It was naturally Zhao Lang who pushed the door in.

Seeing Zhao Lang, Ji Wushuang's eyes lit up, and he hurried forward,

"Ah Lang, you are here!"

Zhao Lang stared and said,

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

Faced with Zhao Lang's question, Ji Wushuang 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."

It was rare to see Ji Wushuang's appearance as a little girl, and Zhao Lang couldn't help but feel soft. The other party was still pregnant with a child.

At this time, he said quickly,

"Ignore other things first, let Mr. Qin show you."

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

The slave's voice sounded from outside,

"Master, Elder Qin has already brought it over."

Soon, Elder Qin appeared in front of everyone with his medicine box in hand. At this time, Zhao Lang hurriedly greeted him with a smile, and said,

"Old Qin, show me quickly."

Elder Qin ignored the mess at the scene, but directly asked Ji Wushuang to sit down, and then began to signal his pulse.

Zhao Lang stepped aside nervously.

But soon, Elder Qin let out a huff, and frowned slightly.

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

"Old Qin, what's the matter?"

Elder Qin didn't speak, but felt his pulse with his eyes closed.

Ji Wushuang on the side was still sitting there heartlessly, without any nervousness.

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

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

Hearing the domineering words, Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment, damn, speaking with skills is tough.

And the other people next to him were already looking at each other with great reverence.

Mr. Qin continued,

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

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

"Mr. Qin, isn't there any danger?"

In his previous life, he couldn't be 100% sure about having a baby. In Daqin today, he would of course be nervous.

Sure enough, Mr. Qin also nodded, and went back,

"This childbirth is a life-and-death test. Of course, there will be dangers. Fortunately, the saint has been practicing martial arts since she was a child and is in excellent health. It shouldn't be a big problem. You just need to pay attention to your diet and don't let the fetus grow too big."

Zhao Lang immediately nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and asked people to quickly write it down.

After being busy for a while, Elder Qin left.

With joy, Zhao Lang stroked Ji Wushuang's stomach and said,

"I'm going to have two kids?"

Ji Wushuang glanced at the other party reproachfully and said,

"How big are they?"

Zhao Lang didn't care so much, the feeling of being connected by blood was too amazing.

After a good tenderness for a while, it was only in the morning that I came back to my senses and asked. ,

"You said just now 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 have a wedding? I think..."

Before Ji Wushuang finished speaking, Zhao Lang raised his brows and continued,

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

Ji Wushuang nodded with sparkling eyes, and then said,

"Actually, I am also learning from you. I heard that in the canonization ceremony of your prince, didn't all those things be given to the common people?"

"The new people in the Northland 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 land, their main task this year is to survive this winter.

He pondered for a while, then said,

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

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

Now that time has passed so long, the textile factories of various nobles should also be built, and the upsurge of recruiting workers is about to begin.

Even if the demand here is not so strong, Zhao Lang is still planning to start repairing Daqin's basic roads and so on 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 it is definitely enough for these people to survive the winter.

It's not that Zhao Lang is black-hearted, there's no way Daqin is poor now.

Therefore, there will only be too few people at that time.

Ji Wushuang nodded happily. She believed in Zhao Lang, but she still said,

"But giving them these things can still make them live a little better."

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

Hearing this, Zhao Lang almost laughed out of anger.

But he could only sigh and say,

"Then you should think about it clearly. This is your marriage. If it's too simple, you won't be afraid that others will say that you, the princess, don't have any dignity."

Ji Wushuang shook his head indifferently, and returned,

"What do I want Weiyi to do?"

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

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

Ji Wushuang suddenly showed a very bright smile and said,

"Ah Lang, you are the best."

Zhao Lang was about to take the opportunity to ask for rewards when he heard Ji Wushuang excitedly say,

"Miss Mei, you heard what A Lang said, quickly arrange for people to distribute the things to the common people."

Mei naturally agreed.

After Ji Wushuang finished making arrangements, Zhao Lang said helplessly,

"Then what about our marriage?"

Now that Ji Wushuang is almost two months pregnant, the marriage must be held as soon as possible, otherwise when the child is born, this month will be too far away, and she will look somewhat ugly.

Ji Wushuang said indifferently,

"It's okay, let's set up ten tables and eight tables."

Hearing this, everyone around secretly laughed, Zhao Lang really couldn't hold back at this time~lightnovelpub.net~ Speaking of,

"You are a peasant saint, a descendant of the Yan Kingdom, and I am the Prince of Qin, the lord of the six kingdoms and the head of a hundred families. We will set up ten tables and eight tables for our marriage?"

Seeing that Zhao Lang seemed about to get angry, Ji Wushuang said cautiously,

"Then set up a few more tables?"

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

"Then set up a few more tables."

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

At this time, Wangcai said cheerfully,

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

(An'an)

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