The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 401 Reunion
"If you miss him, why don't you say a few more words to him?" Shangguan Qingyue's voice came from behind, Feng Wuxie didn't look back, looked at Jun Yeli's figure affectionately with his eyes, shook his head and said: "No need, He knows."

Shangguan Qingyue shrugged boredly: "Then why are you two bothering?"

"Some things, even if you don't say them, the other party can feel them." How could Shangguan Qingyue know such a profound skill of consonance, and Shangguan Qingyue had never been in a relationship.

Shangguan Qingyue shook his head, really didn't understand the meaning of Feng Wuxie's words, walked up to her and stood still, watching the long procession passing through the tower with some boredom.

"Actually, this trip to Yeli could have been avoided, but he was afraid that something might go wrong, so he insisted on going by himself, and we couldn't persuade him."

"The war is protracted, and it's not good for anyone. He wants a quick victory."

Bai Xiao and Du Chun followed behind Jun Yeli, Du Chun turned around inadvertently, and saw Feng Wuxie's lonely figure standing on the tower.

Just as he was going to call Jun Yeli, Bai Xiao stared back at him. Du Chun sighed sadly, and the army is about to go out. If the commander is upset, what will the other soldiers think?
I had to take a look at Feng Wuxie from a distance, and turned my head away cruelly.

Jun Yeli, who was walking in front, seemed to sense a certain intense gaze looking at him, and his heart moved slightly, the finger bones holding the horsewhip had turned white.

The whip lashed the horse's back fiercely, and the lieutenant Bai Xiao who was following him immediately shouted loudly to the team behind him: "Full speed forward."

As soon as Jun Yeli left, it seemed that the entire city of Yuzhou was empty.

Looking at the empty house, Feng Wuxie's heart seemed to be thrown into the wilderness, he had no sense of direction, he stayed in the house for a few days, except for writing and writing, he just drew some pictures.

But all the words written are the three characters of Jun Yeli, and the paintings are all the portraits of Jun Yeli. It has been less than a day since we separated, and the longing for him is like a poison, and the bones are three points. In the following days, Feng Wuxie really didn't know how to live.

Fortunately, every day Jun Yeli would return a letter, in which she would be informed of the progress of the battle and some words of greeting.

Don't look at Jun Yeli, who is very open-minded on the surface, but he has the same thing as ordinary men, that is, the pride of men.

In his opinion, fighting is a man's business, and there is no need for women to worry about it.

Therefore, even if it was a letter, it was an account of the war, but instead told Feng Wuxie to eat and sleep on time.

Tell her that she is not alone now, she must eat more and strengthen her nutrition.

Feng Wuxie looked at the vigorous handwriting on the letter, and as he read it, he smiled unconsciously.

This feeling of being cared and cared for is really good.

However, Feng Wuxie became worried again. Jun Yeli explained the battle in one stroke. Is it difficult to fight, or does he not want her to worry?

Thinking about it, it's hard to keep thinking.

Closing the letter and folding it carefully, Feng Wuxie put the letter in a box, took out pen, ink and paper, thought for a while, and began to reply to Jun Yeli.

Feng Wuxie was not good at speaking, let alone writing those nasty words. In the letter, she only wrote one sentence.

Daddy, we are waiting for your return.

After finishing writing, Feng Wuxie rested his chin, looked at the letter and laughed, imagining what kind of expression Jun Yeli would have when he received this letter.

Did he just smile lightly, or point to the letter with a frown and say to her helplessly: "You are a woman who doesn't understand style."

After posting in a daze for a while, Feng Wuxie packed the letter and handed it to the messenger to send it to Jun Yeli quickly.

Shangguan Qingyue just came back from the outside, saw Feng Wuxie's figure, and called her: "Wuxie."

Feng Wuxie turned his head and saw Shangguan Qingyue was holding a bird cage in his hand, he couldn't help asking curiously: "What are you doing with this?"

"This?" Shangguan Qingyue raised the birdcage in his hand and said excitedly, "This is a famous carrier pigeon, take a look."

Feng Wuxie took a closer look, and saw that the pigeon was covered in white snow without a single hair, no matter in shape or appearance, it was absolutely top-quality.

"What are you doing with the pigeons?" Feng Wuxie took the cage from Shangguan Qingyue, teased the pigeons inside, and asked.

"The important thing is not this, but this." Shangguan Qingyue took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Feng Wuxie: "Look at this, I think you should be very happy."

Feng Wuxie took the note in doubt, spread it out, and after seeing the words on it, he couldn't help laughing happily.

"Third Uncle, Third Uncle and the others are coming soon, this, is this true?"

Shangguan Qingyue nodded reluctantly: "Of course it's true."

"Thank you, Shangguan Qingyue." Feng Wuxie said happily.

But soon, Feng Wuxie frowned again: "But, why did Third Uncle come suddenly? I didn't tell him where I am either."

Since the last time I said goodbye to Feng Qingyun at Mingjian Villa, Feng Wuxie had not written to Feng Qingyun.

Firstly, it was too busy, and secondly, it was not safe to fight at the border here, and she was afraid that Feng Qingyun would be in danger.

Shangguan Qing knew Feng Wuxie would have such an expression a long time ago, and said with a smug smile: "Don't thank the wrong person, I didn't do this."

"Not you?"

Shangguan Qingyue nodded with a mysterious smile on his face.

Looking at Shangguan Qingyue's mysterious face, Feng Wuxie suddenly realized who the person he was talking about was. Apart from Jun Yeli, I'm afraid there will never be anyone else.

"When will they arrive?" The letter only said they would come, but did not specify when they would arrive.

Shangguan Qingyue shook his head, and said awkwardly: "I don't know about this, but judging by the speed, it's only about two days."

The weather has been cloudy and cloudy for the past few days, and it was about to rain. Feng Wuxie looked at the sky and frowned worriedly.

If the rainy season comes, this battle will definitely be affected, and it is not known where Jun Yeli is stationed, whether it is dangerous or not.

After a sweltering evening, the light rain began to fall at night.

I thought it was just light rain, but when it was dawn, the light rain turned into moderate rain. Feng Wuxie put on his clothes, walked to the window, opened the window and looked at the raindrops outside, secretly in a daze.

"Baby, you miss Daddy too, don't you?" Feng Wuxie felt a little flustered as she stroked her lower abdomen. She was the only one in the room, and she could only talk to the child in her stomach.

As if comforting the child in her stomach, and giving herself a reassurance, Feng Wuxie murmured: "It will be fine, he is so powerful, who in the world can count on him."

The rain outside came in, and it was a bit cool on the face, Feng Wuxie closed the window, and retreated to the bed to catch up on sleep.

It's just that before she lay down for a long time, she heard footsteps coming from outside. She was already sleeping unsteadily, so she got up and put on her clothes and went out.

Outside, Shangguan Qingyue looked happy, and when he saw Feng Wuxie coming out, he said to her, "Look, who's here?"

He moved his steps away, revealing the person who was blocking him, almost at the moment when he saw it, Feng Wuxie's tears welled up.

"Third Uncle." Feng Wuxie threw himself into Feng Qingyun's arms, choked up and said.

Feng Qingyun's body was still smeared with the fishy smell of rain, apparently he had hardly rested on the journey, Feng Wuxie sniffed, looked at Feng Qingyun's face and said: "Third Uncle, I..."

Knowing what she was going to say, Feng Qingyun waved his hands and said: "As long as you are well and happy, let's not mention anything else."

Originally thought that Feng Qingyun would blame him, but instead of saying a harsh word, he even comforted Feng Wuxie.

This made Feng Wuxie feel very guilty.

Feng Qingyun's eyes swept over Feng Wuxie's body, and his eyes fell on her lower abdomen, and he said with relief: "How many months?"

It turned out that Jun Yeli told Feng Qingyun everything, and Feng Wuxie's heart warmed up, and he said, "It's less than a month."

In order to fear that he would be lonely, Jun Yeli called Feng Qingyun over to accompany him, and Feng Wuxie's heart was filled with emotion.

As if thinking of something, Feng Wuxie looked around: "Where is Zhaoping? Where is she?"

"You still know how to find me?" There was a delicate voice from outside the door, Zhao Ping walked in with a pout, and said to Feng Wuxie dissatisfied.

Seeing her wearing a bright red dress and a red cloak, her long hair was tied into a married woman's bun.

Feng Wuxie's eyes lit up involuntarily: "When did you two get married?"

"Little heartless, I'm your aunt now." Zhaoping put on airs and said, pointing to Feng Wuxie's forehead.

Seeing Zhaoping coming in, Feng Qingyun hurriedly stretched out his hand to help her, her tone was gentle as if she had changed: "Come on, be careful."

Zhaoping stretched out his hand triumphantly, and placed it on Feng Qingyun's hand, his appearance was almost similar to that of the Queen Mother.

I didn't take a closer look just now, only then did Feng Wuxie notice Zhaoping's waist, it's almost thicker than a circle, could it be?
"This is you?" She opened her mouth wide in surprise, isn't it?
Feng Wuxie's eyes fell on Feng Qingyun, seeing the embarrassment on the third uncle's face, he immediately understood.

"You have to ask Qingyun about that." Zhaoping stuck out his tongue mischievously, blinked at Feng Wuxie, and said pointedly: "Your third uncle actually can't drink alcohol."

Could it be another drunk and promiscuous?

Feeling the smile on her face, Feng Wuxie froze immediately, but after thinking about it, if it wasn't for Feng Qingyun's disordered sex after drinking, I'm afraid he and Zhaoping wouldn't have progressed so fast.

Secretly gave Feng Qingyun a thumbs up, Feng Qingyun was so embarrassed that he almost got into the cracks in the ground: "Ping'er, don't mention this matter again, it's my fault, it's all my fault .”

"If it wasn't for you, why would I have a baby in my belly." Zhao Ping proudly sent his belly in the direction of Feng Qingyun, and proudly raised his chin.

Feng Qingyun nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's all my husband's fault, please sit down and rest."

Seeing Feng Qingyun subdued, Zhaoping sat down.

Judging by the degree of bulge in her belly, I'm afraid it will be almost five months.

(End of this chapter)