The following three days, just as Yu Wenye had said, they began the forced march.
A forced march was different from an ordinary march. Everyone traveled light and moved quickly. They discarded all unnecessary luggage, and even Shang Ruyi got off the carriage, riding on horseback with the others, braving the scorching sun as they climbed mountains and crossed rivers, galloping forward.
Shen Wuzheng and Tushere were worried, but although Shang Ruyi was tired after running like this for three days, her spirits were much improved.
Though the miscarriage had taken a toll on her body, the fetus was not far along, and being young with a strong constitution, she had recovered a lot during her rest on the ship. Now moving about made Shang Ruyi feel like she had come back to life.
