The General is Pregnant: His Majesty Abstinence and Sexual Devotion Every Night

Chapter 322: Coaxing a Child

Gu Junqing narrowed his eyes and looked ahead, but there was nothing in front of him except cigarette ash.

The problem is behind her!

Gu Junqing did not look back, but relying on years of vigilance and intuition, she quickly turned sideways and avoided the sharp sword that was stabbing at her from behind.

After dodging, she finally had the chance to turn around and see who had attacked her.

As expected, the people in front of him all wore masks and hoods, and their bodies were covered tightly. Compared with the previous assassinations, this time seemed to be more rigorous than the previous ones.

Fortunately, this was not the first time she encountered such a situation. Gu Junqing moved her wrist bones. Her eyes, which were usually indifferent, were now full of sharpness and coldness, as if a thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain was reflected in her eyes, causing the people who looked into her eyes to feel a chill in their hearts.

After spending half an hour, Gu Junqing looked at the dozen people who had come to assassinate him falling to the ground, and the other half of the people quickly stopped playing chess and left after hearing a strange whistle.

Confused, she retracted her gaze from the ground, raised her feet and followed him out of the place. She was not going to chase the remaining half of the people. She felt strange. According to the secret guards who had assassinated her in the past, they would choose to retreat only when there were less than five people left. But today, they left here before the battle was over when there were more than half of them left. What did the person behind this move mean?

The wound on her arm brought her attention back to where she was. She frowned, not because of the pain, but because she was thinking that if she went back with all these injuries, the people in the mansion would be so nervous that they would make a big deal out of nothing.

She had to come up with an excuse to stop them from worrying before returning to the General's Mansion.

Fortunately, I was wearing black clothes.

Gu Junqing thought silently.

The general's mansion was not far away. Gu Junqing stood outside and observed for a while.

Seeing that there was no one at the door, her frowned brows relaxed slightly.

Until he stood in front of the mansion gate.

Qinghe and Ye Shan, who had been waiting for her outside the door, did not wait there for some reason. Gu Junqing breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the guards at the door. After seeing them open the door consciously, she put her hands behind her back and moved her arms closer to her back.

Even Gu Junqing herself knew that she was just trying to cover up her mistake and was very guilty. The general's mansion looked deserted and unpopular on the surface.

That's because the people in the General's Mansion are either in the Grand Council or hiding in the dark corners of the General's Mansion. Everyone hides themselves, and no one knows when this bad habit was developed.

Gu Junqing had no choice but to let them do as they pleased.

However, whenever she was sick or injured, the guards and servants who were hiding in the dark doing their own things would rush out from the dark as if all their bodies were moved, and would take care of her and ask about her health when she was sick or injured, and they were extremely diligent.

Gu Junqing knew that they were doing this for her own good, but she still felt that their behavior of taking care of her during the time when she was sick and injured seemed like they were taking the opportunity to be lazy.

She was thinking about these things in her mind and casually glanced at the people standing not far away. She saw that they were staring at her face with puzzled eyes, as if they wanted to see a flower on her face. Gu Junqing raised her eyebrows, as if asking them what they were looking at.

Gu Junqing was very impressive outside, but when he was in the general's mansion, he was very friendly and easy to talk to, especially in the past few months. Even if the servants did something wrong, as long as they did not betray the general, he was very easy to talk to in other matters.

Seeing Gu Junqing's expression, a more courageous guard stood up and took a few steps closer to Gu Junqing. Then he moved his nose in a pretentious manner, frowned, and said directly to Gu Junqing: "General, you are injured, and you smell of blood..."

Glancing at Gu Junqing's hands behind his back, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and then he began to worry, and said anxiously: "General, your arm is injured. Hasn't the wound been treated yet? I will go find Miss Qinghe to heal the general."

The people standing next to this man glanced at their general after hearing the words of this subordinate, and then simply saluted Gu Junqing. After seeing Gu Junqing nod helplessly, they raised their feet and hurriedly rushed towards Qinghe's direction.

Only the little guard who had asked about Gu Junqing's wounds was left. Gu Junqing glanced at the little guard standing beside her without saying anything, smiled, said nothing, turned around and left. She couldn't possibly wait for Qinghe to come to the gate of the mansion.

There is also this little guard. It is said that Duan Jun brought him back from outside personally a month ago. He said that he rescued him unintentionally. Seeing that the guard was homeless and had nowhere to go, he observed him for half a month and found that this little guard had no other problems except that he was a little stubborn, so he reluctantly accepted him.

Gu Junqing withdrew his gaze and walked straight to his bedroom.

She found an excuse to send the young guard away halfway, so he did not follow her to her door.

When Qinghe came over with the medicine box, Gu Junqing reluctantly took off his coat.

Then she simply washed her face and put her things away, then Qinghe knocked on the door carrying the medicine box.

Gu Junqing let her in.

Qing He pushed open the door and saw Gu Junqing wearing a middle-length shirt. She quickened her pace and hurried up to Gu Junqing. She placed the medicine box on the table beside her.

She supported Gu Junqing and walked towards the small couch. After Gu Junqing sat down, Qinghe looked up at Gu Junqing.

Gu Junqing loves black clothes. This is something that everyone in the general's mansion and the people in the capital know. Without exception, the color of the inner garment worn by Gu Junqing is naturally black. The fabric is soft and smooth, and the color is low-key yet with a hint of nobility and luxury, which makes Gu Junqing's cold and gorgeous little face even colder.

In his own room, Gu Junqing's expression was somewhat relaxed, and after seeing her coming, he felt even more relaxed and casual.

It could be seen from the collar of her shirt that was not tied up properly. When she got closer, Qing He could clearly see the small cinnabar-colored mole clearly visible on the left collarbone of her general.

There was no change in her expression, but the amount of mumbling she made was several times more frequent than usual. She was even more gentle when cleaning Gu Junqing's wound, and from time to time she asked if it hurt, as if she was coaxing a child.