Rebirth: Marry a General instead of a Prince

The spring days were long and Bai Zhiyuan's steps were very fast, which frightened Ling Xiao so much that he could not help but support Bai Zhiyuan tightly, fearing that she would fall accidentally.

When Bai Zhiyuan arrived at the courtyard where they lived, he did not see Xie Yunsong.

Bai Zhiyuan looked around and asked the servant who was sweeping nearby, "Where's the young master?"

The servant said, "After the young lady left, the young master also left after a while."

Bai Zhiyuan stood there, frowned, and thought for a moment, thinking that Xie Yunsong should have entered the palace.

The new emperor took the throne, and there were many important matters to deal with in the palace. Although Xie Yunsong was now an idle person, the new emperor still liked to summon him to the palace.

Bai Zhiyuan thought so and felt sleepy after all the tossing and turning in the morning.

Just as she was about to go back to her room to rest, Steward Lin, who had come to his senses, came over and said in surprise and joy, "Madam, General Guanying just said that you are pregnant. This is such a happy event. I will tell you about this right away. You will definitely be very happy."

Before Bai Zhiyuan could speak, Steward Lin slapped his head again and said, "I almost forgot. You have to pay extra attention to the young lady's diet recently. She is recovering from her illness now, so don't make any mistakes. Although the young master has resigned, the emperor often asks him to accompany him in the palace. The young lady is alone on weekdays, so she should go out less recently. Also, these corners of the stairs have to be wrapped with cloth, so as not to hurt the young lady."

Bai Zhiyuan laughed and said, "Butler Lin is too nervous."

She smiled again and said, "Don't bother. I am a martial artist after all. How could I fall down while walking?"

Steward Lin disagreed, "Although the young lady is a martial artist, she is pregnant now, so she must be careful."

Bai Zhiyuan smiled helplessly, "Okay, okay, whatever you say. I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go back to my room and take a nap. If the young master comes back, let Ling Xiao wake me up."

Butler Lin quickly agreed and only felt relieved after watching Bai Zhiyuan enter the house.

Bai Zhiyuan slept from noon to dusk. When she opened her eyes, the room had already darkened. She slowly got up and felt a little hungry.

She got off the couch, walked over and opened the door, only to see Xie Yunsong sitting in the yard with his head down, fiddling with something in his hands. He was fiddling with it so seriously that he didn't even notice her approaching.

"What are you doing?" Bai Zhiyuan asked.

Xie Yunsong then looked up, and Bai Zhiyuan saw clearly that he was holding a portrait. The portrait looked very old, but it must be someone's favorite thing. Although it was very old, it was obvious that the owner cherished it very much.

Xie Yunsong unfolded the portrait, and Bai Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment; the person in the portrait was actually her.

"Is this a portrait of Prince Yan?" Bai Zhiyuan asked puzzled.

Xie Yunsong: "Ayuan recognizes you?"

Bai Zhiyuan explained: "I once sneaked into Prince Yan's Mansion and saw this portrait."

Xie Yunsong pulled her to sit down and said, "After the death of Prince Yan, the emperor didn't say anything, but he was worried in his heart. He was also worried that there were still remnants of evil in Prince Yan's mansion, so he ordered people to raid Prince Yan's mansion. It was Li Mi who led people to raid the house. All the servants in Prince Yan's mansion were executed. Li Mi finally found this portrait in Prince Yan's study and gave it to me."

Bai Zhiyuan smiled disdainfully and said, "It's just a portrait, just burn it. Why did you bring it back?"

Xie Yunsong asked, "Would you like to take another closer look?"

Bai Zhiyuan didn't understand what was going on, but he still picked it up and looked at it carefully, "This painting...?"

Xie Yunsong curled his lips and said, "Ayuan, can you see the difference? That's right, this painting doesn't look like it was created in the Dali period."

Bai Zhiyuan frowned and asked, "Do you suspect Qi Zeyi has dealings with other countries?"

Xie Yunsong nodded and said, "It's not suspicion, it's a fact. All of the subordinates of the Prince of Yan were captured in the palace that day, and Li Mi has been secretly interrogating them. However, too many things have happened recently. The Prince of Yan committed suicide, the previous emperor passed away, and the new emperor ascended the throne, which delayed it for a long time. The Prince of Yan's confidants were all very tight-lipped, and it was not until they heard the news of the Prince of Yan's suicide that they revealed that the Prince of Yan had colluded with the Northern Di people."

"Ayuan, do you remember that we were ambushed in Youzhou? We ignored it at that time. Maybe King Yan could cultivate his own power, not only his own power, but also some from Beidi."

Bai Zhiyuan's heart skipped a beat and he asked, "How dare the Northern Di people get so far that they even dare to get involved in the civil strife of Dali?"

Xie Yunsong hugged her and said, "Ayuan, we are lucky to have recovered the northern border, and it is also thanks to you that you worked hard to injure Yu Huangqing. Otherwise, Beidi is very strong, and Dali may not be his opponent. Now the eighth prince of Beidi, Yu Huangwen, has ascended the throne, but I have fought with Yu Huangqing for many years, and he is not someone who gives up easily. Just in case, I will write a letter to the northern border, asking Cheng Tiankuo who is stationed in the northern border to be more careful."

Bai Zhiyuan was silent for a moment, and said, "Perhaps the Beidi people wanted to control Dali through the King of Yan before, but now their wishful thinking has failed. The King of Yan is dead, and Yu Huangqing has lost the throne. How can the new King of Beidi allow a powerful person like Yu Huangqing to live and affect his throne? Yunsong, you worry too much. If you are worried, one day we can revisit the old place and go back to the northern border again."

"It's just..." Bai Zhiyuan paused.

Xie Yunsong raised his eyes and asked, "Just what?"

Bai Zhiyuan smiled and said, "But I'm afraid I can't go this year, because... you're going to be a father..."

Xie Yunsong was stunned for a moment, he didn't react to what Bai Zhiyuan meant. When he reacted, Bai Zhiyuan was looking at him leisurely with a smile on his face, as if he was watching a good show.

Xie Yunsong stood up suddenly and asked in surprise: "Is this true?"

Bai Zhiyuan smiled: "Of course it's true."

Xie Yunsong hugged Bai Zhiyuan fiercely, but was afraid of hurting her, so he let her go and looked her up and down with disbelief on his face.

Bai Zhiyuan stepped forward, put her arms around his waist again, buried her head in his arms, and said, "Yun Song, I know you are worried about the Northern Territory, even though the Northern Territory is now peaceful. When I give birth to the child successfully, our family of three can leave Shangjing. If you want to go to the Northern Territory, we will of course accompany you. Our family of three should never be separated."

Xie Yunsong nodded and said, "I was overly concerned. Cheng Tiankuo and his brothers are now stationed in the Northern Territory, so I have nothing to worry about. It's just that after dealing with the Northern Territory for many years, I am more cautious than others. I will write a letter to Cheng Tiankuo and ask him to keep an eye on the movements of the Northern Territory. Now that Dali has a strong army and the Northern Territory has signed a surrender agreement with us, now is not the best time to attack. Right now, the most important thing is you and the baby in your belly, Ayuan."

Bai Zhiyuan curled his lips and said, "This means our days of traveling around may have to be postponed."

Xie Yunsong kissed her hair and said, "When the baby is born, we will take him with us and travel around together."

Bai Zhiyuan agreed with a smile, and then seemed to remember something. He picked up the portrait on the table and burned it to ashes on the candle.