Quick Wear: Who said soft girls have to be obedient! biu!

Gu Zhen returned to her bedroom before opening the letter.

I just touched it, it’s a thick envelope.

When I opened it, I found that it was filled with dense writing for more than ten pages.

The first line is Zhao Yi’s corny words: [My dear Zhen’er, it’s nice to see you in person. I haven’t seen you for a month and I miss you so much…]

There are more than ten pages in the letter, and most of them are used to express the author's thoughts.

I can't sleep at night and I can't eat well. The winter in Beijing is very hard. Some people miss the warm embrace...

Gu Zhen was reading it alone and felt a little embarrassed after finishing it.

Zhao Yi is too corny!

However, she still wrote back, telling about her recent hard practice and how she had gained some enlightenment on the ice bed. She felt much better and asked about Zhao Yi's health.

Finally, he also tactfully expressed that he really missed someone's warm and cool skin.

He also expressed his gratitude to Zhao Yi at the end.

Blushing, she stuffed the letter, sealed it, and handed it to the waiting messenger.

The messenger left overnight.

The letter was delivered to Zhao Yi on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

He couldn't wait to open it, feeling a little disappointed and thinking that Gu Zhen was just being perfunctory.

The reply to a letter of more than ten pages was only one page, which is very telling.

Zhao Yi was angry and was about to go to the palace for a banquet, but now he was no longer in a hurry and picked up his pen to write a reply to Gu Zhen.

He started by scolding Gu Zhen for her hypocrisy and perfunctory response, and expressed his dissatisfaction in a wronged manner. Finally, he changed the subject and hoped that Gu Zhen could pay more attention to him.

He also wrote that he looked forward to Gu Zhen's reply.

Only then did Zhao Yi feel satisfied and went into the palace to celebrate the festival.

At this time, the Lingxing Sect was not in the mood for fun.

He Jiaojiao is back.

As soon as she entered the room, He Xuanlin slapped the table with his palm, causing the heavy tabletop to shake and the incense table and tablets on it to move, but fortunately they did not fall over.

"Give me a sigh!"

He Jiaojiao went out for a while, and when she came back she seemed like a different person. She did not ask her mother for help as before, but simply lifted her clothes and knelt in front of her parents.

He also knelt before his ancestors.

He Xuanlin pointed at one of the tablets and said, "This is your uncle-master, whose spine was broken by the leader of the Demon Cult. This is your great-uncle-master, who died in that battle at an old age."

He was heartbroken: "Jiaojiao! Yu Hanbing hates us. There are so many people in my Lingxing Sect, how can we not hate them too?"

"How could your senior sister not hate him?"

He Jiaojiao bowed her head deeply: "Dad, I know I was wrong. I am not speaking up for Yu Hanbing and the Demon Cult. It's just that we knew each other for a while, and I couldn't bear to see him die without a place to go."

He Xuanlin looked at her disappointedly: "You feel sorry for Yu Hanbing who died without a burial place, but have you ever thought that there are many people in the Demon Sect Tianshan who are still frozen in the iceberg and cannot rest in peace?"

How could he give birth to such a confused person who can't tell right from wrong!

He Jiaojiao was speechless.

"Kneel here and reflect on yourself. Come out when you have figured it out." He Xuanlin made the final decision and decided to teach her a lesson.

This time, Chen Pei, who always loved her daughter, had no objection.

She touched her belly and realized something.

The couple are a united front in educating their children. A strict father and a kind mother are not necessarily a good combination. In the past, she felt sorry for her daughter being always scolded by He Xuanlin, so she spoiled Chen Pei as much as possible, but ended up making her a fool who cannot tell right from wrong.

When the second child is born, she will also be a strict mother.

After Chen Pei left, Gu Zhen was about to follow her out, but He Jiaojiao stopped her at this moment.

"Sister!"

Gu Zhen turned around, quite surprised.

He Jiaojiao pursed her lips; "Big Sister, why can't I see Second Brother? Hasn't he recovered from his injury yet?"

"My junior brother has returned to his hometown, and the wedding date is set for September this year."

He Jiaojiao was stunned for a long time, and finally smiled sadly, "It's good, Senior Brother is a good person, and I will be very happy in the future."

Gu Zhen shrugged, turned and left.

What's the use of regretting now? It's too late.

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When Chen Pei's belly began to show, everyone in the sect knew about this happy event.

Even He Jiaojiao only found out finally that her parents were pregnant again.

She couldn't describe the feeling in her heart, but it was not very pleasant.

It was as if I had been abandoned by my parents and my master.

But she had clearly made up her mind to be obedient, practice martial arts well, and be able to manage the Lingxing Sect for her parents in the future.

Now all the hard work of the past few months seems like a joke.

He Jiaojiao couldn't get over this and locked herself in the yard to sulk.

Only Chen Pei often visited her daughter, but she never said anything else. After all, it was her right to have as many children as she wanted.

Over time, He Jiaojiao's temper faded away, and she slowly accepted the fact that she would soon have a younger brother or sister.

As the temperature gradually warmed up in late spring, Gu Zhen began to receive frequent letters from Zhao Yi.

Others cannot come back because the current emperor is not in good health and the emperor's uncles are ready to take action.

At the same time, the Meng Kingdom was restless and frequently harassed the people.

Gu Zhen knew that there would be no large-scale war in the next few years, and Mongolia was just constantly testing the bottom line of Song.

But she still wrote back to Zhao Yi, telling them the dangers and reminding them to take precautions.

This is not the Song Dynasty and Mongolia in history. I guess the original author just used a pseudonym. In the original plot, Mongolia did not achieve the final victory.

The people of Jianghu united together to resist the foreign enemies.

Now that the evil cult is no longer causing trouble, I believe everyone will be more united.

After this letter was sent, there was no news from Zhao Yi until the beginning of autumn.

On the contrary, rumors began to spread among the people, saying that Prince Zhao might inherit the throne and marry the princess of Mongolia!

When Gu Zhen heard the news, Chen Pei was about to give birth.

When she was pregnant with her second child, her mentality was much better and she always ate secretly. This time the baby was not easy to give birth to. It took several hours from the onset of labor to the dilation of the cervix.

He Xuanlin was so anxious that he almost flattened the yard outside.

Gu Zhen felt Chen Pei's pulse and found out that she was fine, so she felt relieved and helped the midwife.

In the afternoon, a loud cry was finally heard.

Full of energy!

The midwife shouted excitedly: "It's born! Congratulations to the master and his wife, it's a son!"

Chen Pei barely raised her head to take a look at what her son looked like, then fell asleep out of exhaustion.

He Xuanlin rushed in, stroked his beard and laughed a few times, "Well, well, my broken star finally has a successor!"

This palm technique is fierce and has always been passed down to men, not women.

If I give birth to a son, he can learn both his kung fu and his wife's Tianxing sword.

Gu Zhen smiled at the side. The little junior brother was really pitiful. He could see what the future would be like as soon as he was born.

But seeing that her master and mistress were so happy, she felt that it didn't matter if her junior brother was a little more tired!

"Master, please spread the good news quickly. We have prepared chicken, duck, fish and meat on the stove today. The brothers and sisters are all waiting to drink my wine!"

He Xuanlin nodded repeatedly; "Zhen'er is right!"

He beckoned over a disciple and had him inform the entire sect of the new birth, and prepare a banquet to celebrate in the evening.

The news was passed down layer by layer, even to the mute man and woman guarding the mountain gate and the farm at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Yi and his group hurried along, and just as they arrived at the Lingxing Sect's territory, they heard something.

Someone on the mountain just gave birth to a baby.

Zhao Yi was shocked. Gu Zhen didn't mention any happy event in the letter. Who was giving birth to the baby?

Could it be Gu Zhen? !

He didn't even have time to ask any questions and quickly led his men up the mountain.