The Marquis's line has ended? The pregnant maid is pregnant again!

"Sir, do you like it?"

A woman's sweet, delicate voice rang out from inside the curtained room.

Accompanying this was the man's suppressed panting: "What...how can this be!"

"This servant is improper, but you are the most courteous young master in Chang'an, so... please teach this servant a lesson?"

Having been seduced and provoked time and again, the string of reason in Lu Jihan's mind snapped and shattered without a trace.

With a single exertion, the two people were instantly spun around.

It was simply a matter of Shen Qinghe wanting it, and Shen Qinghe getting it.

-

"Sister, it's been several days since the Autumn Begins Banquet. I only saw the young marquis that one night, and I haven't seen him for days."

Qing'er, holding the embroidery basket in her hands, handed Shen Qinghe a pair of scissors as she spoke: "It's not anything else, I'm just worried that you won't be able to give this belt away, sister. I've watched you embroider it for days and nights. You were originally going to embroider the Thousand Buddha Festival portraits, and you still had to find the time and energy to embroider this belt. I've seen how hard you've worked, sister. You'll suffer so much if you can't give it away!"

Hearing Qing'er's worries, Shen Qinghe smiled gently, her fingertips holding a tiny embroidery needle as she finished the last stitch: "It's normal that the young marquis has official duties to attend to and can't see anyone. If he were to wander around this courtyard every day, what would be the point of attending court or becoming an official? Even if we can't send him out these next few days, we'll see the young marquis again during the Thousand Buddha Festival, so there's no need to worry."

These past few days, the Bamboo Garden and the Marquis's Residence have been quiet. Shen Qinghe is happy to be at ease, only needing to deliver some food to the old lady every day and chat with her.

The Thousand Buddha Festival is just a few days away. Shen Qinghe has finished copying the Buddhist scriptures, and the embroidery patterns have been drawn. She has completed most of the embroidery. All that is missing is the arrival of the precious embroidery threads. In a few more days, she will be able to finish the work.

That's why Shen Qinghe took the time to embroider a belt for Lu Jihan.

After saying this, Shen Qinghe glanced at the belt that Qing'er was almost finished embroidering and teased, "Don't say I've worked hard. Didn't our Qing'er also stay up for days and nights to finish a belt to give to someone?"

At this point, Qing'er's cheeks flushed slightly, and she stammered, "This servant...this servant is simply thanking Guard Linfeng for helping me find the Marquis that day. These designs were all drawn by my elder sister; anyone with eyes can see they were done by the same person. I suppose...I suppose Guard Linfeng won't think much of it."

"So, does our Qing'er want people to overthink things, or not?"

Shen Qinghe joked with a smile, and just as she finished speaking, she heard someone knocking on the door of the courtyard.

Qing'er went out and saw that it was Lin Feng.

Shen Qinghe took out the belt from the embroidery basket, tidied it up, put it back into the wooden box, and then sent it to Lin Feng.

When Shen Qinghe went out, she saw Lin Feng and Qing'er seemingly talking. As soon as they saw her, the smile on Lin Feng's face became much more serious.

"Miss, I have found the item you asked me to find last time. I have come to deliver it to you in the hopes that it has not delayed your business."

"No, no! Thank you so much, Brother Linfeng, for finding me the thread. It must have cost you a lot of money. I don't know if this is enough." Shen Qinghe took the small wooden box from Linfeng and handed over some silver.

To everyone's surprise, Lin Feng replied, "Miss, what are you saying? If you're going to be so distant, then I certainly wouldn't dare eat any more of your food!"

"Alright, in that case, you can tell me what you want to eat in the future, and I will do my best to make it for you." Shen Qinghe didn't hesitate any longer and handed over the belt she had made: "This is something I made myself for the young marquis. Please ask Guard Linfeng to take it to you and deliver it to you as a way of thanking you for the medicinal oil you sent for the Autumn Equinox Banquet."

"Okay!" Lin Feng took it and turned to leave.

As he flicked his sleeve, Shen Qinghe caught a glimpse of a familiar color and immediately looked at Qing'er beside her in understanding: "You gave it to him?"

Qing'er stamped her foot in embarrassment: "Sister!"

-

On the other end.

Outside the city, in the military camp, the cold, heavy armor made the man appear even taller and broader, his physique resembling a silent, fierce tiger.

Just looking at it is enough to scare a lot of people.

Lu Jihan carried three long swords at his waist, their scabbards secured with leather, gleaming in the sunlight.

He gazed at the soldiers training in the drill ground before him, his eyes sharp and imposing. His large hand rested steadily on the hilt of his sword, his fingertips rhythmically tapping the hilt.

Lin Feng hurriedly returned: "Master."

"The goods have been delivered?" Lu Jihan's gaze did not move, and the tapping motion on the sword hilt slowed down considerably.

"Yes, why didn't you tell me, Master, that it was you who went to find her?"

Lin Feng asked, puzzled. Although he had promised Qing He that he would go to look for her, he was currently unable to free himself and had asked someone else to do so, fearing that he might delay her plans.

Upon hearing this, the master immediately ordered his men to find Qinghe.

Lu Jihan raised one eyebrow: "I'm afraid she'll get arrogant."

Lin Feng: ...Don't try to guess what the young marquis is thinking; he'll never figure it out.

"By the way, sir, this is from Miss Qinghe, who asked me to give it to you as a token of her gratitude." Lin Feng presented the wooden box and explained in detail.

Lu Jihan remained as steady as a mountain. Hearing Lin Feng's words, he paused for a moment, looked at the soldiers training, and tapped his sword sheath with his fingertips for a moment: "I don't want to."

His back was straight, and he looked rather arrogant and aloof. Just this one appearance alone made countless women around Chang'an fall for him.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng immediately explained, "This was made by Qinghe herself. Qing'er also said that Qinghe was already very tired from embroidering Buddha images, so she specially took the time to make this belt for you, Master. Would you like to take a look?"

As he spoke, Lin Feng pushed the wooden box in front of Lu Jihan.

Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Lu Jihan's lips curved slightly upwards, and his gaze finally shifted to the wooden box. He took it from the box and said, "Then I will reluctantly accept it."

Lin Feng finally relaxed.

Even though it was already autumn, the sun was high in the sky, and Chang'an was still hot under its intense rays.

Moreover, the soldiers training in heavy armor were already drenched in sweat, their clothes almost completely soaked, and no one was dry.

Even worse, some people leave footprints of sweat on the ground when they walk.

Lu Jihan naturally understood that excessive training would only backfire.

During the lunch break, there will be prepared meals and refreshing drinks, and the soldiers will rest in their assigned tents.

Lu Jihan grabbed the wooden box with his large hand and walked into the general's tent, taking off his outermost armor.

The inner layer was a dark red fitted outfit with leggings. He sat down with an air of authority, and the wooden box opened.

It is a belt.