"Dad, I stayed at Yun Fu's house for a few days this time. Seeing how loving he and Song Qian were, I figured out why Dad wanted me to marry another man. Now I'm going to draw a portrait for Dad."

It seems that if he lets his daughter stay at Yun Fu's house for a few days, he will mature and no longer want to marry that poor boy. Besides, he doesn't care how rich the man his daughter marries is, as long as she doesn't marry a beggar.

"Then let's go to the study room and draw a picture for Daddy. When you get married, Daddy can take out the portrait you drew and look at it whenever he misses you."

But when the portrait was being painted, his daughter almost vomited several times. Could it be that she had eaten too much of the food just now and that caused her stomach to get upset?

"My daughter, if you really feel uncomfortable in your stomach and want to vomit, why don't you find a doctor first? Daddy is not in a hurry. You want this portrait. Besides, you will not be married for a few months. Can't you draw Daddy's portrait in these few months?"

Just when the girl was thinking of going to see a doctor first and then coming back to draw for him, she suddenly vomited several times.

The man looked at his daughter who was going to see the doctor. He always felt that when he came back from Yunfu's house, he not only liked to wear wide-band clothes, but also liked to eat sour food. Now he was vomiting here, so what happened?

When the old maid from the previous family came over, he began to ask his daughter why she liked to vomit and eat sour things.

"My daughter really has a stomachache, so she likes to vomit, and she also likes to eat sour things."

"It does look similar to how the lady looked when she was pregnant before, but how could the lady be pregnant? Could it be her stomach? She must have eaten something bad this morning, so she felt like vomiting. Do you like to eat sour things?"

It's not okay for her daughter to get pregnant. No one can let her daughter get pregnant, she said.

"My daughter has already seen the doctor. She will tell me why her stomach hurts just now. You don't need to tell me what happened to my wife before."

Suddenly he felt that what the older generation of maids said might not be the correct response to some of the things happening to his daughter.

"Why does my daughter have a stomachache?"

But the maid left, and he also wanted to know why he had been in pain ever since Yun Fu returned home.

Yun Fu had already talked to Zhang Zhicheng in her mind at this time.

"Song Qian was sent to the border by the emperor to fight. Do you think that so many people were really captured and sentenced and then they were expected to win again?"

Although they are now trying to tear down all the land on their side at the border, this cannot be compared with traitors.

The traitors still know what the video here is like, but what about the enemy? They were defeated by them just a few days ago, and they haven't practiced their martial arts well yet. Now they come to attack them again.

"Do you think that after Song Qian went to the border, he would really stop having women in his heart like others?"

He felt that the man the boss liked was not as reliable as before. The most reliable man in this world seemed to be Song Qian, but he had already gone to the border. If he had to fight another war, what if he rescued another weak woman?

"If Song Qian really looks at other women, then he will be destroyed in this world."

His mission was to be the Imperial Concubine, not to be Song Qian. If Song Qian really betrayed him, and the relationship between them was not supposed to exist in this world, then he would let the Song Qian of this world die as well.

Little Egg was stunned by what their boss said. It seemed that he could not fall in love with a woman.

After all, he would not fall in love with a woman, and he was just a machine, so he could only squat here again. He had not moved the dusty place here.

Suddenly Yun Fu wanted to write a letter. He wrote down his thoughts about Song Qian on the paper and then gave the letter to Xiao Jidan.

"Send her to the border for Song Qian. Otherwise, how would he know that I, a young lady, am still at home thinking about him? I only know how to fight every day."

Song Qincuo, who was fighting at the border, also said that he would definitely write to him. He had been waiting for half a month. Not to mention a letter, he hadn't even seen a single word written on it.

So he had to ask his husband about it. Little Egg immediately sent Xing to the border. When he saw Xiaoming Song Qian appearing at the border, he took his heart.

"Are you here just to give me this letter written by Yun Fu? But the border is not for a weak person like you. Although you are a man, you are not like our soldiers at the border."

You look down on those who are thin, right? Besides, those soldiers at the border are not as powerful as his magic. If he uses magic, not only the soldiers at the border, but even the soldiers in the whole world may not be able to control him. But he didn't say anything, but waited for Song Qian to finish reading his heart before telling him about Yun Fu's words about him not writing letters.

"When you left home for the border, you said you would write a letter to Yunfu. Yunfu waited for your letter from day to morning, but you are fighting here. You don't want to tell Yunfu even a word, right?"

He thought the border wouldn't be too busy, but now there is no time to even write letters, and every time he finishes the draft of a letter to you, he just throws the paper away, he said.

"My longing for Yun Fu cannot be expressed by just sitting here and writing a letter and filling it with words. So when I wasn't writing the letter, I was thinking about how to end this war and go back to accompany my wife."

Fortunately, he had deep feelings for the master of their family, so he told Yun Fu in his mind.

"I don't believe it. Look and see if there is a woman hiding in his tent. He said he didn't write me a letter. Maybe he didn't write a single word of what he wanted to write to me on paper, but read it to the woman in his tent."

The master was thinking about it again, but how could a boy hide a woman in a tent? But if he didn't go to Song Qian's tent to see, his master knew it, so he went. Unexpectedly, there was really a woman in the tent.

"Little Egg, what did you see in Song Qian's tent? Did you really see a woman? If so, I'm going to the border, and you dared to hide a woman in the tent. And you said you didn't have time to write to me."

It seems that it’s not that he doesn’t have time, but that this woman is not his favorite.

Besides, the two of them just got married in the village, so she could only be considered his wife in name only.

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