The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, Shen Jin felt something pressing on her stomach. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw a dark figure bending over and standing in front of the bed.

The familiar aura emanating from the shadowy figure made Shen Shou stop his punch.

"How did you come?"

"Yes, I heard it from Lin Xing," Cheng Yu said succinctly.

Using the moonlight streaming through the window, Shen Jin gestured for Cheng Yu to remove his hand from her stomach.

Cheng Yu remained unmoved, continuing to place his hand on it and gently soothe it.

"what are you doing?"

"Communicate with him."

Shen Jin frowned as she listened to Cheng Yu's words: "He doesn't understand anything right now."

“He understands.”

Shen Jin was too lazy to waste words on a stubborn person like Cheng Yu. Let him do whatever he wants!

How is the injury?

"Can't die."

"That's good. I don't want to become a widow at such a young age."

Since Shen Jin had already agreed to marry Cheng Yu, she would no longer avoid him like before.

In addition, during pregnancy, her former temper gradually resurfaced.

Hearing Shen Jin's tone, which sounded much like before, Cheng Yu's lips curled up slightly. It seemed that after not seeing him for many days, this纨绔公子弟 (playboy) from the prefecture had returned.

That's good, at least it saves him from always avoiding me.

Knowing that Shen Jin was no longer avoiding him, Cheng Yu felt a moment of joy.

Shen Jin glanced at Cheng Yu, who was hunched over, and looked up at the table. "There's a chair."

Cheng Yu walked over, pulled up a chair, and sat down.

Shen Jin looked at the tall figure beside the bed and gradually became sleepy. She yawned and was about to say something when she fell asleep the next second.

Cheng Yu tucked the blanket around Shen Jin and stared at Shen Jin's sleeping face in a daze.

It seems that the quiet look is much better.

Wan Rui, who was imprisoned in the woodshed, could not hold on any longer and fainted from hunger.

Before Yin Baicai got out of bed, she heard Uncle He knocking on her door and saying, "Madam, the man in the woodshed has fainted."

Awakened, Yin Baicai wrapped herself tighter in the quilt, rubbing her sleepy eyes. "Uncle He, give him some water. We'll talk about it when I get up."

Uncle He knew that Wan Rui had kidnapped Yin Baicai, and he wished Wan Rui would starve to death.

That wicked young man! Their general is so old, and he finally found such a caring husband, and he still ruined him.

What's even more infuriating is that he also caused Xiao Zhao's death; he truly deserves to die.

Uncle He became increasingly angry, and scooped a ladle of ice water from the large vat at the entrance of the courtyard and poured it into Wan Rui's mouth.

"Hmph, you vicious young man, you don't deserve for me to boil water for you."

While eating breakfast, Yin Baicai asked about Wan Rui's condition. Uncle He immediately replied, "He was given some water and woke up shortly afterward, but he didn't look too good."

Yin Baicai thought to herself: It would be a lie to say he looks good; Wan Rui has been starving for two whole days without a drop of water.

After eating her fill, Yin Baicai strolled over to the woodshed. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Wan Rui staring at her listlessly.

He chuckled and said, "I thought you were dead. I heard you fainted from hunger, but you're perfectly fine, and you even have the energy to glare at me!"

Wan Rui's eyes were filled with hatred, as if he wanted to tear Yin Baicai to pieces. He had never been treated like this before.

While living in the mansion, I had always enjoyed a life of luxury and never experienced thirst or hunger.

All of this is thanks to that lowly country bumpkin. If it weren't for him, I might already be the wife of this general, instead of ending up like this.

Yin Baicai deliberately provoked Wan Rui, "I heard that your father has been very busy lately, spending every day in the rooms of different concubines. Can you guess how many half-brothers and half-sisters you will have in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Rui stammered in anger, but because his mouth was gagged, he couldn't utter a sound.

Yin Baicai casually picked at her ear. "You have something to say? Pfft, I won't let you say it."

Wan Rui stared at Yin Baicai with a venomous gaze that sent chills down one's spine.

How dare those lowly women in the manor give birth to such a vile child and compete with me for the family fortune? They all deserve to die.

Once I escape from here, I will definitely drive those vile people out of the manor.

They're just a bunch of low-class scoundrels who dared to try and take a share of my family's property.

The lowly scum that Wan Rui spoke of were living a very comfortable life right now.

Ever since Wanda ordered that no one in the mansion be allowed to search for Wan Rui, they have all been doing their best to keep him in their own courtyards.

Everyone wants to have a son or daughter so that they can have security for the rest of their lives.

Besides, Wan Rui has disappeared, and we have no idea whether he is alive or dead. We can make a fortune from this huge Wan mansion.

Everyone hoped that their bellies would cooperate and that their first child would be a boy.

Yang Liu grumbled angrily in the courtyard, lamenting that her brilliant idea had somehow allowed the others to gain the upper hand.

Although the master has come to visit me in the courtyard every day, my belly is fake and I can't keep him here. What should I do?

Seeing her worried expression, her personal maid whispered in her ear, "Madam, perhaps..."

After listening, Yang Liu nodded, "Okay, I'll leave it to you to handle."

After the servants left, Yang Liu touched her flat stomach and secretly resolved that she must succeed today, otherwise she would not be able to hide her pregnancy after three months.

Wanda spent his days lingering in the rooms of his various wives, having completely forgotten about Wan Rui.

He figured Wan Rui was just a kid, and he'd spoiled him rotten since he was little. Now that Wan Rui wanted to cause the Wan family line to end, he figured he'd let him suffer outside for a while, and then bring him back when the time was right.

Liu Xiaolian, who was tortured by Liu Zi and covered in bruises, was not allowed to rest for a moment by the madam, and the number of customers she received each day was even more than before.

She figured that since Liu Xiaolian had let her cash cow run away, she would let Liu Xiaolian earn the money back.

Although Liu Xiaolian's body appears to have no wounds, beneath the unseen skin and flesh lie countless tiny needle marks.

The madam forbade anyone from giving her medicine, and in just two days, she was on the verge of death.

The madam looked at Liu Xiaolian, who was lying on the bed barely alive, covered her nose with a handkerchief, and said with disgust, "What bad luck! You're already like this. If you hadn't let my money tree go, you would be suffering like this. The money I earned these past two days is really not enough."

Hearing the madam's words, Liu Xiaolian's eyes were filled with resentment. These past two days, she had been taking in clients who liked to abuse people, and she had earned quite a bit of money.

The madam wouldn't even pay for her own medicine, and before she could catch her breath, she was gone.

The madam said to Liu Zi behind her, "Throw the person into the mass grave and clean this house thoroughly; it's really bad luck."

Liu Zi looked at Liu Xiaolian, whose body was covered in sores, and spat out a sarcastic remark, "Serves you right, serves you right for looking down on people like that."

He instructed the two men to wrap the person in a mat and walk towards the door.

Hu Rulie, who had taken over command of the army, could no longer contain himself. A third of his men had already died, and this battle had to be won quickly.

As the weather grows colder, if the Northern City isn't captured, a large number of the resource-poor Wali people will die and certainly won't survive the winter.

Hu Rulie put his finger to his lips and hissed, luring a pigeon in. He tied a note to its leg and released it outside the tent.

Into the night

Looking at the burning charcoal brazier in front of him, Li Zhe knew that the coldest time in the Northern Region was approaching, and Hu Rulie would definitely launch a large-scale attack on the city before the cold wave arrived. He had to hurry up and make preparations for defense.