The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

242 Chapter 1 Absolutely Ghost ([-])
In Liangzhou City at the beginning of May, the barren hills were half caged with verdant greenery. At noon, the scorching sun was scorching, and even sitting in the house would break a sweat.This place is even hotter than Shangjing, but it is so cold in the morning and evening that you have to wear a jacket.

Suffering from Yijun's body that is both afraid of cold and heat, and she is pregnant, she feels uncomfortable all the time.At night, she was not the only one who couldn't fall asleep, and Shang Kun also accompanied her to gossip.

In the middle of the night, the little life in Yijun's belly kicked his feet from time to time to protest his parents being night owls.Shang Kun put his ear on her belly, listening to every move of the fetus, guessing with a smile that the baby was turning over and yawning.

Yijun couldn't help but poke his forehead with his finger, jokingly said: "You are so capable, why don't you guess whether the child is a boy or a girl, and what he looks like, maybe he will whisper to you inside."

"Well, I heard everything he said." Shang Kun was serious, tapped his belly lightly with his fingers, touched a bulging place, and suddenly the little guy changed to another place to practice boxing, which made him very disappointed .

Yijun felt that he could play with that belly all day without getting bored, and when the child was born, he might be pampered to the sky, just like the princess pampering him.

"Ping'an slave, let me go with you tomorrow, the city gate is not far away, I'll be fine in the car." She felt drowsy, and couldn't speak clearly.

Shang Zhaoyang will arrive in Liangzhou City tomorrow, whoever can't block his way, it's better to come early and settle the matter.Hanging in my heart every day is a kind of torture to everyone.

It was too late to wait for Shang Kun to answer, sleepiness struck, Yi Jun couldn't care about anything else, wrapped himself in the quilt and fell asleep, leaving him alone to answer in a soft voice.

At noon the next day, I greeted Shang Zhaoyang and his party at the east gate, Yi Jun couldn't imagine that the skinny old man in front of him was the old Duke of the old country, where did that handsome man who still had his grace go?
The old man was so thin that he was out of shape, his eyes were sunken, and the eye sockets were deep, but there was an imposing manner between his brows, determined and persistent.

When she thought that Shang Kun would become like this when she was old, she hoped that time would pass by slowly, so that the handsome man would not turn into a bad old man.

Shang Zhaoyang was old, his mind was clear as usual, when he saw his dark-faced grandson and his concubine who was pregnant with Liujia, he raised his hand and said, "Don't be too polite!"

Shang Kun didn't intend to take Ah Yuan to salute, but he said a few perfunctory words, and helped Yijun get into the car first, and greeted the group to go back to the Jiedu envoy's mansion.

The mansion had already prepared a spacious guest courtyard for the old man, Shang Kun sent him to the door, and turned his head to look at the sky. "When are you leaving?" he asked.

"Kun'er, you are impatient, I am not in a hurry." Shang Zhaoyang was more patient than Sun'er.

"Not in a hurry? What are you doing here in Liangzhou City?" Rao had repeatedly warned himself that it was very difficult for Shang Kun to calm down when he really faced his grandfather, and his words were full of gunpowder.

The people in the courtyard avoided it completely, leaving the grandparents and grandchildren to talk through the door.

Shang Zhaoyang leaned back in the armchair, squinting at his grandson who was soaking in the sun.The man outside the door had a straight back and stood out from the crowd, it seemed to be his appearance when he was young, but he didn't seem to be.

"The old man has been traveling all the way, Liangzhou is very peaceful under the rule, and you have contributed a lot to manage this barren land so well."

The old voice paused for a moment, and then said: "I haven't seen Shiliu Lang who is always with you, where did you send him?"

"Go to Beijing!" Shang Kun didn't hesitate at all.

"Thousands of private soldiers, you finally moved them."

"So what if I move?"

Shang Zhaoyang smiled but did not answer, lowered his eyes and settled down like an old monk.

Shang Kun almost walked to the door of Ah Yuan's room, and heard that person speak from the air: "All your achievements are the result of the cultivation of this old man. If you don't suffer the pain you must suffer in the past, then you will be glorious today."

His eyes were about to burst, he wished he could pick up his sword and cut down that old guy, he just wanted to ask Shang Zhaoyang, where did he come from?Why do you have to suffer?

Anger filled his heart, Shang Kun was like a trapped animal, unable to express his emotions, fearing that going in like this would scare A Yuan, so he lifted his feet and walked to the front office.

"Ping An slave." Yijun paid attention to his movements early in the morning, saw him angry in the courtyard through the window screen, hurriedly chased him out to call for someone to stop him, trotted over, took his hand, and begged: "Come back to the house with me, It’s hot in the room, and I can’t eat, so I want to be with someone.”

Facing Ah Yuan, Shang Kun couldn't get angry all the time, followed her footsteps into the room, and fell down on the couch with his head closed and his eyes closed.

Yi Jun didn't dare to disturb him, walked up to Shang Kun lightly, took his hand to touch his lower abdomen, and said softly, "He's moving again, it's been like this all morning."

(End of this chapter)