"Zhihan, there's something I want to tell you."

There was a hint of hesitation on Lu He's face, but before Shu Zhihan could speak, she had already seen 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 her say that, Green Lotus urgently supported her, "Miyue, hurry up, send your young lady back to the room."

Hearing such a shout, Mitsuki couldn't help but be stunned.

Miyue moved quickly, and in a careful and concerned attitude, she held Shu Zhihan tightly and walked towards the room.

Shu Zhihan leaned on Miyue's shoulder, her face was slightly pale, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she was obviously still enduring the discomfort.

Miyue's gaze fell on her from time to time, and the power in her hand was subtle and moderate, which could not only support Shu Zhihan's weight, but also not be too reckless to make her feel uncomfortable.

Every step she takes, Mitsuki is careful, as if she is in the clouds, and every step is carefully balancing the weight of the two people.

Arriving at the room, Miyue lightly made the bed for Shu Zhihan, and then slowly helped her lie down, she carefully covered the quilt for her to block the cool breeze, and then sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at her with soft eyes.

"Miss, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you, do you want to go to the doctor?"

Miyue's face also seemed to be very bad, and she nervously grabbed Shu Zhihan's hand.

At this time, she saw Green Lotus walking in, and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Green Lotus, are you going to find a doctor?"

Don't you want to, Green Lotus shook his head and said, "Don't want it yet, so let's go boil some hot water first."

I didn't understand why, but I hurried over.

After Miyue left, Lu He immediately sat on the edge of Shu Zhihan's bed, "How do you feel now, are you going to give birth?"

Her words caused Shu Zhihan to be stunned, "Huh? No way? Is it so sudden?"

Shu Zhihan's hand gently caressed her abdomen, realizing the upcoming changes, her heart couldn't help but feel a deep sense of surprise.

She repeatedly said to herself that this was something she had been looking forward to, that this was the role of mother she was about to complete, and yet, when it was actually going to happen, she couldn't describe the mixed feeling of tension and excitement.

Shu Zhihan was lying on the bed, stroking her lower abdomen with one hand and grabbing the hand of the green lotus with the other, feeling a little nervous.

"Do you want to send someone to call Luo Jinyu back?"

Shu Zhihan shook his head and said, "Forget it, he must have something to do now, let's not disturb him yet, I'm not sure yet."

"By the way, didn't you say you had something to tell me? What's going on?"

Lu He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that I want to tell you that Xia Yang is coming."

Shu Zhihan blinked his eyes, and then the shadow of the young man appeared in his mind, and nodded, "Why did he come here at this time?"

"I have sent him a message, and I have told him that we know each other.

Hearing this, Shu Zhihan couldn't help but nodded, thinking that this matter would be known sooner or later, so she didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

What she was thinking more about was how Luo Jinyu would feel if she knew that she was about to give birth.

Luo Jinyu was already busy in the camp at the moment. Before the morning dew had evaporated, it was disturbed by the early soldiers in the camp, turning into countless tiny spots of light, jumping between the bluestone ground and the iron armor.

Luo Jinyu was dressed in heavy bronze armor, and under the rising sun, it was like an ancient god of war descending. His eyes, firm and bright, shone with a resolute light like the stars before dawn. His countenance, resolute and profound, is like an ancient tree that has stood through the wind and frost, standing in the long river of time.

He raised the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely, and the cold light flickered. Soldiers swiftly

Quickly lined up in a neat queue, their eyes were focused on the tip of Luo Jinyu's sword, as if they were pulled by it, like the tide under the moonlit night, converging towards the tip of the sword.

"Ready!" Luo Jinyu's voice was thick and powerful, echoing in the early morning camp. The soldiers immediately straightened their backs, their gazes firm and vigilant, like an iron cavalry ready to go on battle.

"Attack!" The tip of Luo Jinyu's sword swung violently, sending out a signal to attack. The soldiers shouted in unison, and their steps were in unison, like a torrent, surging out. The sword light flickered, 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 flames.

The sun is getting higher, but the atmosphere of battle in the camp is getting stronger and stronger. This is Luo Jinyu, who uses his sword and his will to constantly temper and build his soldiers, making them the swords of this era, ready to cut through all obstacles and point straight to the sky.

"General, there's news from Ming Jingcheng."

Meng Haowen whispered in Luo Jinyu's ear.

Luo Jinyu listened quietly.

His eyes are deep, like a pool of autumn water, reflecting his composure and wisdom.

His steps are firm and calm, as calm and self-contained as ever.

His fingers clenched, and he walked to his tent.

At the entrance to the tent, he paused and took a deep breath, the distinctive smell of leather, hay and burning torches. this

He then walked slowly into the tent, which was dimly lit, creating a serene and serene environment.

He sat down at the wooden table in the center and began to read the news from the capital, the thin paper was a little glaringly white.

After reading it, Luo Jinyu's face couldn't help but be a little ugly.

He put away the paper in his hand properly, and then stood up, "I'll leave it to you here, they've been a little slack off this time, you have to hurry up, I have to go back to the General's Mansion."

"General, is something wrong?"

"The news just came from Ming Jingcheng, the Holy Lord said that he was going to send an overseer, and I have to go back and prepare a little."

"Yes, General."

Luo Jinyu got up from his seat, as tall as pine bamboo, although his steps were calm, but they contained indescribable resoluteness. His gaze was like a cold star, bright and cold, as if to foretell the coming storm.

He walked to the entrance of the tent, holding the curtain with one hand and the reins with the other.

The horse is shiny and shiny, and it also seems to feel the determination of its owner, meekly and patiently waiting for him.

Luo Jinyu turned over and got on the horse, and the action was done in one go, without the slightest hesitation.

He held the reins tightly, leaned forward slightly, and the horse seemed to be in touch with him, and rushed forward in an instant.

Luo Jinyu's eyes were thoughtful, as if he was thinking about something important. His handsome face was full of tiredness and worry, an expression he had never had before.

Luo Jinyu took a deep breath, knowing in his heart that this time there was an Overseer, and this Overseer's origin must be not small.

However, he also knew that the arrival of the Overseer would undoubtedly put more pressure on him.

Luo Jinyu was covered in a heavy layer of wind and dust, and after a long journey home, he finally reappeared at the gate of the General's Mansion.

His return made the guards on both sides of the mansion feel surprised and confused.

The guards looked at him with puzzled expressions on their faces, as if asking, "General, why did you come back all of a sudden?" Their eyes were a mixture of surprise, confusion, and even a hint of concern.

After all, when Luo Jinyu left, he did not reveal any plans to return, so his sudden appearance undoubtedly made everyone feel a little surprised.

However, despite their doubts, no one dared to come forward and ask. They just watched him quietly.

Luo Jinyu didn't care

Their gaze, he just walked straight to the house.

Although his return did not cause an uproar, it caused an unknown shock in the General's Palace.

Mitsuki galloped through the long corridor, her footsteps echoing through the silent mansion, her heart beating violently, full of tension and urgency. Her voice, though a little trembling from running, was firm and loud.

"Miss! The general is back!" Mitsuki shouted loudly, her voice bouncing through the air, through doorways, over courtyards, searching for her target.

"Miss! The general is back!" Her shouts seemed to have some kind of magic, causing the still air in the mansion to begin to surge, and an inexplicable atmosphere of tension and anticipation permeated the air.

"Quick! Fast! Prepare quickly, Miss!" Mitsuki was very anxious, she knew that this news meant a lot to her young lady. Her pace didn't slow down as she ran, but she made her way through the doorways more quickly, as if chasing some dying hope.

"Miss! Fast! The general is back!" Her voice trembled in the air, but it was tinged with firmness and determination. This is her loyalty to Miss, and she hopes to tell her the news as soon as possible.

"The General is back!" Mitsuki's shout echoed in the air, and the news caused ripples like a pebble thrown into the calm lake.

The whole mansion seemed to be shaken by the news, and everything began to come alive because of this 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 the matter, Mitsuki, have you forgotten what you said before?"

Mitsuki stuck out her tongue, then smiled mischievously and said, "Oh, miss, I'm not too excited, I want to tell you that the general is back."

At that moment, Shu Zhihan thought that she had misheard.