The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 764 The Grand Finale (3)
"No, this mist is a miasma." Dou Wei's old face was tense, and he secretly yelled that it was not good.

"Cover your mouth and nose quickly, you can't breathe this mist, it's a poisonous miasma."

It's a pity that it was discovered too late, and the tens of thousands of troops who were lingering on their last legs died in an instant.

"Fire arrows."

Outside the city wall, there was another order, and after that order, a soft swish sound pierced the quiet night, and in the next second, dense feather arrows fell from the sky.

Along with the dripping feathers and arrows, a lonely flute sound came from a tree outside the city.

In Guye City, Dou Wei's face was ashen, and he felt like crying.

Another miasma, another flying arrow, and that kid who was flying a snake, met enemies in three places, and wanted to escape and ascend to heaven, it was just a dream.

According to the historical records of later generations, in the first year of Emperor Jiaye in Liangguo, Hussar General Dou Wei led an army of 20 to attack Guye City, and was defeated.

City Lord's Mansion.

"Master, you have written 180 letters, and I implore you to take a break." Jinglei stood in the study, staring at his grandfather very worriedly.

"Ahem..." There was a coughing sound, and a weak voice said lazily, "I want to stay in Guye City to soak in the ice lake for half a year. I get 180 and three letters in half a year, and there are still three letters left."

"But your body." Jinglei was not only worried, but also a little sad.

He couldn't prepare the antidote for Qiri Duanchang Powder, so he could only use the most stupid method, asking Grandpa to soak under the frozen lake for several hours every day, using the water of the frozen lake to slowly force out the toxins in his body day by day.

Wrapped under a thick silver fox fur coat, Ling Jing's face, which was originally peerless, looked a little pale and thin against the snow-white silver fox fur, "The body is fine."

Slowly, the last three letters were finished. He took the red candle and weeping wax, carefully sealed the envelope, held it in his hand, and looked at the words "Wei Changqu's relatives" on the envelope. The words, the thin lips like a knife evoked a warm smile.

180 three letters, 180 three days of lovesickness.

He wanted to say——Wei Changqu, obediently wait for Master to come back.

After holding the letter and smiling slightly, he ordered Jinglei, "For the next six months, send a letter to Shili Village every day."

"Yes, Lord." Jinglei responded.

After a moment of silence, he reminded, "Master, it's time for you to go to the bottom of the frozen lake."

Ten Mile Village——

In July, the wheat waves are rolling, and the fruit fragrance is faint.

Now, the fields, vegetable greenhouses, and fruit trees are managed by Wei Wenshui, Jiang Yungui, Jiang Yunshan, Li An and others, and Wei Changju doesn't have to worry about it at all.

The winery is managed by Zhu Manfu's family, Wei Ji has Xu Qiusheng, the old shopkeeper, and the caravan side, Xiao Chengxiong and Gao Zhan brothers are also doing well. Normally, Wei Changju only needs to look through the account book from time to time, almost It has become a hands-off shopkeeper.

In the other courtyard of Lingquan Mountain, Wei Changqu was lying under the red plum tree, taking a nap against the gentle mountain wind.

A sudden fetal movement made her open her eyes.

"Naughty little thing, you know how to torment my mother even before you were born." Wei Changjue smiled on his lips, with a strong maternal love between his brows, and then reached out and gently stroked the place where the fetus moved just now.

As soon as she put her hand on her lower abdomen, she felt the palm of her hand beating a few times, a soft feeling.

When the little guy grows up to seven or eight months, it seems that he can already perceive the touch of the outside world.

Wei Changju felt it was very interesting, and deliberately moved her hand to another place. As soon as she moved her hand away, the little thing in her stomach stretched out her legs and touched her palm again.

Gu Yu was waiting on the side, seeing the little master stretching his arms and legs in his young lady's stomach, he couldn't help pursing his lips and laughing.

"Miss, you must be pregnant with a little son."

Look, you know how to be mischievous when you are still in the mother's womb.

The two were talking, Sufeng held a letter and strode over, "Miss, I have a letter."

Wei Changju slightly propped himself up from the couch, and reached out to take the letter from Sufeng's hand. In the past few months, Ling Jing wrote a letter every day, and she was used to it.

"Baby, did you hear, your father wrote again." He reached out to caress his protruding belly again.

As soon as she touched her hand, the little guy in her stomach kicked her palm a few more times, as if she could understand what she said just now, the kick was not strong, it didn't hurt, but it made her feel warm and soft.

"Xiao'er, there are still ninety days left, wait for the master to come back obediently."

Opening the envelope, there were still some simple words, but Wei Changqu felt a deep love between the lines.

"Jing, I'll wait for you to come back, and I'll wait for you to come back with the baby."

With a few flapping wings, a snow-white carrier pigeon landed on the red plum tree, cooing...

Gu Yu tipped her toes, and flew up from the ground. With a slender hand, she caught the pigeon in her hand in the blink of an eye, quickly took off the small bamboo tube on its leg, and handed it to Wei Changqu.

Wei Changjue took out the letterhead in the bamboo tube, and after reading it, he frowned and his eyes darkened a bit.

"Miss, what happened?" Seeing her frowning, Sufeng asked.

Since the young lady was pregnant, she has been amiable almost every day, saying yes: it is good for the little master to maintain a happy mood, and rarely frowns like today.

"It's a letter from Uncle Zhong. Something happened at Nishangfang." While speaking, Wei Changqu passed the letter in his hand to Sufeng, and Gu Yu looked at it.

After the two looked at it, they also frowned.

Gu Yu clenched her fists and said angrily, "Miss, that woman Dou Qingwan must be deliberately seeking trouble for Nishangfang."

Regarding Gu Yu's words, Wei Changju did not deny it.

Wei Changrong, Fang Ruyi is a person she can trust, and there is absolutely no problem with the clothes from Nishangfang. It is definitely that woman Dou Qingwan deliberately finding fault.

Thinking of this, Wei Changhe stroked his forehead and rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his slender fingers, feeling a faint headache.

Now, Dou Qingwan is a woman who is a queen, and it may be difficult to solve the matter of Nishangfang.

Sufeng saw Wei Changjue frowned, and looked at her worriedly, "Miss, is there something wrong?"

When the master left, he entrusted the young lady and the young master to her and Gu Yu to take care of them. If the young lady had any accidents with the young master, she and Gu Yu would have to bear the blame even if they died forever.

"No problem." Wei Changqu shook his head, "Get ready and go to Shangjing tomorrow."

Hearing Wei Changjue said that he was going to Shangjing, Gu Yu was the first to object, "Miss, you are going to give birth in two months."

"Isn't there still two months left to give birth?" Wei Changqu said flatly.

It doesn't matter if Nishangfang is destroyed, but Wei Changrong was brought to Shangjing by her. Now Dou Qingwan deliberately found fault and imprisoned Wei Changrong and Fang Ruyi. She must rush to Shangjing to solve the matter, otherwise, with that woman Hating himself for this will definitely torture the two of them in every possible way. Whether they can survive or not depends entirely on themselves.

(End of this chapter)