Uncle, please help the Han family

But now, she is already the intended concubine, and with such a status, she should have some qualifications to ask about this.

Jealous or something...

It's actually fine.

After all, I am different from that one, and I belong to the luckier woman who can stay with Xiangguo all the time.

I just really care about what kind of face the protagonist will have when facing his wife.

Is it something I've never seen and can't see.

"Well, I wrote to her." Liu Yu nodded without hiding it, and said quite softly, "I've always wanted to write a letter, but I have never been able to take time off, and today, I finally have time."

To be precise, it is now finally possible to let her come over.

"Then, have you finished writing, my lord?" Gongsunyin asked curiously.

"Well, it's basically finished." Liu Yu said hesitantly, looking at the family letter, which was actually very well completed, "But I always feel that this letter is too official, and there is something missing."

"Official?" Gongsunyin showed a puzzled expression.

"Well." Sticking to the pen, looking at the large letter, Liu Yu explained, "She has been paying close attention to my affairs, so I have truthfully reflected the latest situation, and because I want to pick her up, so I also gave special precautions. But when I came back to my senses, I had already written a few densely packed papers, which took up all the space."

Liu Yu also wanted to be sensational, but she is a pregnant woman, and little Liu Yu is broken in her stomach. The journey from Jidu to Yecheng is so long, so how can she not talk about it.

Although she has Zuo Ci as her guard, it is impossible for any accident to happen, but...

That's all the foolish husband can do.

"If you feel that you want to say too much and you can't write a letter..." Looking at Liu Yu, Gongsunyin suggested subtly and enviously, "Would you like to write a poem as the end at the last moment?"

"Write poetry?"

When Gongsunyin mentioned this, Liu Yu suddenly became enlightened.

That's right, I am a time traveler!

I have accumulated 2000 years more culture than humans in this era, and I am a liberal arts student. Wouldn’t it be enough to have a hand for a whole poem?

Qingqingzi lingers in my heart, but for the sake of the king, I have pondered it so far!

Wait, this seems a bit subtle... After all, half of this poem comes from the Book of Songs, and the coefficient of originality is not very high.

"Of course, this is still up to the lord himself. In my humble opinion, there is nothing to worry about."

Thinking that Liu Yu hadn't done any books, he might not be able to write poetry, so Gongsunyin quickly added a sentence, so as not to make Liu Yu come to power.

However, just as she finished speaking, Liu Yu picked up the brush and was eager to try.

Could it be that the lord really knows how to write poetry?

So what kind of poem would he write for his wife?

Gongsunyin was already very nervous, but peeping was not good, so he could only stay by and wait for Liu Yu to write.

The amazing thing is that the protagonist didn't think hard like other people when composing poems, but with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she then wrote the poems.And after finishing writing, that smile was gradually dissolved, and turned into an aftertaste like drinking fine wine.

"..."

Gongsun Yin, who really couldn't bear it anymore, finally crossed the line a little and said, "Master, it's just the last line of the poem, can you show Yin?"

If the lord can write poetry... As a secretary, I haven't gotten a single sentence.

Already gritted my teeth with envy!

"..." Liu Yu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Gongsunyin who was looking at Baba, and handed out the letter paper, and said with some embarrassment, "Look, but don't laugh at me."

"Yin'er promises that she will never talk nonsense."

Gongsunyin stretched out his hand and swore.

"You don't have to be so serious, I just think it's a little... Mmmm, you can take it and see it."

The writing is really boring and crooked.

But I have to say that this is what Liu Yu is thinking about now.

So before writing, I also thought of the poem that I have always liked very much.

"Thank you, my lord."

Taking the letter from Liu Yu with both hands, she had never been so nervous even reading her own family letter. Gongsunyin held it up tremblingly, staggered the private content very honestly, and went straight to the last sentence.

then……

Her cheeks gradually turned rosy, and in her eyes, there was also a love like a girl's bosom.

But soon, realizing that it was a letter from him to his wife, not himself, a burst of jealousy welled up in him.

"Xiangguo." Biting his lip, he stared straight at Liu Yu. After a long time of deliberation, Gongsunyin murmured softly: "On my day, can Xiangguo give me a poem?"

"Huh? What day?"

"No, nothing!"

When Liu Yu asked in confusion, Gongsunyin suddenly ran away shyly, not even finishing the ink he had promised to grind.

Only Liu Yu's most sincere words to Zhang Jiao were left on the table——

May I be like a star, like a moon, night and night.

Chapter 317 I'm Just Thinking About Your Son, Not Saying I Miss Me

It has been two months since Liu Yu went to war, and during his absence, Zhang Jiao's stomach swelled visibly to the naked eye.

And because she was only three and a half months pregnant, her figure was still in shape, except for her abdomen, she was still so graceful and stylish.

But for some unknown reason, Zhang Jiao felt that he was getting sleepy more and more easily.

"Tianshi, are you asleep again?"

When Zhang Jiao, who was sitting on a chair basking in the warm sun, opened his eyes in a daze, Zuo Ci came over and asked in a low voice.

"..." Zhang Jiao glanced at her, then looked at the blanket covering his legs, and said with a smile, "Thank you, I just took a nap."

"If you want to sleep, Tianshi should go back to the room."

"No." Zhang Jiao shook his head, and replied jokingly, "I always feel that Mr. Yu will send someone to look for me recently, and want to meet him in the yard."

"The Celestial Master is too worried. If this is the case, the mirror will tell me."

There was no expression on his face, Zuo Ci explained calmly.

"Hey." Seeing the other party's serious look, Zhang Jiao pretended to complain and said, "Since I've been with you, I always feel that there are so many surprises missing in my life."

To be precise, it's not that many surprises are missing, but all the surprises.

Of course, Zuo Ci also avoided all disasters for Zhang Jiao.

After all, this is the power of the artifact, and after the ability reaches a certain level, everything will become boring.

For example, Lu Bu's incomprehensible divine power made the battles between her and other generals boring, and there was only blind fire suppression.

The only thing that can limit her is physical strength.

And the closest Zhang Jiao got to "danger" was the few days when Zuo Ci fainted after watching his final fate with the "Mirror of Omniscience".

"Sorry Heavenly Master." Zuo Ci took it seriously and replied honestly, "Next time if it's a good thing, I can keep it from you."

"No need, I was just joking." Zhang Jiao said indifferently, "For me, waiting for your good news is also a kind of anticipation."

Moreover, after knowing the surprise in advance, you can face the surprise more calmly and avoid being in a hurry.

Zhang Jiao knew very well in his heart that Zuo Ci, not her, was the most important link in the immortal combination between himself and Zuo Ci.

In terms of strength, the attribute of Zuo Ci's ability is also stronger than his own.

After she dies, she will play a greater role in Liu Yu's hands.

As for myself, I just found a Mingjun for the world, a helper for the Mingjun, and a suitable master for his helper.

They are indispensable, what they do is actually not too important...

wrong.

I also did a very important thing.

"Son, I gave birth to you for Liu Yu."

Lowering her head, gently stroking her belly, with a smile on her face, Zhang Jiao's current life has been completely occupied by the crystallization of love between her and Liu Yu, and there is nothing wrong with it anymore.

"Tianshi, I have a question."

This matter has been buried in Zuo Ci's heart for a long time, she has always wanted to know, but since Zhang Jiao mentioned this child, she finally couldn't help it.

"what is the problem?"

Zhang Jiao turned his head to the side, looked at Zuo Ci, and asked with a smile.

"The son born between you and Xiangguo..."

"Zuo Ci."

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Jiao interrupted directly, and then corrected quite seriously: "It doesn't matter whether Mr. Yu is willing to make this child his son or not. I just hope that he grows up healthily. Remember, don't Say this in front of Yu Jun, especially the word Shizi."

Zhang Jiao knew exactly what kind of person Zuo Ci was.

She is very passionate about pursuing fame and wealth, and after her death, this child will definitely be taken care of by her.

If Zuo Ci wants to make his status more prominent, then it is undoubtedly a very effective way for this child to become the eldest son.

Zhang Jiao didn't mean to slander her, let alone treat the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

As a human being, it is normal for Zuo Ci to have these emotions, but this child cannot get involved in political battles.

Without a mother, he would be at a disadvantage easily.

"Yes, I know."

After being taught a lesson, Zuo Ci lowered her head, a little guilty, and didn't dare to show off her petty thinking anymore.

Tianshi is a smart woman who once led a very successful uprising, so her ability in tactics is much stronger than that of an inexperienced guy like herself.

"Then, what do you want to ask?"

His expression changed from serious to gentle, and Zhang Jiao didn't want to teach this disciple a lesson.

After all, even if she is really careful, she is also the only foster mother of her own child.

"..." Zuo Ci pondered for a while, and then said, "Tianshi and Yu Jun are both users of Chiwu. After passing this kind of talent to... Young Master, it will not only be more powerful, but at least it will be more powerful." Inherit the ability of one of you and Xiangguo. So, if he gets the healing power of a celestial master, do you want her...to be like you?"

Her words were very... tactful.

But this topic is not easy.

That's right, the reason why I wanted to give birth to a son for Liu Yu was that I didn't want to waste this divine power, hoping that the child could inherit my divine weapon and help Liu Yu.

However, using this power will consume lifespan.

I'm only in my twenties, and my lifespan is almost at the end.

So, if Mr. Yu encounters any trouble that needs healing power, will he dedicate my child's life to the world, to this big man?

Let him go his own way too?

In the past, Zhang Jiao really thought so.

However, when the child became more and more lively in her womb, she began to feel distressed.

"..."

Raising his head, looking at the sun hanging in the sky, feeling the peaceful and beautiful atmosphere, Zhang Jiao said after a long time: "After the child is born, please teach him to be a kind person, just like his father, Be full of compassion for the world and the common people. Of course, at the same time, tell him that his father loves him very much and cannot leave him. At any time, remember not to make his father sad."

After Zhang Jiao finished speaking here, he didn't continue talking.

But Zuo Ci still couldn't understand, so he continued to ask: "What does the Heavenly Master mean?"

"Let him make his own choice."

This is Zhang Jiao's final answer.

Give the child the power to determine his own path.

If he was kind, he would not ignore this Liming common people.

If he is filial, he will not ignore his father who loves him.