"Zhihan, there is something I want to tell you."
There was a trace of hesitation on Lu He's face, but before Shu Zhihan could speak, she could already see her face wrinkled tightly like a bun.
She quickly stood up and stepped forward to support her.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know, I just feel a little pain in my stomach."
Hearing what she said, Lu He urgently supported her, "Miyue, hurry up and send your lady back to her room."
Hearing such a shout, Mi Yue couldn't help being stunned.
Mi Yue moved quickly, holding Shu Zhihan tightly in a careful and caring manner, and walked towards the room.
Shu Zhihan leaned on Mi Yue's shoulder. Her face was slightly pale and her brows were slightly furrowed. She was obviously still enduring discomfort.
Mi Yue's eyes glanced at her from time to time, and the strength in her hands was subtle and moderate, able to support Shu Zhihan's weight without being too reckless to make her feel uncomfortable.
Mi Yue was careful with every step she took, as if she were in the clouds, carefully balancing the weight of the two people with every step.
Arriving at the room, Mi Yue gently made the bed for Shu Zhihan, and then slowly helped her lie down. She carefully covered her with a quilt to block the cool breeze, and then sat down by the bed and looked at her with soft eyes. Holding her.
"Miss, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Do you want to see a doctor?"
Miyue's face seemed to be very bad, and she nervously held Shu Zhihan's hand.
At this time, she saw Lu He walking in and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Lu He, are you going to see the doctor?"
Don't you think so? Lu He shook his head and said, "No, let's go and boil some hot water first."
Although I didn't understand why, I still hurried over.
After Mi Yue left, Lu He immediately sat on the edge of Shu Zhihan's bed, "How do you feel now? Are you about to give birth?"
Her words stunned Shu Zhihan, "Ah? No way? Is it so sudden?"
Shu Zhihan's hand gently touched her abdomen, and when she realized the upcoming changes, she couldn't help but feel a deep surprise in her heart.
She repeatedly told herself that this was something she had been looking forward to, that this was the role of mother she would fulfill. However, when it actually happened, she could not describe the mixture of nervousness and excitement she felt.
Shu Zhihan was lying on the bed, stroking her belly with one hand and grabbing Lu He's hand with the other, feeling a little nervous.
"Should we send someone to call Luo Jinyu back?"
Shu Zhihan shook her head and said, "Let's forget it. He must be busy now. It's better not to disturb him yet. I'm not sure yet."
"By the way, just now, didn't you say you had something to tell me? What was it?"
Lu He hesitated for a moment and then said: "Actually, it's not a big deal, but I want to tell you that Xia Yang is coming."
Shu Zhihan blinked her eyes, and then the shadow of the handsome young man appeared in her mind, and nodded, "Why did he come here at this time?"
"I sent him a message and told him that we recognized each other.
Hearing this, Shu Zhihan couldn't help but nodded, thinking that he would know about this matter sooner or later, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.
What she was thinking more about was how Luo Jinyu would feel if he knew she was about to give birth.
Luo Jinyu was already busy in the camp. Before the morning dew had time to evaporate, it was disturbed by the early-rising soldiers in the camp and turned into countless tiny spots of light, jumping between the bluestone ground and the iron armor.
Luo Jinyu was wearing heavy bronze armor, and under the rising sun, he looked like the ancient god of war descending. His eyes were firm and bright, like the stars before dawn, shining with determination. His face is resolute and profound, like an ancient tree that has weathered the weather, standing in the long river of time.
He raised the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed diagonally, and the cold light flashed. The soldiers quickly
Quickly forming a neat queue, their eyes were all focused on the tip of Luo Jinyu's sword, as if being pulled by it, like the tide under the moonlight, converging towards the tip of the sword.
"Get ready!" Luo Jinyu's voice was rich and powerful, echoing in the early morning camp. The soldiers immediately straightened their backs, their eyes firm and vigilant, like a cavalry preparing for battle.
"Attack!" Luo Jinyu swung the tip of his sword suddenly, signaling an attack. The soldiers shouted in unison, and their steps were uniform, like a torrent surging out. The sword light flashes, contrasting with the light of the sun and the moon, forming a magnificent picture.
Luo Jinyu watched quietly from the side, his eyes full of satisfaction. The performance of the soldiers made him feel that his training was effective. Their morale is high and their fighting spirit is high, like a group of tigers ready to pounce on the fire.
The sun is getting higher, and the atmosphere of fighting in the camp is getting stronger and stronger. This is Luo Jinyu. He uses his sword and his will to constantly temper and build his soldiers, making them the sharp swords of this era, ready to cut through all obstacles and point straight to the sky.
"General, there is news from Mingjing City. 「
Meng Haowen whispered in Luo Jinyu's ear.
Luo Jinyu listened quietly.
His eyes were as deep as a pool of autumn water, reflecting his composure and wisdom.
His steps were firm and calm, as calm and self-possessed as ever.
He clenched his fingers and walked towards his tent.
At the entrance to the tent, he stopped and took a deep breath, the unique smell of leather, hay, and burning torches. this
Then, he walked slowly into the tent. The light inside the tent was dim, creating a quiet and peaceful environment.
He sat at the wooden table in the center and began to read the news that was delivered quickly from the capital. The thin paper was so white that it was dazzling.
After reading it, Luo Jinyu couldn't help but look a little ugly.
He packed up the papers in his hands properly and then stood up, "I'll leave this to you. They have been a little lax during this time. You have to hold on tight. I have to go back to the General's Mansion."
"General, did something happen?"
"The news just came from Mingjing City. The Holy One said that a military governor will be sent over. I have to go back and make some preparations."
"Yes, General."
Luo Jinyu stood up from his seat, as straight as a pine tree. Although his steps were steady, they contained indescribable determination. His eyes were like cold stars, bright and deserted, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.
He walked to the entrance of the camp, holding the curtain with one hand and holding the reins with the other.
The horse was shiny and shiny. It seemed to sense the determination of its owner and waited for him docilely and patiently. .
Luo Jinyu got on his horse and made all his movements in one go, without any hesitation.
He held the reins tightly and leaned forward slightly. The horse seemed to be connected with his mind and rushed forward instantly.
Luo Jinyu's eyes were thoughtful, as if he was thinking about something important. His handsome face was full of fatigue and worry, an expression he had never seen before.
Luo Jinyu took a deep breath and knew in his heart that a warlord came this time, and this warlord must have a lot of background.
However, he also knew that the arrival of this warlord would undoubtedly bring more pressure to him.
Luo Jinyu, covered with a heavy layer of dust, hurriedly traveled through the long journey home and finally reappeared at the gate of the General's Mansion.
His return made the guards on both sides of the palace gate feel surprised and confused for a while.
The guards looked at him with puzzled expressions on their faces, as if they were asking: "General, why are you back suddenly?" Their eyes were mixed with surprise, confusion, and even a hint of worry.
After all, Luo Jinyu did not reveal any plans to return when he left, so his sudden appearance undoubtedly surprised everyone.
However, despite their doubts, no one dared to ask. They just looked at him silently.
Luo Jinyu didn't care
Looking at them, he just walked straight into the house.
Although his return did not cause an uproar, it caused an unknown shock in the general's mansion.
Miyue galloped down the long corridor, her footsteps echoing in the silent mansion, her heart beating violently, full of tension and urgency. Her voice, although trembling from running, was still firm and loud.
"Miss! The general is back!" Mi Yue shouted loudly, her voice bouncing in the air, passing through doorways and courtyards, looking for her target.
"Miss! The general is back!" Her shout seemed to carry some kind of magic, making the still air in the mansion begin to surge, and an inexplicable atmosphere of tension and expectation filled the air.
"Quick! Quick! Miss, get ready quickly!" Miyue was extremely anxious. She knew that this news was of great significance to her young lady. Her pace did not slow down as she ran, but instead passed through the doorways more quickly, as if chasing some fading hope.
"Miss! Hurry! The general is back!" Her voice trembled in the air, but it was full of firmness and determination. This is her loyalty to the lady, and she hopes to tell the lady the news as soon as possible.
"The general is back!" Mi Yue's shout echoed in the air, and the news was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.
The entire mansion seemed to be shaken by the news, and everything became active because of the sound, as if everything was expecting something.
Shu Zhihan heard her shout and couldn't help but feel a little strange.
She walked out of the room, "What's wrong, Mi Yue, you are making such a fuss, have you forgotten what you said before?"
Miyue stuck out her tongue, then said with a naughty smile: "Oh, miss, I'm not too excited. I want to tell you that the general is back."
At that moment, Shu Zhihan thought she had heard wrongly.
