The person who pushed in the door was naturally Zhao Lang.

Seeing Zhao Lang, Ji Wushuang's eyes lit up and hurriedly stepped forward,

"Alang, you are here!"

Zhao Lang widened his eyes and said,

"If I don't come again, where are you taking our children?"

Facing Zhao Lang's questioning, Ji Wushuang rarely did not refute, but muttered,

"I didn't want to tell you. When I found out, I told Mr. Qin directly. I thought he would tell you."

Seeing Ji Wushuang's appearance as a little girl, Zhao Lang couldn't help but soften his heart, but the other party was still pregnant with a child.

At this time, he said quickly,

"Don't care about other things, let Qin Lao show you."

"Slave, where did you die? Hurry up and invite Mr. Qin over."

The slave's voice sounded from outside,

"Master, Mr. Qin has already brought it here."

Soon, Elder Qin appeared in front of everyone with his medicine box. Zhao Lang quickly greeted him with a smile and said,

"Elder Qin, hurry up and take a look."

Qin Lao ignored the mess on the scene, but directly let Ji Wushuang sit down, and then began to take pulse.

Zhao Lang stepped aside nervously.

But soon, Old Qin let out a whimper and frowned slightly.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang couldn't help but asked,

"Elder Qin, what's wrong?"

Qin Lao did not speak, but closed his eyes and felt the pulse.

Ji Wushuang, who was beside him, still sat there heartlessly, without the slightest nervousness.

After a while, when Zhao Lang was about to panic completely, Qin Lao said,

"What's the panic, with the old man here, the sky won't fall."

Hearing these domineering words, Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment. Damn, it is hard to speak with skill.

The other people next to him are already looking at each other with great respect.

Qin Lao continued,

"The old man noticed that the saint was pregnant with twins, so I was a little surprised."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang was overjoyed at first, and then said worriedly,

"Elder Qin, it won't be dangerous, will it?"

In his last life, he couldn't have a 100% certainty about having a child. In today's Daqin, of course he would be nervous.

Sure enough, Old Qin nodded and returned,

"This birth is a life-and-death test. Of course, there will be dangers, but fortunately, the Holy Maiden has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. It should not be a problem. Just pay a little attention to the diet, and don't let the fetus get too big."

Zhao Lang suddenly heard the chicken pecking at the rice, nodding his head, which made people quickly write it down.

After being busy for a while, Mr. Qin left.

With joy, Zhao Lang touched Ji Wushuang's belly and said,

"I'm about to have two children?"

Ji Wushuang glanced at each other angrily and said,

"How old are they?"

Zhao Lang doesn't care so much, the feeling of being connected by blood is too wonderful.

After a good time, I came to my senses and asked in the morning. ,

"You just said that you have something to discuss with me?"

Hearing the question, Ji Wushuang showed a slightly embarrassed expression and said:

"I heard Miss Mei say, are we going to get married? I think..."

Before Ji Wushuang could finish speaking, Zhao Lang raised his brows and said,

"You want to send these things to the people?"

Ji Wushuang nodded with bright eyes, and then said,

"Actually, I also learned from you. I heard that at the time of your crown prince's canonization ceremony, weren't those things all given to the people?"

"The new people in the north are still in extreme hardship. We might as well give them these things to make them feel better this winter."

"Besides, this is not to accumulate some blessings for the children."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang could not help but sigh,

Although it is still summer, for the new people in the north who have no fields, their main task this year is to spend this winter.

After pondering for a while, he said,

"Your intentions are good, but if you want to truly rescue these people, you can't just rely on giving materials."

"Don't worry, after some time, someone will come to hire them."

Now that so long has passed, the textile factories of the nobles should also be built, and the recruitment boom is about to begin.

Even if the demand here is not so strong, Zhao Lang is still planning to start repairing the basic roads of Daqin in the two months after the busy summer.

Unlike the previous method of labor, he will adopt the method of employment.

Money and food may not be too much, but definitely enough for these people to spend the winter.

It's not that Zhao Lang has a black heart, there is no way that Daqin is poor now.

Therefore, when the time comes, there will only be few people.

Ji Wushuang nodded with great joy, she believed in Zhao Lang, but still said,

"But giving them these things can still make them a little more comfortable."

"If it really doesn't work, you can give them the half you want to give me."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang almost laughed out loud.

But he could only sigh and say,

"Then you can think clearly. This is your marriage. If it's too simple, don't be afraid that others will say that you, the prince concubine, have no dignity at all."

Ji Wushuang shook his head indifferently and returned,

"What do I want Weiyi to do?"

Zhao Lang directly showed a wry smile, too, with the other party's temperament, how could he care about these things, so he returned,

"That's fine, just do as you said. The materials you prepared, as well as the materials I brought, and the materials prepared by the government, will be handed over to you."

Ji Wushuang suddenly revealed a very bright smile and said,

"Alang, you are the best."

Zhao Lang was about to take the opportunity to order a reward when he heard Ji Wushuang say excitedly,

"Miss Mei, you heard Ah Lang's words, hurry up and arrange for people to send things to the people."

Mei naturally agreed.

After Ji Wushuang finished the arrangement, Zhao Lang said with a bit of helplessness,

"Then what about our marriage?"

Now Ji Wushuang is almost two months pregnant, the marriage must be held as soon as possible, otherwise the child will be born by then.

Ji Wushuang said indifferently,

"It's okay, we can set up a table of ten and eight."

Hearing this, the people around laughed secretly. Zhao Lang couldn't hold back at this time. He said,

"You are the peasant saint, the descendant of the country of Yan, I am the prince of Daqin, the head of the six kingdoms, the head of the hundred families, and the marriage between the two of us will have ten tables and eight tables?"

Seeing that Zhao Lang was about to get angry, Ji Wushuang said with some caution,

"How many more tables are there then?"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang was completely convinced and said helplessly,

"Then set up more tables."

"Wangcai, you go to arrange it, the sooner the better!"

Wang Cai said happily at this time,

"Young master, don't worry, I will definitely set up a few more tables for you."

(Ann)

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