I became a stepmother and got rich with my cute baby.

Time was running out, so after Song Wanqing left the City Lord's Mansion and returned home, he locked himself in his room and started making weapons.

When Cheng Qian'an saw her coming back, he was ready to greet her with a smile on his face, but he was suddenly locked outside the door.

Looking at the closed door, he curled his lips and said, "Wife!"

There was no movement inside, so Song Wanqing must be busy. He wisely walked away and went about his own business.

But until the sun set, Song Wanqing still had no intention of coming out of the room. He knocked on the door again: "Madam, I want you to accompany me for dinner!"

The door was finally opened from the inside. Song Wanqing's hair was a little messy, but her eyes were surprisingly bright. She comforted him softly, "Husband, you can eat by yourself. I will be going to the war with the army in a few days, so I have to prepare the things I will need at that time."

Going out?

Cheng Qian'an's eyes darkened, then returned to normal.

He said innocently, "Then I'll bring the food over later. Let's eat together, okay, my lady?"

Song Wanqing frowned slightly, she looked back at the messy room, pursed her pink lips and wanted to refuse.

She is now preparing weapons needed for the war. She has exchanged many parts from the exchange shop and now needs to assemble them.

These things cannot be seen by Cheng Qian.

She consciously blocked the crack in the door. Before she could speak, Cheng Qianan pulled her arm again: "Madam, just promise me, I haven't seen you for almost a day."

He spoke in a pleading tone, his eyes flickering like a deer, and Song Wanqing's heart softened immediately.

"Let me finish my meal with you. I'll come back to continue after we finish." She pulled the tall Cheng Qian'an up and walked into the dining room with him.

Several delicious side dishes had already been placed on the table, and the aroma was wafting in the air. Song Wanqing then realized that she was a little hungry.

As soon as the two sat down, a big chicken leg was placed in Song Wanqing's bowl.

"Ma'am, you eat."

When she looked up, she saw Cheng Qian'an smiling at her with his eyes curved. All the fatigue of the past few days disappeared at this moment.

She curved her eyebrows and was delighted, "Thank you, my husband."

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Cheng Qian'an's ears were slightly red, and she felt even better.

"Madam, are you going to go to the war with Ji Huaichuan in a few days?" Cheng Qian'an suddenly asked while eating, his brows slightly frowned, and he was obviously unhappy.

Song Wanqing was stunned for a moment.

She could clearly feel that Cheng Qian'an had started to speak much more fluently recently.

But the questions he asked were still so childish, always like a jealous child.

She couldn't help but curl her lips and said, "Yes, he is the city lord, so of course I have to follow him."

Cheng Qi'an frowned even more. He put down his chopsticks, moved closer to Song Wanqing, hugged her and refused to let go. "I don't want you to be with him."

It was unknown how long it would take for his wife to come back. When he thought about how long she would have to live with that guy named Ji day and night, he couldn't help feeling jealous.

"That won't do. We must go to the battle. Don't worry, my husband. I will bring you and the two children some delicious food when I come back." She touched Cheng Qian'an's head and whispered as if coaxing a child.

Cheng Qian'an's eyes were slightly red, and he even started to threaten and say, "I want to go with you!"

Song Wanqing rubbed his brows, his eyes showing both pampering and relief, and helplessness.

Swords and spears are merciless on the battlefield, and Cheng Qian'an is like this. If he really goes there, what if something unexpected happens?

What's more, there are two children at home who need someone to take care of them.

She could only persuade him kindly: "It's too dangerous outside. What if my husband is caught by bad guys by accident?"

"Besides, the two children love playing with you the most. If you leave with me, who will they play with? Who will protect them if they encounter danger?"

Hearing this, Cheng Qian was stunned.

He looked a little shaken: "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Song Wanqing nodded firmly, "This family can't live without you."

The air fell into silence, Cheng Qian lowered his head, as if thinking.

After a moment, he raised his head, his eyes full of determination, "Okay, I'll listen to you!"

As he said this, he rubbed against her shoulder like a dog.

Song Wanqing hugged him and felt a sense of pride in her heart. It seemed that she was still very good at coaxing people.

But at this moment, on her shoulder, there was no smile in Cheng Qian'an's eyes.

If he didn't have something to do this time, he would never let Song Wanqing and Ji Huaichuan go out together.

Thinking of Ji Huaichuan's smiling peach blossom eyes, he felt unhappy.

You can tell at first glance that he's not a good man.

Three days passed in a flash, and the necessary weapons were almost ready. Ji Huaichuan sent his people to take the weapons away.

When the time came to go to the battle, Song Wanqing put on a piece of soft armor under her dress for self-protection. As soon as she walked out of the room, she saw Cheng Qian'an standing outside the door with his two children, waiting for her eagerly.

Oh, it seems like she's never coming back.

Song Wanqing laughed and stopped where he was.

"My lady, the child and I will take you to the city gate together." Cheng Qian'an took a few steps closer and held Song Wanqing. The touch of soft armor under his clothes made him feel relieved.

"Okay." Song Wanqing naturally agreed, and the four of them went to the city gate together.

Not far away, a tall horse stood in the middle, with countless soldiers behind it.

The man in the middle was Ji Huaichuan. His originally frivolous peach blossom eyes were suppressed by his military uniform, making him look a bit solemn and murderous.

"You're here?" He rode over on horseback. Song Wanqing nodded and gracefully mounted the horse that had been prepared for her in advance.

Cheng Qianan glanced at Ji Huaichuan threateningly, and deliberately moved his body to block Song Wanqing's sight of Ji Huaichuan, "My lady, I can't bear to leave you."

He lowered his eyes, like a big wronged dog. Song Wanqing couldn't help but soften her heart. She ruffled his hair and whispered in his ear, "I will come back early to be with you and the child."

"Yeah." Cheng Qian nodded, still pulling her sleeve reluctantly.

Song Wanqing sighed, didn't pull him, and turned his gaze to the two idiots on the side.

The two children stood aside, staring at her without blinking, looking very fond of her.

"Don't worry, mother will be back soon. You should listen to father at home."

"Yes, we will!" the two children answered in unison, "Mom, please come home safely. Daddy and I will miss you."

Song Wanqing felt a warm feeling in her heart, "Okay, mother misses you too."

Seeing that the time to set off was almost up, Cheng Qian'an let go of her hand, but his eyes were still fixed on her.

Those handsome eyebrows were tinged with sorrow and his eyes were full of grievance, which almost made Song Wanqing unable to control herself.

"Ahem." Ji Huaichuan coughed lightly, with a playful look in his eyes, "If you really can't bear to part with it, just take it with you."