Divorced woman with child travels through time

Chen Wenfang carefully moved out of the carriage, which was riddled with arrows.

"Hey, slow down, slow down!" Old Fang was holding the door, not knowing how to block her way.

Having finally emerged, before they could even ask if the children were alright, they heard an alarming sound of drums beating from the city gate.

"Bang bang bang!" The sound of countless drums coming together was like thunder, making people's hearts tremble!

"What's going on?" Chen Wenfang saw that the people who had been hiding inside houses or under tables in shops had all come out and were running towards the city gate.

"Mom? What's going on?" Several children also came out.

Old Fang looked solemn.

"It must be the Liao people attacking!" Wang Feng led his horse over. When the accident happened earlier, he immediately moved the carriage to the back of the group, which prevented the accident from happening again.

"And what about your general?" Chen Wenfang grasped the key point; this scene was too obvious, and he guessed that he was the bait.

"The general is overseeing the battle at the front!" Lin Er, covered in blood, came over and saluted her, followed by Zhang Biao and Qi Shiliu.

"Greetings, Madam!" Everyone bowed in unison.

"No need for formalities!" Chen Wenfang was only worried about what lay ahead.

"Madam, it was my idea to use you as bait. Please don't blame the general. These Liao spies have been hiding in the city for years, and they have secret agents who are also colluding with officials. I originally wanted to deal with them before investigating our colleagues, but I was afraid of alerting them. If we were not careful, we would lose everything!" Lin Er came in person this time to vouch for Chen Wenfang and ensure that she would not be harmed.

Lin Er spoke sincerely and earnestly, kneeling down to say, "General, you have repeatedly suppressed bandits, but in reality, you have been fighting against Liao people. They have long regarded you as a thorn in their side, let alone you! However, you have never left your home, leaving them with no way to attack. That is why we used this plan to wipe them out in one fell swoop. Please do not blame the General, Madam. I am willing to take all the blame myself!"

Chen Wenfang sighed, "It's alright, get up. There was nothing we could do about it, but next time, please let me know in advance!"

Lin Er said helplessly, "We don't know when our son will be back, so we didn't have time to greet you!"

"That's enough! It's alright! Let's hurry up and go to the city wall to watch the battle!" Countless people surged towards the city wall. Chen Wenfang was extremely anxious and wished she could sprout wings and go see for herself.

"Yes! But Madam, you must still be careful. I am worried that there may still be spies who have not been eliminated!" Lin Er was relieved to have Chen Wenfang forgive him.

"Okay, I understand! Let's go!" Chen Wenfang took the three children's hands and ran straight towards the city gate! Lin Er and the others quickly followed, while Zhang Biao led a group of soldiers to clean up the mess, and Wang Feng dragged a few children who wanted to watch the excitement towards the general's mansion.

As Chen Wenfang approached the city gate, she discovered that the road was already blocked by onlookers.

"Fellow citizens! The Liao people are attacking our city. We are defending our homes and country. You must not add to the chaos!" Qi Shiliu shouted as he boarded the carriage. "Please return home quickly, for there may be danger!"

They were dressed in official robes and had drawn their swords; they had just witnessed the killing of Liao people, and the people who saw this quickly made way for them.

Lin Er led Chen Wenfang up the city wall without any obstacles.

Chen Wenfang looked at the tall and imposing figure standing on the city gate and immediately felt relieved. As if she had known what was going on, the moment she looked over, Wang Erniu also turned his head. Their eyes met, both filled with tenderness.

Wang Erniu was constantly worried about her. He knew about the ambush on Changzheng Street, but there was a reason for it, and things happened too fast. Even with all the precautions, he was still very worried. He figured his wife should be arriving soon, so he kept turning back, just in time to see her coming.

"Wife, are you alright!" Wang Erniu ignored the curses from below the city wall and rushed over to pull her up and down, looking her over.

"I'm fine. Don't hide it from me next time." Chen Wenfang glared at him, then took the opportunity to pinch a small piece of skin off the back of his hand and twist it hard.

"Ouch... I'm glad you're not angry, my wife!" Wang Erniu pretended to be in pain, but said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, without changing his expression. "I wanted to tell you last night, but we were both busy with important matters, and I saw that you were sleepy, so I thought I'd talk about it next time."

Chen Wenfang blushed slightly. She knew what he meant by "serious business." "That won't do either. You'll have to tell me next time."

"Alright, alright," Wang Erniu coaxed, putting his arm around her waist. "Next time, I won't let you sleep."

"Ugh, there are so many people here." Chen Wenfang's face turned as red as it could possibly be. What kind of time is this for him to say such things?

Wang Erniu chuckled and took the opportunity to cup her hands in his own.

Just as the children were about to come closer, Brother Nie picked them up and carried them aside.

Lin Er and the others watched from behind, chuckling to themselves. Sure enough, our general is henpecked. With a major battle imminent, he still has the mood to flirt. It's quite enviable.

"What is that person cursing?" Chen Wenfang changed the subject, saying something incomprehensible.

"Don't rush! Someone will translate it later." Wang Erniu casually played with her small hand, his eyebrows slightly raised, seemingly lost in thought.

Sure enough, after the burly man with a bald head and a head full of small braids finished speaking, a slightly thin Han-looking man next to him began to shout, "General Wang! Your Han people often engage in forced buying and selling, cheating us Liao people. You have repeatedly surrounded and killed Liao people, but you have turned a blind eye to the Song people. If you continue to do this, then we will take care of it. Hand over your Song merchants, or we will kill the Han people outside the city right now!"

"Haha!" A burst of laughter rang out from the city wall.

"Do you think we're stupid? Those are obviously Liao people in disguise! Why don't you kill them and show us?" Brother Nie shouted from above.

"Exactly, are you just reluctant to part with us? You've taken in our lackeys and are treating them like treasures? Wang Shizhong, do you like the food from the Liao people? How come you're not stuffed to death!" Ma Ying looked at the Han scholars below, his eyes blazing with anger.

“No need for you to trouble yourself, General! I can eat it!” Wang Shizhong replied to the Liao leader beside him, his face ashen, suppressing his anger.

The burly man then launched into another long string of words.

Wang Shizhong's face darkened further. He hesitated for a moment, then took a breath and said, "General Wang! Our leader said that, considering your skill in battle, he will not hold you accountable for killing the Liao people. If you are willing to surrender and submit to the Liao Kingdom as your master, he is willing to bestow upon you the surname of Prince of Kinship and share the world with you!"

The air fell silent after those words were spoken.

Zhang Yuntai's expression was inscrutable, his probing gaze sweeping over Wang Erniu's face.

He couldn't respond to that, and Brother Nie, Ma Ying, and the others all kept their mouths shut.

The burly man below the city wall looked at Wang Erniu, who was embracing a woman, and couldn't help but show a hint of disdain. This Wang Erniu, even at this time, still couldn't bear to part with a woman. He must have excellent advisors. He was just lucky to be good at fighting, otherwise he would have died many times over.