"I'm not tired. Moreover, I'm full of energy today. I want to take a stroll outside." She hadn't been out for a long time. Taking advantage of her good mood today, she was going to have a good time outside.
Jing Xinche glanced at Mu Fengqie's belly and frowned. He was a bit worried, but after seeing the excitement in Mu Fengqie's eyes, he sighed helplessly.
"Then you must stay close to me and don't walk too fast." Jing Xinche exhorted uneasily.
All the people around them were their own. Even if there was any danger, they would protect Qie'er at the first moment.
"Got it. You're really becoming more and more long - winded." Mu Fengqie gave Jing Xinche a disdainful look and walked into the crowd. Jing Xinche followed closely behind Mu Fengqie, afraid that she might bump into something.
After playing around all the way, Mu Fengqie was in a much better mood and more relaxed. Finally, the two stopped in front of a wonton stall. Jing Xinche looked at this wonton stall and thought it must be fate.
This was the very stall where he once brought the King of the Grassland to eat. It had to be said that the spicy wontons here were really famous.
Mu Fengqie swallowed her saliva at the spicy smell in the air. "A Che, I want to eat."
Mu Fengqie tugged at Jing Xinche's arm and pointed at the wonton stall in front of them.
It was said that craving sour food during pregnancy meant a son while craving spicy food meant a daughter. "Qie'er, you want spicy food?" Jing Xinche raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Fengqie.
"Yeah, I really do." Mu Fengqie's eyes were almost shining as she looked at the wonton stall.
Jing Xinche smiled, pulled Mu Fengqie to sit down beside the stall, and ordered a bowl of slightly spicy wontons. However, to his surprise, after Mu Fengqie tasted one, she asked the boss to change it to extra - spicy ones.
This really shocked Jing Xinche. "Qie'er, can you handle it? Let's still have the slightly spicy ones." Jing Xinche said worriedly, looking at Mu Fengqie's belly.
"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing. I'll be fine."
After the extra - spicy wontons were served, Mu Fengqie couldn't wait to taste one. Then she never put down her chopsticks again and gobbled up the wontons in the bowl.
Jing Xinche watched Mu Fengqie enjoying her food. He began to suspect that the boss of the wonton stall had changed the recipe, and the wontons were no longer spicy. But after Jing Xinche picked up one from Mu Fengqie's bowl and ate it, he started to look at Mu Fengqie with a strange look.
It wasn't that he was overly suspicious. It was just that Mu Fengqie seemed to have no problem eating them, but after he tasted one, his face turned bright red from the spiciness, and he still couldn't recover even after drinking two big bowls of water.
This made him can't help but wonder what kind of "monster" the baby in Qie'er's belly was. Usually, although Qie'er liked spicy food, she would never eat it so extremely. Slightly spicy was enough for her, but now she had directly switched to extra - spicy.
Would it become super - spicy after a while?
Mu Fengqie finished a whole big bowl of wontons under Jing Xinche's suspicious gaze. She originally wanted another bowl, but Jing Xinche stopped her.
"Qie'er, eating too much spicy food is not good. It's easy to hurt your stomach. Let it be this time. If you still want to eat, I'll bring you here next time."
Mu Fengqie stroked her belly and nodded. "Okay, but next time I want two bowls, and they must be extra, extra spicy."
"Sure." He guessed right. This level of spiciness was definitely not enough for Qie'er. It seemed that the baby in Qie'er's belly was a daughter for sure.
Jing Xinche gently looked at Mu Fengqie's belly. A daughter was good. A daughter was a father's little cotton - padded jacket. His father had always regretted that he wasn't a girl when he was alive.
After Jing Xinche brought Mu Fengqie back, he didn't do anything else. He just coaxed Mu Fengqie to sleep all the time. After she fell asleep soundly, he tiptoed out.
Looking at the record book in his hand, Jing Xinche's anger welled up. He didn't expect that these bandits had robbed so many people. Moreover, what he couldn't even imagine was that they had even robbed the Jiang family, and not just once. The Jiang family was the one that had been robbed the most according to the record.
It seemed that there were still many secrets about the Jiang family, and those bandits hadn't told everything. He had been too lenient after all.
"Someone, follow me to the dungeon again." This time, he must ask them properly.
When those bandits saw Jing Xinche again, they all shrank back in unison. Especially the boss. His two legs were already crippled, and he suffered from unbearable pain every day. Whenever he wanted to commit suicide, someone would stop him.
"What are you here for again? We've already told you everything we know." The second - in - command stammered.
"Really? But why does this marquis feel that you haven't finished? For example, the things about the Jiang family." Jing Xinche looked at them leisurely.
When the boss and the others heard the words "Jiang family", they were stunned for a moment, and then tried their best to cover up their strangeness. Unfortunately, Jing Xinche had already noticed their abnormality.
He curled his lips. "Do you tell me on your own, or should I make you talk?"
"We... we don't know anything about the Jiang family." The boss said, obviously refusing to admit it.
Jing Xinche looked at the others. After seeing that they all had the same expression, he became interested. It seemed that he had to do it himself.
Jing Xinche sent someone to tie up the boss and then started to think. What method should he use this time? The boss felt his scalp tingle under Jing Xinche's gaze, but he still insisted stubbornly.
"If you have the guts, use all the methods on me. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Jing Xinche sneered. "It doesn't matter whether you're afraid or not. As long as someone is afraid." You're just a tool anyway.
Thank you, boss.
This time, Jing Xinche didn't do it himself. He asked someone else to do it instead, otherwise the smell of blood on him would be too strong later.
"I once saw a torture method called the 'combing torture' in other countries when I was on the border. I've never tried it before. I'll use you to practice today. Don't worry. I've already called the doctor. I won't let you die."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and someone brought up the prepared iron comb. However, it was a bit big for the first time, and it took two people to use it.
The boss's limbs were tied to the iron bed and he couldn't move at all.
"This marquis will ask you one last time. Are you really not going to say?"
"Humph! Even if you beat me to death, I won't say!" The boss stared at Jing Xinche fiercely.
Of course, he didn't know that his good brother had already told them about their lair that day...