After evacuating the Hou Mansion, I fled famine with my pregnant belly

Jiang Huai paused and looked at Feng Jiuyou's smiling eyes. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He slowly walked towards Feng Jiuyou, his voice low and a little lazy.

"What's the matter? Madam, are you fascinated by your husband's charm?"

Feng Jiuyou chuckled and gently lifted his chin with his fingertips.

"I haven't seen you for a while, but you've become more clever with your words. This is unlike you."

Jiang Huai grabbed Feng Jiuyou's hand, lowered his head, and looked at her solemnly, with a faint scent of sandalwood on his breath.

"Does the lady like me now or in the past?"

"Yeah! I like them all." As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jiuyou kissed Jiang Huai on the lips...

"Sister, why did you two take so long?"

Lin Zheng looked at the two people walking hand in hand, and he felt something was wrong. The elder sister's lips were bright red, and the brother-in-law's usually stern brows actually revealed a hint of satisfaction...

His eyes suddenly widened.

"Could it be that you are..."

"Can we eat now?" Jiang Huai interrupted him calmly.

"Ah! Oh!"

Meeting Jiang Huai's sharp eyes, Lin Zheng gave a dry laugh and quickly asked the two to sit down.

After a few days of comfortable life, everyone began to prepare for war.

"Are we going into the city now?"

Fifteen young men in disguise sat in a tea stall a few hundred meters away from the city gate, looking at the heavily guarded city gate.

"The target is too big. Just arrange two people to enter the city. The others should hide first and make plans later."

A young man lowered his voice.

"Should we first find out the news about the group of people who came here earlier?" A woman asked hesitantly.

The man gave her an approving look. "Remember, we are shouldering an important mission this time, so we must not be careless. Don't act rashly before you get the clearest information."

After the discussion, everyone nodded silently, then dispersed tacitly and blended into the bustling crowd.

The guards at the city gate braved the cold wind and checked passers-by one by one. The atmosphere has become increasingly tense in recent days.

"What are you doing?" The guard stopped an old man carrying a shoulder pole.

The old man smiled naively, pointed at the things on the pole, and said, "Sir, I am delivering food to the restaurant."

The guard looked at him for a few seconds, then looked through the basket of vegetables he was carrying, and found nothing unusual, so he waved his hand and let him go.

People kept coming in and out of the city.

Nothing unusual happened.

"Mom, let's walk slowly."

After getting permission, the man took the arm of the old woman beside him. The old woman understood and coughed twice in a low voice. With the man's support, she moved forward tremblingly on her crutches.

Lin Zheng had nothing to do today, so he took a team of soldiers and planned to go for a walk in the forest outside the city. When he passed by the two men, he paused slightly.

"stop!"

The man's pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of panic flashed in the woman's eyes. The man hurriedly pinched the old woman's arm, and the old woman coughed heavily twice again.

"Sir, what can I do for you? My mother is seriously ill and needs to go to the city to find a doctor. Can you help me?"

Lin Zheng looked at the two people with suspicion. The man was dressed like a scholar, with a faint scent of ink emanating from his body. The woman wore a square scarf on her head and a coarse linen dress, and her body was hunched.

The hand holding the crutch was full of wrinkles.

There doesn't seem to be anything unusual.

When the guard who had let them pass earlier saw Lin Zheng stopping the mother and son, his heart skipped a beat and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Could he have let a spy into the city?

(End of this chapter)