General is ferocious: arrogant lady, don't escape

The emperor's eyes were filled with love: "concubine AI, you don't need any parents or brothers and sisters. You are still better than others. Because you have a husband and I. "

"Emperor... You have the whole world, and your concubine has only one husband..." her magnificent face was flooded with tears, just like the Impatiens in the rain in the imperial garden.

Three days later, the weather finally cleared up. Then came the more unbearable baking sun.

When Zhao Xiong returned to his residence from the army, the sky was not completely dark. Every plant and tree in the yard is full of laziness and tiredness in summer.

The family went back to the house after dinner. Those who should exercise muscles then exercise, those who should raise the fetus then raise the fetus, and those who should bite their ears between husband and wife go back to the room and bite their ears

"On such a hot day, zhao'er doesn't know if he will take care of himself outside. I'm so worried. " Liu is more and more agitated these days. A few days ago, she was afraid that her son would be hurt by thunder outside. This time, she was afraid that her son would be sunburned by the poisonous sun... She was afraid to affect Gong Yueyue's mood. She always wouldn't show anything outside, but Zhao Xiong's ears couldn't be clean after closing the door.

Fortunately, today Zhao Xiong came prepared and smiled and took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to her: "here."

Liu opened the note in surprise, and the familiar handwriting jumped in front of him: "zhao'er's word is zhao'er's word!" A few square characters carry the missing and helplessness of the man in the desert - "Ann, parents, don't read, be sure to cherish it."

"Did you see him? Did you see your son? " The little note was read over and over by Liu for fear of missing half a radical.

Zhao Xiong patted his wife's thin shoulder and said gently, "no, this is what a beggar stuffed me on my way to the military camp today." It must be that my son can't get away for the time being, so that someone can send a message to his family to report peace. Even so, it has given great comfort to the two exhausted parents.

Liu smiled, but even then asked, "do you want to tell the girl?"

Zhao Xiong has no idea about this. As Liu described it, Gong Yueyue is like Zhao Changyuan's eyes. If others blow their breath carelessly, he will make a fuss to death. Therefore, whenever Gong Yueyue is involved, Zhao Xiong and his wife will be somewhat blind: "but we don't know what Zhao Er means..."

Liu thought for a moment and finally said, "in my opinion, at least let the girl know that zhao'er is safe. She is no less worried than us. Sometimes I secretly wipe tears with zhaoer's things. "

Zhao Xiong also nodded: "OK, show it to her." At that time, there was no saying of prenatal and postpartum depression. But people have never heard of those who go crazy or commit suicide after giving birth to children. In particular, Zhao Xiong and his wife are well-informed people, so they naturally care more than ordinary people.

"Ah." Liu Shi answered and looked at the note again and again.

Before long, there was a knock outside the door. Zhao Xiong opened the door and saw that it was Tian Hai.

"Sir, this is a letter from Luoyang. General Yang Guodong sent someone to bring it to you."

Zhao Xiong took the letter and asked Tian hai to step back. He went to the table and quickly read the letter with a light. I thought it was just a letter of correspondence between old friends. I didn't think about the content of this letter. Zhao Xiong couldn't help reading it carefully three times from beginning to end.

"Sir, what's the matter with you? Why are you depressed? Is there something wrong? " Liu's original happy mood was quenched by Zhao Xiong's uncertain face.

Zhao Xiong folded the letter, looked at his wife and said faintly, "the extermination of magistrate Liu's family has come to an end."

"Who did it?" On the day of the incident, Zhao Changyuan was seen at the scene of the crime and fought with Yin Liang. This case has become a thorn in the hearts of Zhao Xiong and Gong Yueyue. Although they were killed, they would not believe that it had something to do with Zhao Changyuan. But none of them wanted it to leave any stain on Zhao Changyuan's innocent life. It's like a big yellow flower girl inadvertently coming out of XiMenqing's house. Even if she is as perfect as a fairy, it's unreasonable.

Zhao Xiong gently buttoned his hand on the table. It seemed that some doubts flashed in his mind, but he couldn't form a complete and powerful concept. Finally, he put away the letter and stood up and said, "I'll go out."

Where is Liu Kenyi, dragging his robe and complaining, "ah, how can you leave halfway?"

He put the letter into Liu's hand and told her, "keep the letter and burn it after reading it."

"OK."

Before going out, he didn't forget to look back and tell him, "don't go out and say anything about the letter."

"Don't worry."

At the other end of Zhao's house, Gong Yueyue was holding the fat on his arms and thighs in the house and wanted to cry without tears: "you see, how fat I am. Sobbing... I can't see it! "

Xiaomei sat at the table making children's clothes. She looked white and replied angrily: "Miss, you care too much. Two children want to eat and drink in your stomach. How can they carry it without some meat? "

Gong Yueyue sat down on the stool beside her and said, "what do you know about the film, you girl? Women can't muddle along and relax their requirements at any time. Little ace said, either die or die. Microblogging said that women who can't control their body weight, how to control their life? My husband is not around. If you come back and see me like this, you won't like it... "

Xiaomei was amused by her exaggerated remarks: "miss can talk nonsense. You like whatever kind of Uncle you become."

"Don't think so. Men are visual animals. Don't take it lightly. Don't ruin yourself endlessly like me. " She also knew that pregnant women could eat more than Zhao people, but she still couldn't face her shapeless figure and increasingly ugly face. It turns out that pregnant women become ugly is the truth.

Xiaomei kindly comforted her and said, "at least my uncle is definitely not. During your coma, you looked haggard like cauliflower. My uncle not only didn't dislike it, but also felt distressed and wanted to die. "

After hearing this, she recalled the time when she woke up in a coma. Zhao Changyuan fed her and scrubbed her herself. The sweet taste of being spoiled and the deep longing rolled in her heart. As the delivery date is getting closer and closer, she will experience the most feared thing in her heart. She thought it would be good to have him. But where is he?

"Dad, are you looking for me?" Seeing that Zhao Xiong seemed in a good mood, Gong Yueyue put down his doubts, walked forward and bowed slightly.

Zhao Xiong raised his head and said gently, "well, just sit down." Then he put down the paper in his hand, left the table, went to the chair opposite her and sat down.

"Just now your father... Your uncle Yang..." Zhao Xiong didn't expect that he encountered obstacles when he just opened his mouth. What is Yang Guodong's identity for Gong Yueyue? How can we say that we can be neither rude nor hypocritical?

Gong Yueyue smiled and softened Zhao Xiong's embarrassment: "that's Yiyi's father, that's my father. Without the Yang family, there would be no me today. "

Zhao Xiong smiled brightly and then said, "your father wrote and said three things."

"Yes... What is it about? Does it have anything to do with me? " Gong Yueyue immediately became nervous. If it wasn't related to himself, how could Zhao Xiong summon her at night?

"It has nothing to do with you."

Hearing his denial, she was relieved, but suddenly nervous again: "that's about my husband?"

Zhao Xiong felt funny and quickly waved his hand and explained, "don't be so nervous. It doesn't have much to do with zhaoer. After reading this letter, I just want to find someone to say... "In the past, he always called his son into the study and talked with a candle when he encountered something that was difficult to figure out or made him doubt. He knew his son. Although he was dull on the surface, he was actually an extremely clever boy. Thinking about problems is always farsighted and calm in case of danger. Of course, EQ needs to be improved.

So just after reading the letter in the house, he naturally wanted to talk to his son, even though he knew it was just an extravagant hope at the moment. He left his wife and came to the study alone. Facing the empty and dark scene, he was a little depressed, and his thoughts that wanted to be clear in his heart became more confused. Occasionally, I looked down and saw Zhao Changyuan's calligraphy treasure pressed with paper weight on the desk. Next to it, there was a pile of transcripts. The handwriting was awkward and ugly, but I could see that the writer worked very hard. He knew immediately that this was gong Yueyue's masterpiece“ Maybe you can listen to the advice of this strange girl. " He thought in his heart, and then asked xiaohuzi to call Gong Yueyue.

"Dad wants to hear the child's opinion?" Gong Yueyue is really smart. He doesn't need his father-in-law to say more, so he knows his intention“ Then please tell me these three things. "

"The murderers of the three arson cases have been found." Zhao Xiong came straight to the point and immediately picked out the painful thorn in Gong Yueyue's heart these days.

"Who is it?" She stretched up as if to use all her cells to listen to the answer.

"It's a villager of Yujia village outside Cangzhou City. His name is Yu Shuangxi."

As soon as the voice fell, Gong Yueyue was relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief. But he immediately felt out of shape: "I'm sorry, Dad, I know I'm a little bad. But... "

Zhao Xiong smiled disapprovingly: "you don't have to say that. Dad can understand your mood. If it is proved earlier that this matter has nothing to do with zhao'er, we can put our heart into our stomach one day earlier. "

Gong Yueyue was embarrassed to scratch his head, and then his occupational disease began to haunt him: "but Yu Shuangxi, why do you do this? What was his motive for killing? "