Quickly wear: The male protagonist Jue Si is manipulated by a pregnant Jiaojiao

Chapter 586 Young Commander, You Are Pressing My Hair 42
Shen Yunjin had not expected that the war would last so long. The enemy's thermal weapons were too advanced and powerful, and they easily killed nearly half of his troops.

One time, the damage was so severe that their radio station was destroyed, causing all power lines to be cut off and not even a single call could be made.

When he was busy, he seemed to have forgotten the time, but the only thing he remembered was that Nanzhi was about to give birth.

He had people send out many letters, but they all seemed to have fallen into the sea and there was no response.

He had no way to leave the battlefield and could only try his best to stay calm and command the battle.

During this period, he won several battles by defeating the larger force with a smaller one, and became the target of a bounty on the other side.

At one time, their base was attacked by the enemy's air raid. When he was leading his men to evacuate, he was accidentally shot and was in a coma for half a month. He almost died.

After waking up, he learned from the newspaper that war had also broken out in Peking.

He didn't expect that so many things happened after he fell into a coma while he was desperately guarding the city of Peking to prevent foreign enemies from entering.

Shen Yunjin hurriedly called Nanzhi, but after the call was transferred, it showed that no one was online.

His heart sank to his bones. Regardless of his injuries, he hurriedly led the remaining less than 30,000 soldiers and horses back to the city of Peking.

One is to protect Peking.

The second is to find her.

When he hurried back, he saw the empty courtyard.

There were signs of a search everywhere, but she was nowhere to be found.

At this moment, Shen Yunjin almost collapsed to the ground.

It was Wen Xuyang who supported him first.

He and Wen Xuyang met on the battlefield.

When they met, Wen Xuyang told him that Nanzhi was in good condition.

But right now...

He didn't even dare to think about what had happened.

Just thinking about it could make him feel like he was falling into the abyss.

Wen Xuyang was also very worried about Wen Lanlan, but at this moment, looking at Shen Yunjin who was about to collapse, he said: "It's okay, calm down first, they may have escaped a long time ago. Even if they were caught, there is no blood on the ground, so nothing should have happened. Let's look for any clues left behind."

His heart was beating rapidly in pain, and he wasn't sure if it was the wound or something else that hurt. Shen Yunjin took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and searched around for clues.

Recalling the place where Nanzhi loved to stay, he came to the table by the window.

The books on the table had already been thrown onto the floor, and were covered with footprints.

He squatted down, picked it up, dusted it off, and randomly opened a page. He didn't see any notes, only some annotations on ancient poems.

It’s Nanzhi’s name.

He continued to scroll down, but apart from the notes, he did not see any other information.

As soon as he closed the book, he looked up and his eyes were fixed on the table.

It was a sunny day outside, and he could vaguely see a line of words carved on the edge of the rosewood table.

He realized something, reacted suddenly, stood up, walked to the table, and stroked the edge of the table.

There is indeed a line of words.

It is very small and you need to squint and look carefully to see it clearly.

He read out the words slowly.

"White tea is pure joy and nothing else matters."

It's that half line of poetry.

Wen Xuyang came over and noticed it too, "If you hadn't picked up the book from the ground, no one would have found this place, so... is this half sentence of poetry?"

"Yes..." Shen Yunjin said ecstatically, "It must be the clue she left for me."

It would be almost impossible for the enemy to pick up the books they had thrown away, so this must be what she was trying to tell him.

"But what does this poem mean?" Wen Xuyang was puzzled and kept muttering, "White tea is pure joy and nothing else..." Shen Yunjin was also reciting in his heart. When he thought of something, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Wen Xuyang, "White Tea House?"

Wen Xuyang was surprised and asked, "Isn't it the white tea house we often go to?"

Shen Yunjin wasn't sure whether his guess was correct, but having a clue made him excited.

He took his men to the White Tea House to look for it.

The White Tea House had already closed its doors to customers.

When they forced the door open and went in, the store was empty. There was nothing inside except some tea leaves. It was very cold and deserted.

I searched every corner but couldn't find anyone.

Shen Yunjin's eyes sank slightly, and his heart began to ache again.

He held onto the railing on the second floor, covering his heart. Feeling like he was about to faint from the pain, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from downstairs.

The soldier next to him immediately pointed his gun at the person who came. Seeing that the other person was dressed like a man, wrapped tightly with only a pair of eyes showing, he thought he was a spy. Just as he was about to shoot, he heard Shen Yunjin's voice to stop him.

"Wait a moment."

Shen Yunjin narrowed his eyes slightly and kept staring at the person coming downstairs.

When their eyes met, a familiar feeling instantly spread throughout my body.

His expression changed slightly, and he looked at her excitedly, "Zhizhi."

The man took off his scarf and looked at him with a smile, "Master Marshal, long time no see."

Hearing the familiar voice, Shen Yunjin's eyes turned red.

He walked quickly downstairs and towards her.

She also walked towards him, and in the end, she actually ran into his arms.

As the fragrance and softness entered his arms, at that moment, Shen Yunjin felt like he was alive again.

He briefly forgot about the child and just hugged her tightly, strangling her, wishing he could hold her in his body.

It wasn't until he felt the flatness of her stomach that he realized something and quickly let her go.

"Belly...baby?" He spoke stumblingly, somewhat incoherently with excitement.

Nanzhi stroked her flat belly and smiled, "The baby is already born. How is it? Has my figure changed much after giving birth?"

Shen Yunjin looked at her as if nothing had happened. She didn't mention the hardships of giving birth at all. She just spoke to him calmly and even joked with him.

He pulled her into his arms again and held her tight.

Nanzhi felt something warm liquid hitting her neck. She realized what it was, stopped talking, and snuggled obediently in his arms.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Listening to his hoarse apology, Nanzhi's eyelashes trembled, "Shen Yunjin, I'm fine."

Shen Yunjin hugged her tightly and expressed his longing for her: "I miss you so much."

"Me too." Nanzhi rubbed his chest, "Shen Yunjin, I miss you too."

Nothing could make Shen Yunjin happier than these words.

He didn't let her go and still held her tightly.

Fortunately, fate favored him again.

"Let's go register and get the certificate now."

He didn't want to wait a moment.

When he was shot and dying on the battlefield, he was glad that he did not register with her so that she could find another good man, but at the same time he regretted that he owed her.

Now that he has finally come back and they meet again, he can't wait any longer.

She should be his for all eternity.