I would rather be a farmer's wife after rebirth

Chapter 153 Can He Come Back
Lin Yun's stomach has been more than eight months old, and now she has to support her waist when going out, and walk slowly.

Being pregnant is really hard work.She wakes up a lot at night, and she can't trouble her parents by herself, and she often suffers from leg cramps when she falls asleep. She is so painful that she is sweating coldly, but she still has to grit her teeth and endure it.

Numbness in the back and legs is a common occurrence. Sometimes the pain is very severe, and she will complain, why she married a Wei Wuhou, why she is not by her side at this time, why all these pains can only be borne by her alone!

But now it has been more than eight months, and he still has no news at all.Lin Yun didn't know if it was because she was sentimental when she was pregnant, but when she thought of him, she couldn't help but want to cry.I feel wronged.

why? !
No matter how busy the war is, don't you have time to reply a letter?In the past seven or eight months, she has only been able to know a little about him from the people's words or correspondence with Shang Zhe.

In the past few days, my mother asked her that Tang Ming has been away for so long, no matter what, the child is the most important thing, business can be put aside, let him come back first, at least she can watch over her and wait for delivery, with a husband by her side How much will not panic in my heart.

Of course she wanted to, but there was no such news at all.She had already asked him if he could come back, but if he didn't reply, what could be done?
Lin Yun was burdened with things in her heart, and she was depressed every day, with depression in her heart.But he still had to force a smile on his face, so as not to worry his parents.

After much deliberation, she decided to send a letter to Lian Xiu.After all, she only knew Lian Xiu among the comrades on the Beitang Ming battlefield.Anyway, the method of contact is to send a letter directly to the northwest side. Since Beitangming can receive it, Lianxiu should be able to.

Lin Yun made up her mind on her own, not caring about anything else.She was bored and helpless, Beitangming was in the northwest, why there was no news, she really didn't know what to do.Now it's like grabbing a piece of driftwood and desperately refusing to let go.

Lian Xiu stayed at home for a few days. Although she had a misunderstanding with him at the beginning, his behavior gradually made her let go of the knot in her heart.

However, Lin Yun really didn't know what to say to him, so she had to write some greetings in a strange way, and then mentioned the recent situation, and asked about Bei Tangming and the letter.The tone was rather awkward.

But Lin Yun didn't bother to care about so much, and after racking her brains to finish the letter, she sent it out.

……

More than twenty days later.

Northwest, Fuyang County.

The sun is scorching, and the weather has been rare in recent days.

Lian Xiu had just returned from the martial arts training ground, and took a handkerchief beside him to wipe the thin sweat on his forehead.Throwing the handkerchief into the basin, he turned around and went to the study of the county mansion to look for Bei Tangming.

"General Lian, I have a letter from you." Lian Xiu had just gone two steps before he was stopped, and a soldier ran over and stuffed the letter into his hand.

Lian Xiu was at a loss, his letter?Who wrote it to him?His parents and brothers died in the war a long time ago, and the brothers he made friends with are also in the northwest. Who will write to him?And who has the need to write to him?
Seeing that Lian Xiu had accepted the letter, the little soldier trotted away.

Lian Xiu squinted his eyes, carefully noted down the identity of that person, and then lowered his head to read the letter.

This look startled him.The four flamboyant characters on the envelope read "Designed by Lianxiu"—isn't it the general's handwriting? !

Why did the general get so interested that he wrote him a letter instead of saying it face to face?
Lian Xiu cursed secretly in his heart, but his hands kept on tearing off the red seal and took out the letter.But after reading two lines, his expression changed, and he immediately realized who wrote it.

Write a letter to a foreigner privately, if you can't tell, it's considered a private exchange!Where did the "shrew" have the guts to write him a letter? !
Lian Xiu frowned, but still looked at ten lines at once.The letter was not long, except for the long-winded thanks and greetings, the rest were about her general situation and asking about Beitangming's situation.

Lian Xiu looked at it, and when he saw something wrong with the letter, his brows turned cold.

He held the letter paper in his hand, and walked quickly to the study of the Sheriff's Mansion.But after taking two steps, he stopped again and asked someone to check the ins and outs of these things.

The thing is very simple, the letter was intercepted.

Even Xiu can guess without investigating.What surprised him was that the general didn't even notice that the letter had been intercepted for so long? !

When he got the results of the investigation, it was already dark.On the branches of the moon, the sky is silent.

Holding the stack of papers, suppressing the anger in his heart, he walked towards the study step by step.

He stood outside the study with cold eyes, watching the flickering candles in the study, the figures of a man and a woman cast on the window lattice, showing a bit of lingering warmth.

His anger soared to Lao Gao all of a sudden, almost breaking through his reason.

However, he still held back, and he just stood at the door of the study.

The evening breeze is blowing, and the cold moon is cool.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the figure of the woman inside finally opened the study door.The woman has a slender figure, holding a tray in her slender hands, with a smile on her brows and a beautiful appearance.Seeing Lian Xiu standing at the door, he couldn't help being surprised, "Is General Lian still up so late?"

Lian Xiu lowered his eyes lightly, and said in a nonchalant manner, "The last general has something important to discuss with the general. But Miss Fengxue, a weak woman, it's better to rest earlier. Otherwise, if you encounter something filthy here in the middle of the night , I’m afraid it’s too late to regret it.”

Feng Xue choked at his words, the smile on her face froze slightly, "General Lian seems to have a deep prejudice against me."

Lian Xiu nodded slightly, and said, "The last general dare not." Randomly walked to the door of the study, without looking at the wind and snow, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Lian Xiu, why are you here?" Bei Tangming took a look and asked.

He was tall and leaned over the desk, with a cloak over his shoulders.

With just one glance, Lian Xiu could tell that this cloak was not for him.The general has always been careless in his treatment of his body.And why this cloak was put on the general is also clear at a glance.

He clenched what was in his hand, and suddenly he didn't want to hand it over.

"Lian Xiu, it's so late, what's the matter?" Bei Tangming asked again seeing that he was silent for a long time.

Lian Xiu twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a sneer, "Why, I can't come to you so late, drive me away in a hurry?! She came to you so late and let her stay so long?!"

The expression on Beitang Ming's face faded, he put the case file aside and took a new one.

"If you come here specifically to say this, then you can go."

Lian Xiu stepped forward and slammed the thing in his hand onto the table.Looking at Beitang Mingdao, "General, do you think I care too much. I'm a meddlesome person because you and her are consensual."

Bei Tangming felt that he was baffled, "When will I have sex with her..."

"But general, you have to remember that if you hire Fengxue as your wife and concubine, if you really want to please Fengxue girl and have all the etiquette and steps, I will naturally not say a word. But now I am alone and widowed, in the middle of the night, in the same shabby room, we It feels wrong!"

(End of this chapter)