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Chapter 332 The Warlord’s Forced Marriage (13)

Wen Ziyu, who was dressed in weather, stepped into the gate of the Young Marshal's Mansion. He hurried back because he heard that Luo Qinghuan had an accident.

Wen Ziyu, who returned to the Marshal's Mansion, walked quickly, and when he passed the garden corridor, Chen Xun came to meet him.

Chen Xun was about to explain, but Wen Ziyu grabbed his neck and pressed him against the pillars in the corridor. He exerted so much force that Chen Xun, who was strangled by the neck, couldn't break free at all.

"Stop, young commander..."

Chen Xun couldn't breathe as someone grabbed his neck. He suppressed his face and blushed. Wen Ziyu's brows and eyes were shrouded in a haze. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and put it on Chen Xun's head.

"What did I tell you before I left?"

"Young, young commander, you, you didn't tell me to be careful-it went very, very smoothly..."

Wen Ziyu frowned slightly upon hearing this, and then sneered.

"Idiot, if there is any problem with Madam, you can come to see me with your head up!"

Let go of the hand that was pinching Chen Xun's neck, but Wen Ziyu didn't shoot. He watched Chen Xun get up from the ground in embarrassment and gasped for breath. After Chen Xun stood up straight, he kicked him. It landed on Chen Xun's calf, and Chen Xun immediately fell to his knees.

This kick was so hard that Chen Xun even heard the sound of his leg bones breaking, so he didn't dare to stand up.

Wen Ziyu gathered her cloak and ignored him, striding past Chen Xun towards Luo Qinghuan's room.

When Wen Ziyu entered the room, He Shuo was sitting at the table writing prescriptions. When he heard the sound of the door being pushed open, the absent-minded He Shuo immediately raised his head. After seeing clearly that it was Wen Ziyu, his face changed abruptly.

"Young Master Wen, Young Marshal Wen..."

Facing Wen Ziyu's cloudy face, He Shuo subconsciously shook three times, and the pen in his hand had already dropped to the ground, but Wen Ziyu didn't give him a look.

Wen Ziyu skipped He Shuo and walked to the bed and sat down. The woman on the bed looked pale and closed her eyes tightly. Wen Ziyu reached out and touched the woman's warm cheek, her dark eyes unable to see the bottom.

Although Amei was young, she had been a maid in the Marshal's Mansion for seven or eight years, and she understood what Wen Ziyu meant with just one movement from Wen Ziyu.

"Young commander, the medicine has been taken, Madam is just tired now."

Wen Ziyu lowered her eyes, but her eyes did not leave Luo Qinghuan's face, "What happened when I was not around?"

"This……"

"kindness?"

Amei's hesitant look made Wen Ziyu feel unhappy, but suddenly her hand was grabbed. Wen Ziyu looked down and saw that it was Luo Qinghuan who opened her eyes.

"My baby and I are fine."

With Luo Qinghuan's words, most of the haze on Wen Ziyu's face dissipated, Amei pursed her lips and smiled at the scene in front of her, and took He Shuo out of the room very sensiblely, leaving space for the two of them.

Seeing that there was no one in the room, Luo Qinghuan propped herself up on the bed and wanted to sit up. Wen Ziyu supported her shoulders to help her sit up, her gaze stayed on her belly for a moment.

Luo Qinghuan thought that he cared about the child, so she couldn't help but smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"The child is fine."

"It does not matter."

Wen Ziyu interrupted her, as smart as Wen Ziyu, he understood everything the moment he saw Luo Qinghuan, he looked at Luo Qinghuan deeply, as if he wanted to engrave her in his eyes.

Leaning her head on Wen Ziyu's shoulder, Luo Qinghuan closed her eyes. She was going to explain everything to Wen Ziyu at first, but now it seems that there is no need to explain anything.

"Did you get the news from Chen Xun?"

"Ah."

"I didn't say you didn't have to get involved."

"Isn't your business my business?"

Hearing her answer like this, Wen Ziyu's eyes flickered for a moment, then he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, and asked, "Don't you like Li Mei?"

"I'm your wife, and of course I won't like another woman you married."

"Tell the truth."

Luo Qinghuan thought she had concealed it well, but Wen Ziyu still saw it. She raised her eyes and looked at Wen Ziyu's angular jaw, wondering for a moment whether she should tell her purpose.

She didn't answer, but Wen Ziyu smiled lightly.

"Okay, I'll handle the rest for you."

……

Taking advantage of the chaos in the Marshal's Mansion due to the accident of the eldest lady, Li Mei successfully obtained the frontline military defense map and delivered it to her own people in time. She worried about the implementation of the mission day and night, and waited for the good news with great anticipation It reached her ears, but in the end what she was waiting for was not what she wanted.

The news did not come, but Wen Ziyu waited for it. He hated and loved Wen Ziyu and Li Mei, but when facing this man, Li Mei was still a little guilty. Kicked and fell to the ground.

Li Mei's pregnancy was fake, and she had already used her to deliver the fake news, so Wen Ziyu naturally tore his face, and became rude to her, under Wen Ziyu's order, Chen Xun tried all the tortures of the Young Marshal's Mansion on Li Mei Once again, Li Mei was still begging at first, but after realizing that she was just being used, she fell into a state of madness.

Li Mei began to curse Wen Ziyu and Luo Qinghuan day and night, and Wen Ziyu cut off her tongue, broke her limbs, and made her life worse than death instead of letting her die. More torture methods are yet to come.

Li Mei, who fell on the ground, opened her eyes wide in surprise. Before she could say anything, Chen Xun came out from behind Wen Ziyu, tied her hands and feet skillfully, and locked her in the basement.

However, Luo Qinghuan did not know this. In the following days, she was half-imprisoned and raised in the room by Wen Ziyu. On the one hand, it was because the child was about to be born, and on the other hand, the overt and covert struggle between Wen Ziyu and the remnants of the revolutionary army reached a critical point. At that time, those remnants of the revolutionary army were a group of lunatics, and Wen Ziyu did not dare to take risks with her.

On the night when the child was about to be born, Luo Qinghuan yelled loudly because of the pain in the delivery room. Accompanied by Luo Qinghuan's anguished cry was the clear cry of the child, and the door of the delivery room was pushed open heavily.

"Young commander! Young commander, you can't go in, you can't..."

"roll!"

I heard from He Shuo that although Luo Qinghuan's physical condition was very good and he miraculously saved the child after being poisoned, his body was not in good condition and the birth would be very difficult this time. Qing Huan's painful voice made Wen Ziyu rush in regardless.

Consciousness was still a little fuzzy, and her breathing gradually stopped. Luo Qinghuan only felt that someone was firmly grasping her hand when she was about to reach her limit. At the same time, the man's deep and hoarse voice rang in her ears.

"Shen Qinghuan, if you don't survive, I'll strangle this kid to death right now and let him go down to accompany you!"

Hearing Wen Ziyu's words, Luo Qinghuan was startled, and suddenly recovered.

　This story is coming to an end, the next one is the story of the glory of the king
　　
　
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