Chapter 1147, Pregnancy

The night is bleak and the wind is swirling.

In ancient times, the moon was relatively large, the light was very bright, and the sky was very clear. Even at night, you can see the clouds in the sky.

In the big and gorgeous carriage, the plumage was swaying and the stomach was a little uncomfortable.

On the top of the carriage hangs an orange lamp with mottled lights and shadows, which clearly outlines her sad expression.

She lifted the curtain and looked. The driver was the driver of the military government and the cook on the way. They all sat outside in thick cotton caps and...