An Shiqi spent nearly an hour searching until she found a carriage. The carriage was somewhat worn and not very good, but having one was certainly better than none at all.
Hua Yan took two fetus-preserving medicines, rested for nearly half an hour, ate some food, and then used the warmer to soothe her lower abdomen. Finally, her discomfort and pain eased.
Yun Chi carried Hua Yan onto the carriage. Hua Yan laid down on the carriage, her brows gradually relaxing, and soon she snuggled into Yun Chi's arms and fell asleep again.
The carriage was made of old material, and even with top-quality horses, it still made squeaking noises. If the carriage went any faster, there was a fear it might fall apart.
An Shiqi, riding alongside the carriage, regretted not directly taking a carriage from Uncle Shiwu, it would have saved the trouble of struggling to find such a broken carriage in this place where there was no village ahead and no shops behind.
