survive.

Si Qianling was still deep in thought when Si Qianchen ran in with a dirty face.

 “Brother, the water is boiled.”

 The fire in the stove was a little hot, and the little guy was sweating all over.

 (End of this chapter)

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