Quickly wear: The male protagonist who dotes on his wife is clingy, crying and jealous.

Jiang Yun was out of breath and scratched the rough man's face.

Xie Zhuo reluctantly let go, his chest heaving violently. He tightened his arms, lowered his head and rubbed her cheek. The anxiety and worry for many days finally dissipated.

"What's wrong?" he asked in a calm voice.

Jiang Yun took the initiative to hug his thick waist and reminded softly: "Xie Lin sold your marching route. Husband, please be careful tomorrow."

She deliberately asked someone to reveal her whereabouts to Xie Lin, just to deal with the traitor. She originally planned to send a letter to Xie Zhuo later, but unexpectedly he came to find her.

"Yunyun only wants to say this?" Xie Zhuo pursed his lips, looking a little serious.

She didn't even miss him.

He was anxious to get angry every day, fearing that something would happen to her, but in the end, she didn't even miss him.

Jiang Yun nodded, "You have to leave tomorrow, so you have to take care of yourself at the border."

Xie Zhuo hummed twice, put his arms around her waist, hugged her tightly with both arms, and said what he was holding in his heart, "Madam, she doesn't even miss me, she has no conscience."

"Think about it, think about it every day." Otherwise, she wouldn't spend a moment every day entering his dream, doing that and that with him.

This man was obviously very satisfied in his dream, but now he came to confront her.

Jiang Yun looked at him with a smile, raised her hand and scratched his ears, "General, have you ever dreamed about me?"

Xie Zhuo's ears suddenly turned red and he buried himself in her neck in silence.

He didn't know why he always had that kind of dream, but it was extremely real every time.

Jiang Yun always said in her dreams that she was fine and her child was fine. Only in dreams could his anxious mood be soothed.

Otherwise, he might have gone crazy and anxious.

"I dream about my husband every day." Jiang Yun said softly, raising her head and biting his chin, "You are very brave."

Xie Zhuo suddenly felt hot all over his body and rubbed her neck, "Yunyun, stop talking."

I was really afraid that Jiang Yun would find out about the tricks he was playing in his dream, and she would definitely scold him for being dishonest and an old gangster.

Xie Zhuo remained silent, his big hands reached into her clothes and covered her belly.

After finding the Madam, it's time to deal with them.

The little guy in his belly kicked the palm of his hand. Xie Zhuo's eyes moved slightly and his fingers trembled.

Seeing that his attention was on the child, Jiang Yun held his hand, raised her head and kissed his face, "Husband, the child kicked you."

Xie Zhuo didn't know how to describe his current mood. His heart softened, he felt surprised and became more and more entangled.

"Madam." He hugged her tightly and said hoarsely, "They can't stay."

Jiang Yun raised her hand, and Xie Zhuo quickly covered the back of his neck.

There was no way he could knock her out again this time.

Jiang Yun grabbed his face and said, "Silly husband, go and ask the imperial doctor now, who dares to abort my pregnancy?"

It's been more than six months, who still dares to move?

Xie Zhuo frowned, feeling even more worried.

"Go home first." He took the coat on the side and wrapped it around her, holding her in his arms with his strong arms, making her airtight.

Seeing the crimson color on her lips, Xie Zhuo lowered his head and took a sip, "Yunyun, don't run away again, I'm very worried."

If she ran away again, he couldn't guarantee whether he would lock her up.

"Don't run." Leaning lazily in his arms, Jiang Yun closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The furnishings in the General's Mansion and Lihuayuan were exactly the same as before. Xie Zhuo had some things added based on the furnishings he had just seen in Liuxiang.

She has lived there for three months, so she must be used to it.

"General, the imperial doctor is here." Song Tuan shouted softly from outside.

"Come in."

After covering Jiang Yun with a quilt, Xie Zhuo lowered the bed curtain, then sat on the edge and watched the imperial doctor take his pulse.

"General, the baby in your wife's belly is fine."

"Will it be hindered during delivery?" Xie Zhuo asked nervously.

"This..." The imperial doctor hesitated and raised his hands to make an arch, "A woman has to go through hell to give birth to a child. If everything goes well, it's okay."

Xie Zhuo frowned instantly, "Is there no foolproof way?"

"General, the fetus is too big and we have to give birth to it. Otherwise, I'm afraid..."

He might die now.

Even if the imperial doctor didn't say anything, Xie Zhuo also knew the consequences.

Now he can only take good care of Jiang Yun and find the best stable mother for Jiang Yun when she gives birth.

After sending the imperial doctor away, Xie Zhuo returned to the house. Jiang Yun had already woken up.

Xie Zhuo walked over, picked him up and put him in his arms, "Why didn't Yunyun wake up and call me?"

"Do you want to beat the child again?" Jiang Yun looked up at him.

"No more fighting." Xie Zhuo sighed deeply, raised his hand and touched her head, "I won't let anything happen to you."

The next day, the army was about to leave for the border. Jiang Yun originally thought that Xie Zhuo would go alone, but she didn't expect that he would take herself with him.

The march is divided into batches, and it is impossible for them all to go through one route, and they are all led by other lieutenants.

Xie Zhuo hired a carriage and took good care of Jiang Yun along the way, without letting her suffer at all.

Half a month later, the army arrived at the border pass.

The general's main tent is not very big, and the meeting area and the resting area are separated. The voices of people talking outside are relatively quiet. I don't know whether it is the soundproofing or Xie Zhuo specially asked them to lower their voices.

Jiang Yun is a happy-go-lucky person. If she has a place to eat and drink, she can get out of her cozy nest and stay there honestly without causing any trouble or making a fuss.

Only when you really can't sit still will you mess with your rough-and-tumble general.

At noon, Xie Zhuo came in from outside with hot mutton soup. Seeing Jiang Yun still sleeping lazily, he couldn't help but go over and kiss her awake.

The man's beard had not been shaved for several days, and some sharp thorns appeared. Jiang Yun pushed him away in disgust, "It stings."

Xie Zhuo raised his hand and touched it. He was speechless and went outside to deal with it.

Then he walked in, deliberately rubbed her sweet face, and said with a deep smile: "Madam, are you still pricking me?"

There is no man in the military camp who is not unshaven. He is the only one who has no hair now.

"Rough guy." Jiang Yun pinched his face and smiled sweetly, "I'm hungry."

"I've made some mutton soup. See if it suits your taste. Tell me what you want to eat in the future. I'll ask Song Tuan to buy it."

He brought her here for his own selfish reasons, and he didn't want to be separated from her again.

There were Xie Lin and Qin Zhi in the capital, so they really didn't trust her to stay there alone.

In addition, the baby was due in a few months, and he was afraid that he would not be able to make it back.

He will definitely take good care of her and keep her and the child safe.

"Madam, will you blame me?" Xie Zhuo asked uneasily while holding the mutton for her to eat.

Jiang Yun bit into the fragrant meat, narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, and looked at him, "Why do you blame me?"

"Life is hard here, but you can live better in the capital." The rough man raised his hand and wiped the corner of her mouth, his eyes soft.

Jiang Yun touched her belly, grabbed his hand and put it on her belly, "It's not bitter. You take care of me every day. Why is it bitter?"

If he brought her here and not only failed to take good care of her, but also took it out on her and made her work, that would be real suffering.

She has seen a lot of people who talk about love and pampering, but as soon as their goals are achieved, their faces begin to change. That's terrible.

Xie Zhuo felt moved in his chest. He lowered his head and bit her delicate lips, "Just tell me if you don't like it."

"Okay, the general knows that I will never treat myself badly." She finished drinking the mutton soup, reached into his clothes, and took a pinch.

The rough man suddenly blushed, grabbed her hand, and said in a stern tone, "Madam, don't do this."