The peach girl sighs to herself, and the peach girl is anxious for her husband. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the days of getting along increased, Wentu found that Zhuo Ji was hot but simple, and she was more and more afraid to tell the truth, once she told her that her husband had passed away, this Nizi absolutely did not believe it, but thought that she intended to expel her, so it was not a dead thing?

At this time, I thought of Fu Rou, the future wife who was docile and docile, where is she now? Since she has a small military power in her hands, she secretly sent people to investigate everywhere, whether it is the East or the Central Plains, she has not found Fu Rou's shadow, she must be in the Gongdan Empire, where is it?

Wentu looked at Zhuo Ji helplessly, and didn't know how to refuse.

"It's okay," Zhuo Ji saw that Wentu was unhappy, and hurriedly explained, "Zhuo Ji is just worried about Xianggong's body, if you don't want to sleep together, it's better to do this, you go to the soft couch tonight, and I'll sleep on this hard couch." ”

Wentu was very moved in his heart, if the two were not husband and wife, they could get two soft couches, but then they couldn't live in the same account, thinking that Zhuo Ji was careful every day, covering her body, so as not to make herself dissatisfied, but it hurt this girl, so she held Zhuo Ji's trembling hands and murmured: "Zhuo Ji, you are a good woman, wholeheartedly for me, how can Wentu not know, but now the big thing has not been accomplished, I really can't talk about the private affairs of my children, I will definitely explain the reason to you in the future......"

Big things haven't been done!

Zhuo Ji knew what was on her husband's mind.

She was extremely happy when she heard Wentu praise herself, and when she was nervous, she hurriedly pulled out her hand to cover her mouth and retched!

Wentu secretly hated himself, he must hold on to it in the future, and there should be no more sweet words, it is not a good thing to stir this woman's heart!

Zhuo Ji became more and more disgusted, and hurriedly got up and rushed out of the camp, although she tried to restrain herself, there was still a sound of vomiting.

It's bad! Wentu was shocked, it couldn't be pregnant!

If Zhuo Ji regenerates a doll, even if she jumps into the Tianhe, she can't wash it, not only Zhuo Ji wholeheartedly believes that she is the father, but at this time, the entire Dongtu soldiers know that she is with his wife, but he doesn't even touch the other party's mouth, and he becomes the child's father, which is too cruel.

Wentu hurriedly ran outside the tent, and saw Zhuo Ji bending over and retching in pain, so he patted her on the back, and immediately called the clan soldiers to send a military doctor to come to investigate.

Soon, the military doctor came to the Wentu tent, probed the pulse and diagnosed, and said the words like five thunders: "Congratulations to the captain, congratulations to the lady......"

Congratulations!

Wentu is crazy, what does that belly child have to do with me, a military captain? I hate you for this shuttle passage, I didn't say that I shuttled to the woman's side again, and actually threw me into Zhuo Ji, who had just been in the cave room, was it just to save her life? I also blame myself, wouldn't it be over if I explained it early, this is good, if the children are all and then leave Zhuo Ji, won't it be a corpse with two lives?!

The soldier doctor congratulated him again and again, and left the tent happily.

Wentu descended on his wife and children out of thin air, dazed and helpless.

When Zhuo Ji heard that she had finally become a mother, she was overjoyed and ashamed, and threw herself into Wentu's arms, muttering incessantly: "Xianggong, we have a child!"

Yes, Zhuo Ji is pregnant, Wentu is secretly happy, no matter what, although the son died but left an heir, it can be regarded as a heavenly virtue, seeing Zhuo Ji was overjoyed, a look of great joy, he couldn't bear to spoil the atmosphere, Wentu also hugged Zhuo Ji and let her think wildly.

Whether it is a blessing or a curse for Zhuo Ji, this child must be born, and it can be regarded as an explanation for her.

"You are pregnant, you must be more careful in the future, don't get cold, don't be tired, and just mention whatever you need. Wentu instructed, fortunately, if she is pregnant, this matter of sleeping together will no longer be a topic.

Zhuo Ji's face was full of red light, and her heart was so beautiful that she couldn't help herself, and suddenly remembered that Xianggong still had unfinished business, and her eyes rolled and said, "I'll go get some charcoal, so as not to get it again in the middle of the night!"

Wentu just wanted to stop Zhuo Ji to get it herself, but Zhuo Ji threw her arms and ran out happily, unaware of her intentions.

Zhuo Ji did not go to get charcoal, but was carried away by the joy and wanted to achieve great things for her husband!

In her heart, the reason why Wentu was worried and refused to sleep with her was because of the loss of the big clan, and her father-in-law was beheaded by the general!

The poor girl didn't care that this was the Dongtu camp, so she secretly took out the dagger hanging outside the tent and hid it in her sleeve, and tiptoed to the general's tent, she wanted to avenge her husband with a blade, so that she could see Wentu's smiling face every day.

Zhuo Ji was originally the wife of a soldier, and the patrolman would not mind.

Seeing that there was no one around, she quietly slipped into the tent of the soldiers, and saw from a distance that the general was already asleep, and he would soon be able to complete the great cause for Ventufujun, and she couldn't help but be nervous, and then sweated.

She didn't know that even Wentu would never be able to stab the general, and I was afraid that no one in the entire eastern Xinjiang would be able to plot against him, so she raised the dagger and was about to stab it, but she suddenly realized it, and suddenly reached out to clasp Zhuo Ji's wrist, and roared angrily: "Bastard!

Zhuo Ji's small wrist could withstand the general's iron hand, and she screamed in pain, and then several clan soldiers rushed into the tent and immediately took down Zhuo Ji, and everyone looked at it, it was actually the captain's wife.

The barracks have changed!

Wentu was still waiting for Zhuo Ji to return with charcoal, and when he heard the mutiny outside the tent, he hurriedly got up and rushed out, and saw many clan soldiers running to the general's tent, and they also ran away, but when he saw that he was out of his body, Zhuo Ji had been tied up by five flowers!

The general was furious, never expecting that Zhuo Ji, who was the wife of a soldier, would secretly stab herself, raised her hand and shouted angrily: "Zhuo Ji, as the wife of a heavy general, why did you harm this general?"

Wentu immediately rushed forward, but he was still not as fast as Zhuo Ji's mouth: "I want to take your life and avenge my minister!"

The general was stunned, your husband is my Dongtu military captain, why do you have hatred?

Wentu saw Zhuo Ji's reckless defeat, and hurriedly waved his hand to explain: "I still hope that the general will forgive, my wife is confused, I heard what the idler said for a while, and mistakenly thought that the general was not good for me, but it was just a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding......"

"Ridiculous!" the general saw Wentu but didn't know it, and pointed at Zhuo Ji angrily, "Zhuo Ji, the sinner woman, listened to slander, broke into the general's tent at night, intending to assassinate the army, and immediately beheaded!"

When Zhuo Ji heard this, she was not afraid, and glared at the general angrily, her eyes blazing.

Wentu knew that there was no joke in the army, this Zhuo Ji could not be killed, she thought that she deliberately approached the general to wait for the opportunity to assassinate and avenge her husband's father, once she was killed, she would regret it for the rest of her life, even if it was Zhuo Ji's deceased husband, she would never agree to her doing this, first, the general could not be killed, and second, Zhuo Ji was pregnant, how could she die hastily.

There was nothing to do, Wentu knelt in front of the general, and said in a deep voice: "The general spares his life, the family has always been reckless, acting recklessly, and he is also deaf and has never noticed the abnormality, and it is a capital crime to assassinate the general, but his wife is pregnant today, which can be described as a corpse with two lives;

The general looked at Zhuo Ji, who was already frightened, and looked at the captain kneeling on the ground, after all, he was compassionate, and read Wentu to make great contributions to Dongtu, and raised his hand to signal the clan soldiers to loosen the tie for Zhuo Ji, but it was impossible to leave the two of them, so he pointed to General Zha, "You go and get some silver taels to give to Wentu," turned around and lowered his body to help Wentu, "Don't leave it here, leave you in Dongtu, I'm afraid the soldiers in the army can't tolerate it, and you can do it yourself in the future!"

"Thank you to the general for fulfilling the ......" Wentu deeply admired the bearing of the leader, if it was thirty years earlier, maybe the land of the Central Plains would also be under his control.

It can be said that there was a sudden change overnight, Zhuo Ji broke into a catastrophe, killed the general, and there was no possibility of survival in the entire Dongtu, everyone must have spit on them, the two packed up, left the barracks under the care of the clan soldiers, and left the Dongtu in the snow overnight.

The two of them had no relatives and no purpose, only the dark snow footprints behind them told a difficult story, and they walked for a long time before they found a roadside inn and stopped.

"Xianggong, am I in trouble?" Zhuo Ji didn't know what Wentu meant for a while, and when she saw Xianggong kneeling on the ground and pleading for herself, she was even more terrified.

Wentu smiled bitterly, is it not a disaster or a benefit? said meaningfully: "Home...... As the patriarch of the family, the fight with the east soil was done by the tribal chief, of course I am heartbroken, but as a descendant and do not retribution, as long as the rest of the tribe is unharmed, it can be regarded as the generosity of the east soil, and since the east soil subdued the big tribe, immediately sent troops to clean up the thieves who burned Zhuojiazhuang, and returned the Zhuo family a justice, now the rule of the east soil is obviously more prosperous than the original big tribe, I think the patriarch of his old man in the spirit of the sky does not allow us to take revenge. ”

Zhuo Ji realized that Wentu had no intention of seeking revenge, but he insisted on going his own way, and suddenly grabbed Wentu timidly and said: "Xianggong, in this way, I have burdened you again, causing you to lose your position as a military captain, and now I am homeless, am I useless, do you hate me?"

Seeing Zhuo Ji's frightened face, Wentu shook his head and comforted: "It's just that I blame me for not making it clear to you, but I think you always suffer with me, and your heart is uneasy, don't think about it too much, now that you are unwell, this is the most important, don't think about anything else." ”

"Thank you Xianggong!" Zhuo Ji immediately became happy, but she didn't feel the slightest suffering, only if she didn't see Xianggong, she suffered.

Zhuo Ji turned her worries into joy, it was the first time she saw such a bellyless woman Wentu, and she instantly had the idea of throwing her in the inn and fleeing immediately, but seeing that she kept stroking her belly, there was still a baby there, and finally persuaded herself to stay and take care of it.

"Zhuo Ji, I heard that you are looking forward to a trip to Middle-earth every day, why don't we go to the Central Plains together, and it will be good to have a chance to go to the imperial capital to fulfill your wishes. Wentu said, at the moment, the only way to go to the Central Plains to find Fu Rou is to find Fu Rou.

"Really?" Zhuo Ji's eyes lit up, rubbing her hands again and again, and instantly stroked her belly with one hand, and held Wentu with the other, "There is only one person in the world, Wentu Gong is enough, I want to give birth to a son for Xianggong in the imperial capital, wow, it's so enviable......" Then chattered endlessly.

Along the way, Wentu became more and more embarrassed, because Zhuo Ji's abdomen protruded day by day, and Zhuo Ji was proud, and sometimes even deliberately shy her belly to attract the eyes of passers-by, showing her pregnancy, and from time to time looking at her husband and smiling, but Wentu couldn't reprimand him, so he had no choice but to let it go.

After more than two months, the two arrived in the Central Plains, but they suddenly heard that it was the time of national mourning!