After the thank-you banquet, Ling Kite's reputation was completely ruined, and many people thought that she was pretending, clearly an iron rooster who didn't pull out a hair, and she wanted to pretend to be a bodhisattva, and she also used such unseemly means behind her back, which was really disgusting.

Suffering from everyone's eyes every day, Ling Yuan's heart is burning, how uncomfortable it is.

Fortunately, Zhao Lei did not reconcile with her, Ling Yuan is still the mistress of the Zhao Mansion, even if she can't sew up the mouths of the people in the city, it is not difficult for her to teach the slave a lesson.

Finally, a few days of comfortable days passed, and on this day, Ling Yuan stayed in the house to rest, and saw the maid rushing in in a hurry, her face was pale, and her voice trembled:

"Madam, something is wrong! The old man took a woman back to the house, and the slave maid looked, the woman's lower abdomen was slightly convex, could it be that she was pregnant? ”

Ling Yuan was stunned, she thought that Zhao Lei still had a little conscience, after all, she had borne the infamy for him, who would have thought that this man was so shameless that he would take the woman who was raised outside, where would he put her?

Beautiful cheeks were as red as blood, Ling Yuan strode to the front yard, looking at the beautiful woman who was held in Zhao Lei's arms and cared for carefully, she was crazy with hatred, and couldn't help but scold:

"The surname is Zhao, you actually brought this vixen home?"

Zhao Lei was extremely disgusted with Ling Yuan, turned his head when he heard the voice, and said coldly:

"Rui'er has the blood and bones of our Zhao family in her belly, if there are three long and two short, you get out of the house as soon as possible! A despicable and shameless woman like you, you have already done your best if I don't leave, don't make trouble, but remember? ”

A breath of depression blocked the sore throat, Ling Yuanqi's eyes were blood-red, but he didn't dare to move rashly.

After all, Zhao Lei is telling the truth, she has been rejected by her mother's family, and she really can't do without the Zhao family, otherwise she will end up homeless.

Xue Su also heard about the affairs of the Zhao family, but she didn't take it to heart, and after the three batches of grain and grass were all sent to the barracks, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and stayed in the small courtyard to raise the fetus with peace of mind.

Chu Qinghe went to the barracks during the day and accompanied his little wife at night, although there were Huns eyeing him outside the pass, but his life was not sad.

The Huns are not good at farming, most of their grain and grass are plundered from the border towns, now the weather is gradually getting colder, not enough to eat and clothing, the war horses have no pasture, if you delay for a few more days, the outside of the city is full of snow, and it is even more difficult to win.

On this day, the little soldiers on the city tower were staring into the distance, and suddenly saw a black pressure on a war horse rushing over, the little soldiers were shocked, and hurriedly informed the brothers on the city tower, and then ran to the boss, telling the situation as it was.

"There are about 10,000 cavalry outside the city, and looking at the banner, it seems that the leader Balu himself led the troops......"

The sound of horses' hooves gradually approached, and soon there were Xiongnu calling for battle, Chu Qinghe, as an auxiliary marquis, the two soldiers were connected, and they could not shrink in the city, otherwise the morale would be greatly hit, and the decline of the war situation could not be reversed.

The Xiongnu are much taller than the Han people, and Balu, as the leader, is even more brave and strong, he is nearly nine feet tall, and his body is also very strong and powerful, holding a long knife in his hand, riding on a war horse, and making a chopping action at Chu Qinghe.

The man's face was very calm, without a trace of change, he had dealt with Balu for so many years, and he knew very well in his heart that Balu seemed to be rude, but in fact he was quite deep in the city, otherwise he would not be able to sit in the position of leader.

"Chu Qinghe, I heard that your wife was extremely beautiful, let's compete alone, if you lose, send your wife to my arms, let me enjoy it......"

Such vulgar and unbearable foul language made all the sergeants' hearts surge, and they wanted to rush directly to fight with the Huns, Chu Qinghe's eyes flashed with a trace of killing intent, holding a spear in his hand, and his long legs clamped the horse's belly, and he rushed forward without dodging.

Balu was not afraid, he hit the horse to meet him, swords and guns intersected, you came and went, and there was a trace of sparks splashing out, which shows how much strength these two people used.

Balu didn't expect Chu Qinghe's skills to be so good, like a poisonous snake, he attacked his vital point, narrowly avoided a shot straight to the throat, Balu gritted his teeth, and with a wave of the long knife, he stabbed the man through the abdomen.

The morale of the Xiongnu army was greatly boosted, and they all befriended the leader, but the sergeant of Dayu couldn't sit still, and looked at the auxiliary marquis with a nervous expression, for fear that he really had three longs and two shorts.

Chu Qinghe was waiting for this pass, his eagle eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the cold light of the spear for a while, and it actually pierced directly into Balu's eyes, and in an instant, the blood surged, the brain overflowed, and the shouts of the Huns stopped abruptly, no matter what, I didn't expect this to be the result.

The Huns had no leader, they were like a mass of scattered sand, and the soldiers of Dayu would not give them a chance to escape, so they rode forward one after another, slashing the enemy with knives.

There was a burst of pain in the abdomen, Chu Qinghe endured the pain, and continued to kill the enemy, and when the enemy retreated, the battle robe on his body had been stained with blood, but fortunately, the color of the armor was already very dull, and he couldn't see anything on the surface, but if he got closer, there would be an extremely strong smell of rust pouring out.

Chu Qinghe's guards knew that Divine Doctor Yan was in the small courtyard, so they didn't dare to delay at all, and sent Hou Ye back.

Yan Hao happened to be pounding medicine in the courtyard, and when he saw the pale-faced man being carried closer, he hurriedly put down the work in his hand and lowered his voice and ordered:

"Send people to the guest room quickly, don't let Madame hear the movement, she is a month old, and she can't be frightened."

Everyone entered the chamber, Yan Hao untied the armor, and cut off the clothes with a dagger, and when he saw the wound on Chu Qinghe's abdomen clearly, Rao was he who had been practicing medicine for many years, and he couldn't help frowning at this time, feeling that it was very tricky.

Take out the gold needle from the cloth bag, pierce it into several acupuncture points of Kongshi, Yinbai, and Shenmen, and after the bleeding has stopped, he picks up the gold needle and sheep intestine, and carefully sews up the wound.

Even if Chu Qinghe had fallen into a coma, after such torture, he could still feel the pain, and now he was gritting his teeth, and big drops of cold sweat were oozing from his forehead.

*

Xue Su is in the room, with embroidered baskets on her legs, which are filled with clothes made for Xiaowa, she has already made one for Ning An before, it is not good to favor one over the other, forget the piece of meat in her stomach.

Although her female red is not as good as the embroiderer, it is not bad, I don't know what is going on today, but she frequently pierces her fingertips, and seeing the red blood beads seeping into the fabric, the woman can't help but fold her eyebrows, and her heart is always a little unstable.

Turning his head to look at Qiu Ju, Xue Su opened his mouth to ask:

"Master Hou hasn't come back yet?"

"Master, it's not dark yet, how can Master Hou leave the city tower, I guess I can go back to my house in the evening."

Xue Su sighed, but she didn't know what to say, the war did not subside for a day, not only did the people at the border pass not have a good life, but even she was often worried, for fear that something would happen to that person.

Waited from the afternoon to late at night, but there was no news back, Xue Su couldn't sit still anymore, walked to the hall with a big belly, and called the guards in the mansion to him.

"But what happened in the barracks? Don't lie it to me. ”

The guards stood at the bottom of the hall, catching a glimpse of Madame's pale face, and their eyes couldn't help but have a little hesitation.

Seeing this, Xue Su also guessed a few points, and immediately smiled coldly:

"You don't say yes, do you? If I don't say anything, I'll go to the barracks and ask in person, there are hundreds of thousands of troops in the army, and I don't believe that no one will tell the truth. ”

After the words fell, Xue Su strode out of the door, and before he could cross the threshold, he found Yan Hao walking close with a calm face.

"Su Niang, Master Hou is fine, but he was slightly injured, and he is just raising at the moment."

Originally, Yan Hao was going to hide this matter, but when he thought about it, he always felt that something was wrong. After all, Chu Qinghe's injury is not a big deal, rather than making Su Niang scared, it is better to explain the matter.

The red lips were pursed into a straight line, and Xue Su closed his eyes, he had already guessed that this would be the case.

"Where is he?"

"It's in the wing, I just drank the medicine, and I've fallen asleep."

With her little hands on her waist, the woman walked to the wing room without looking back, and as soon as she pushed the door open, a strange smell escaped.

Although there is no snow now, the weather is very cold, there are two charcoal basins in the house, the blood and the bitterness of the decoction are excited, the taste is several times stronger, which makes people very uncomfortable, but Xue Su is unconscious, step by step to the bedside, when she sees the man's closed eyes and pale face, she gritted her teeth so as not to shed tears.

The fingertips were placed in front of Chu Qinghe's nose, and when she felt the slightly hot breath, she slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"How did Master Hou get hurt?"

The guards standing next to him didn't dare to hide it at all, and replied respectfully, "The leader of the Huns, Balu, suddenly attacked the city, and the Hou Ye went out of the city to meet the battle, pierced Balu's head with a spear, and was seriously injured himself. ”

Even though the guards only spoke a few words, Xue Su could imagine how dangerous the scene was at that time. Chu Qinghe was so seriously injured that it could almost be called a life for a life, and if he was unlucky, he didn't know if he would be able to come back from the battlefield alive.

Slowly sitting on the edge of the bed, she took out the handkerchief from her sleeve and gently wiped the beads of sweat from the corners of the man's forehead.

Probably smelling the familiar aroma, Chu Qinghe's frowning brows gradually calmed down, his thin lips closed one by one, and he didn't know what he said.

Xue Su bent down and leaned into his ear, finally hearing this man's words clearly.

He's calling his own name.

If she hadn't been pregnant, Xue Su would have stayed by Chu Qinghe's side every step of the way, but there was still a child in her womb, she couldn't be willful, and after staying in the room for an hour, she went back to rest.

Early the next morning, Xue Su got up to wash, and then came to the wing, holding a tea bowl in his hand, feeding the man water, and taking care of it with a good eye.

On the third day, Chu Qinghe finally opened his eyes.