The general is easy to bully

His head was dizzy, and countless black spots flashed in front of his eyes.

He used all his strength to prop up his body.

The voices of Qiusi and Chunyi kept coming through the curtain.

"Madame is pregnant...how good is this..."

Chunyi was surprised and said: "You are really strange. Madam's pregnancy is a great joy. Madam's pregnancy is not good. Could it be that the other side is pregnant? Are you kidding, he is a man."

Qiu Si sighed: "That's what I said, but... the young master is a bit too pitiful."

Chunyi snorted coldly: "It's just wishful thinking, and it's all to blame. Two men, where is the future? He should have such awareness. Madam is now pregnant for a month, and by next autumn, Ningyuanhou's Mansion will probably usher in the first An elder son. Master Hou is a father for the first time, so he will definitely not let the elder son know about the incident between himself and the man."

Qiu Si sighed again: "When the time comes, what will you do, my lord...."

Shen Xingfeng sat by the bed, his gaze was peaceful and far away.

Because of the high fever, his breathing was not smooth, and his chest was heaving violently.

There was a bunch of things stuffed in his mind, it was obviously very chaotic, but there was a clear voice echoing in his ears.

"Xiao Qihan, can I still trust you?"

"Yes, always."

"She's not my wife..."

"I didn't touch her..."

"Ma'am is one month pregnant."

Shen Xingfeng's head suddenly ached.

It seemed that there were thousands of invisible insects and ants multiplying in his brain, densely packed, scrambling to be the first, crazily biting every inch of his body.

"Qiu Si..."

He yelled hoarsely.

Outside the door, the voices of Qiu Si and Chun Yi stopped.

Not long after, Qiu Si opened the curtain and walked in.

Stepping forward, brother Qingqing supported Shen Xingfeng who was about to stand up.

"Young master, you are so seriously ill, why did you get up?"

Shen Xingfeng's head was "buzzing", and he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.

"Qiu Si, bring me the sword."

Qiu Si was startled: "What are you doing with the sword?"

"Oh...I..." Shen Xingfeng was terribly confused, his protruding breath was hot: "I don't know, I don't know..."

He hugged his head.

Qiu Si called Chun Yi, and the two helped Shen Xingfeng onto the bed together.

Shen Xingfeng held the quilt tightly.

"Qiu Si, his child...will be born next autumn, right?"

Qiu Si was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "My lord, you already know."

Chun said angrily: "What's your business? I said you are really stupid, you are going to die yourself, can you show some face, you can't give birth, and you can't be married, just you If you are sick like this, I will send someone to invite Lord Hou, but Lord Hou will not care about you, so what are you waiting for?"

Qiu Si grabbed Chun Yi and motioned her to stop talking.

Chunyi got a headache and turned away.

Qiu Si pulled up the quilt for Shen Xingfeng: "My lord, you should have a good sleep."

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Xingfeng disappeared from the courtyard.

Chun Yi, who came to deliver medicine to Shen Xingfeng, pushed open the door and lifted the curtain, only to find the neatly folded bedding, and when she touched the bed sheet, it was cold.

People don't know when they left.

Chun Yi yelled for Qiu Si, and the two of them searched the yard several times, but they didn't find Shen Xingfeng's whereabouts. When they asked the gatekeeper in the backyard, they found out that at the second watch, someone ran over. , said that he wanted to invite a doctor for Shen Xingfeng, and hurriedly left the house.

Because the night was too dark and the man was in a hurry, he didn't pay attention to the man's appearance.

I only remember that his voice seemed to be bad, and his speech was hoarse and distorted, a little penetrating.

Chunyi jumped up and down anxiously: "It's bad, it's bad! Why did you let him out! What can we do!"

Chun Yi took Qiu Si's arm: "Hasn't he still had a fever? He has no money, what should he do if he doesn't have enough to eat? What if he dies?"

Qiu Si glanced at Chun Yi: "You also care about him."

Chunyi was startled, her face turned dark, and she gritted her teeth: "I'm afraid that Master Hou will blame me! Also, he is indeed a poor man."

Qiu Si pondered, and said: "In my opinion, don't disturb Lord Hou, go out and look for him first, he is sick and has no money, he probably won't be able to go very far, send more people out, maybe he can be found again. "

They couldn't find Shen Xingfeng.

Shen Xingfeng left the courtyard in the middle of the night, and did not go out of the city, but returned to the city.

In the bustling morning market, the tempting aroma of steamed buns and rice porridge wafted everywhere.

Shen Xingfeng's high fever subsided, and he felt more and more hungry.

His legs were too heavy to move, so he simply found a place on the corner of the street and sat down, staring at the steaming steamed buns in the steamed bun shop.

He left in a hurry, did not bring any money, and was lonely and courageous when he left, not wanting to touch Xiao Qihan's plants or trees, now he was hungry, but he regretted it a bit.

Shen Xingfeng looked at the steamed bun and swallowed lightly.

A few beggars were chattering aside, wondering what they were planning.

Perhaps he was also interested in that steamed bun.

He sat for a long time before he made up his mind, patted the ashes on his clothes, hugged Yu Xin, and walked over step by step——

"Boss, I'll wash the dishes for you, can you give me a steamed bun?"

The boss was very busy, so he glanced at Shen Xingfeng and saw that he was skinny and ill, so he became a little impatient: "There is a dishwasher in my store, so I don't need help, why do you eat steamed buns if you don't have money? roll!"

Shen Xingfeng was thin-skinned, and felt a little embarrassed at the moment, he lowered his head and turned to leave.

The boss stopped him suddenly, and said with a smile, "Hey, little brother, wait a minute."

Shen Xingfeng looked back at him.

"I see that the sword in your hand is not bad, why don't you pass it to me, how about I give you five steamed buns?"

Shen Xingfeng's expression changed, and he hugged the sword tightly as if protecting food.

"This sword, don't change it."

After finishing speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

The boss waved his hand "cut".

Shen Xingfeng walked aimlessly on the busy street, thinking about his next plan.

Without money, he cannot live.

He had to find a job, as long as he could support himself.

only……

With his current body, he doesn't know who would be willing to hire him.

Shen Xingfeng lowered his head and walked forward slowly.

Unexpectedly, a pair of hands behind him suddenly grabbed his collar and lifted him up!

Shen Xingfeng turned around and saw that it was the owner of the steamed bun shop.

"Okay!" The boss glared angrily, "You little thief, how dare you steal my things!"

Shen Xingfeng blushed: "What are you talking about? Who stole your things!"

The boss touched Shen Xingfeng's body, and immediately pulled out two steamed buns, arrogantly: "You didn't steal it? Then what is this!?"

There were many people in the morning market, and when the boss yelled at him like this, everyone's eyes suddenly glanced over.

Shen Xingfeng gritted his teeth, feeling angry and ashamed!