Quick Wear Ace System Childbirth Manual

Ali was silent along the way, and Yan Siming didn't say a word either.

The group was in a hurry, and when they arrived at a city on the border, Yan Siming took Ali directly to his general's mansion.

The fifty elite soldiers also returned to the barracks.

After Yan Siming helped Ali get off the horse, he took Ali in through the gate.

However, just after entering the mansion, Yan Siming suddenly spat out blood and fell down amid the screams of the housekeeper.

When Yan Siming fell, he reached out and touched Ali's face, saying, "Don't be afraid."

"Yan Siming!"

Ahri shouted and was pushed aside.

The housekeeper Uncle Yan called a few servants and asked them to help Yan Siming into the room, and also sent someone to call for a military doctor.

Ahri wanted to follow, but was stopped by someone. The person said, "My lady, the general is still seriously injured. If you feel sorry for him, don't make trouble here."

This person was wearing men's clothes, but Ahri could still tell that she was a woman.

Seeing that Ali was looking at the direction where Yan Siming disappeared, the man shouted directly: "Uncle Yan, please have someone arrange a guest room for this girl."

Uncle Yan no longer had the anxiety he had just shown. Instead, he said calmly, "Okay, Yang Wenshu."

Uncle Yan called a maid over and asked her to take Ali to the guest room.

Ali was holding her bag and was politely invited over by the old woman.

It was unknown how long it had been before Ali heard someone coming to see her.

By this time, it was already dark outside, and there was no light in Ali's room.

The person outside shouted twice and then stopped.

In the room, Ali blinked. She had been thinking, Yan Siming was injured, seriously injured, so why did he go to save her in person? Why didn't he let someone else go?

Is it that her life is life, but his life is not life?

At this moment, there was suddenly light outside and noisy voices.

Yang Wenshu said in a rough voice: "Yan Siming, the girl may have already fallen asleep, why are you here?"

Yan Siming didn't say anything, but walked to the door.

When Yan Siming was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, Ali stood at the door and opened it.

Yan Siming's face was pale, and he said a little aggrievedly: "Why don't you go see me?"

Ali took two steps back, looked at Yan Siming steadily and said, "I can't help, and I will only cause trouble."

"Is not it?"

Yang Wenshu immediately took over.

However, Yan Siming did not look back at her. Instead, he walked into the guest room and closed the door.

Yan Siming looked at the dark room and asked, "Why don't you turn on the lights?"

"I don't know where the fire is, it's not that I don't want to light it."

Ali said this without a trace of emotion, then walked over and supported Yan Siming, who seemed very weak.

Yan Siming pursed his lips, took out a tinder from the table, lit the lamp, and said, "Then why don't you come to see me?"

Ali said nothing in a depressed tone, but just helped the person to sit down at the table.

Yan Siming lowered his head and carefully examined Ali's face, and asked, "Are you angry?"

"No."

Ali wanted to pour a glass of water, but when she touched the cold kettle, she withdrew her hand.

Yan Siming noticed Ali's actions, and his expression gradually turned cold. He said, "It seems that my servants are lazy."

Ali didn't say anything. She was actually thankful that it wasn't winter, otherwise she would have been frozen to death in a cold and lonely guest room without a thin quilt.

Yan Siming stood up and asked, "Where is your luggage?"

Before Ali could say anything, Yan Siming walked to the bed and picked it up from the bed. He said, "Come on, live with me."

"This is against etiquette." Ali said in a low voice.

Yan Siming pretended not to hear, pulled Ali, opened the door and walked out.

Yang Wenshu was still waiting outside. When she saw Yan Siming come out, a smile appeared on her face. But when she saw Ali following Yan Siming, the smile disappeared.

"General, what are you doing?"

Yan Siming pulled Ali towards his residence, saying loudly: "She is my wife, so she should live and eat with me. But I don't know why the servants in this mansion arranged her to stay in the guest room?"

Ali was surprised for a moment, but she just glanced at Yan Siming secretly and did not refute.

Yang Wenshu, who was standing by, seemed to be hurt by this. She asked sternly, "General, when will you marry? Didn't you say you wouldn't marry?"

Yan Siming said: "I never said I would not marry. And when I marry should have nothing to do with Yang Wenshu."

"General?" Yang Wenshu's eyes were red as he stared at Yan Siming with countless resentments in his eyes.

Yan Siming turned a blind eye and shouted, "Uncle Yan, show him out."

"Okay, I'm leaving!"

Yang Wenshu bit his lower lip and turned away angrily.

Uncle Yan also followed her and escorted her out of the house.

Ali was silently taken back to his room by Yan Siming, where a meal was prepared.

After Yan Siming pushed Ali to sit down at the table, he said, "Let's eat."

Ali looked at the food in front of him, then looked at the bowl of bitter medicine in front of Yan Siming, and then asked: "Are you seriously injured?"

Yan Siming smiled and said, "It's just a minor injury, it's no big deal."

"Oh."

Ali didn't continue asking questions, but ate his meal instead.

Yan Siming did not continue to speak. Seeing that Ali was eating fast and knowing that he was starving, he said, "Eat slowly."

However, when he looked at the bowl of medicine in front of him, his eyes were full of resistance.

However, he still picked up the medicine and drank it in one gulp.

At this time, Ali also put down the bowl, looked at Yan Siming, and asked, "Is it bitter?"

Yan Siming put the bowl down, endured the bitter taste in his mouth and said, "It's not bitter."

"I'll try it."

As Ali spoke, she reached out her hand and pulled Yan Siming closer to her, then kissed him directly on the lips, following his slightly opened lips in surprise, and lightly touched his tongue.

When Ahri stepped back, she still said, "It's a little sweet."

Yan Siming had not yet come to his senses at this time. His mouth was still half open, with water still on his lips.

Ali continued to eat with his head down and took a sip of soup.

After Ali had finished eating everything, Yan Siming held Ali's hand, thought for a long time, and then touched his lips and asked: "Where did you learn this from?"

Ali noticed Yan Siming's face full of curiosity, so he reached out and held Yan Siming's face, whispering like a lover, "I didn't learn this, but I've always wanted to do this with you."

After Ali finished speaking, she raised her head and kissed Yan Siming's lips again.

Yan Siming came to his senses and pushed the person away. When Ali made a dissatisfied sound, he hugged Ali tightly again, lowered his head to find her lips, and lingered until death.

……

When it was dawn, Ali secretly opened his eyes and found Yan Siming was still in bed, but he was leaning against the head of the bed with a military book in his hand.

There was also a bowl of unfinished Chinese medicine on the stool beside the bed.

Yan Siming noticed the change in Ali's breathing, so he put the military book aside, picked up the Chinese medicine, and drank it in one gulp.

After swallowing it, he picked up Ali, held her in his arms, and bent down to kiss her.

Ali also stretched out her hand and reached into his abdomen, tightly wrapping her arms around Yan Siming's waist and abdomen.

After waiting for a long time, Yan Siming finally calmed down his breathing while holding Ali.

Ali also noticed the changes in Yan Siming's body and said with regret: "What a pity, we can only kiss each other."

Yan Siming angrily threw the quilt over Ali's head and said through gritted teeth, "I'll deal with you later."

"Okay, I'll wait." Ali said in a coquettish voice, but her hand touched a place that it shouldn't have touched.

Yan Siming took a deep breath, lifted the quilt, crawled into it, hugged Ali and started biting her fiercely.

Ahri made an unbearable sound and was pressed down and kneaded for a while.