Chapter 221: The Winds Begin to Blow Across the Land
Su Zhenzhen's expression was extremely complicated. "Hu Wen, have you ever heard the saying, 'He who hunts eagles all day long will one day be pecked in the eye by an eagle'?"
You think you can play the domineering CEO role in romance novels and conquer people? You're dreaming before it's even dark.
Su Zhenzhen discovered that humans are truly a complex species, always managing to reach new heights of depravity.
Hu Wen remained noncommittal, but smiled, looking completely confident of victory.
Su Zhenzhen didn't know where his confidence came from. Perhaps, maybe, this is a common problem among men throughout history?
Seeing that she couldn't reason with Hu Wen, Su Zhenzhen had no choice but to try another approach.
Inside the county government office, Chunzhi had already changed out of her lake-blue dress and removed the white cloth from her head.
Su Zhenzhen still used the direct approach, "Sister Chunzhi, the great cause is not yet accomplished, and Yangcheng cannot be thrown into chaos. Old Madam Xu's last wish is certainly important, but what about your own wishes? Are you really willing to have a child with a man you don't like? Moreover, I've heard that women often suffer from chronic illnesses after childbirth, and I'm afraid that you will no longer be skilled in archery and horsemanship in the future."
Chunzhi looked up from the sea of books, glanced at the woman who was lecturing her incessantly with a strange expression, and finally fixed her gaze on the woman's abdomen.
"Take care of yourself first."
Su Zhenzhen felt uneasy under Chunzhi's gaze; a chill ran from her heels to the top of her head, and her blood seemed to freeze instantly.
It seems she hasn't had her period this month.
After rushing out of the county government office, Su Zhenzhen found an old doctor to take her pulse. The pulse of pregnancy is the most basic pulse pattern, and every doctor knows how to do it.
The old doctor extended two fingers from his withered hands and gently placed them on Su Zhenzhen's wrist.
Before long, the old doctor opened his cloudy eyes and said in a calm tone, "The young lady is two months pregnant. She is in good health and the pregnancy is stable."
The old doctor didn't offer any words of congratulations. In this day and age, it's hardly a happy occasion for a woman to come alone to check for pregnancy.
Having received a definite answer, Su Zhenzhen left behind a piece of silver and hurriedly departed.
Yangcheng remains largely unchanged; it may not be particularly prosperous, but at least it retains a touch of everyday life.
Su Zhenzhen weaved through the crowd, momentarily losing track of where she came from and where she was going.
How could she have a child?
Originally, it was just a fleeting moment, after all, the mountains and rivers are vast and the future is uncertain. But fate loves to play tricks on people, and has brought about this unexpected change.
Su Zhenzhen raised her hand and lightly touched her lower abdomen, not daring to use any more force.
There is a little life inside, whether it is male or female, it is someone connected to you by blood.
In an instant, a thousand thoughts flashed through my mind.
The clan leader of the necromancers waved his hand dismissively, Miss Luo Liu displayed her earth-shattering decisiveness, and the ferryman at the ferry crossing was relieved and composed.
This child's fate cannot be decided by one person alone.
Su Zhenzhen lowered her eyes listlessly, feeling a sense of weariness towards this illusory game for the first time.
The last rain of spring extinguished the desolation of Xijun.
With this rain, many mountain streams and creeks are flowing again, and Xijun will not be in danger of a severe drought this year.
"Your Highness, the farmland has been cleared, and we are just waiting for the rain to stop so we can start planting." Chunshan looked at the rain curtain, his face full of anticipation for the future.
Hensheng, supporting himself with a hoe, had mud splattered all over his clothes, but a genuine smile on his face.
"I plan to make Xijun the granary of the Jiang Dynasty. The terrain here is open, the soil is fertile, and the climate is pleasant. With the high-yield grains we have, it won't be long before the grain produced here alone can feed the people of the Jiang Dynasty."
Chunshan bowed deeply in admiration, saying, "Your Highness is truly virtuous."
As the rain subsided, Hensheng gradually suppressed his smile.
"How is my aunt doing lately? I heard she's turned the whole West County upside down."
"The princess is persistent, it's just a pity she's not a man." To be honest, Chunshan admired Jiang Sijin. Although she was bossy every day, she was very capable when it came to practical matters. A young girl dared to dig through the mountain herself with two or three old soldiers, which showed her extraordinary courage.
"I hope the princess can find the Jiang Dynasty's secret treasure soon."
Next, there will be a fierce battle with the capital, and if things don't go smoothly in Huzhou, there's a high probability that we'll have to fight there as well.
As a result, both food and money became extremely scarce.
Hensheng smiled, pursing his lips. "I hope so."
The so-called secret treasure of the Jiang Dynasty was just something he made up on the spot to fool his aunt. Only someone as naive as his aunt would believe it.
If the ancestors of the Jiang Dynasty had truly left behind a fortune for their descendants, Emperor Chang and Emperor Mo would have already squandered it all.
Although Su Zhenzhen gave the cook a day off, the cook felt embarrassed to take the wages for nothing, so she only stayed at home for two days, arranged the household affairs, and then returned to Yangcheng.
As soon as she returned, the cook was surprised and delighted to see Su Zhenzhen asking about precautions during pregnancy.
The men in this villa, apart from the prefect Hu Wen and the cook, only knew of that immortal young master. Hearing that he was of royal blood, they had to address him as Your Highness.
Although the cook was a commoner, she could clearly see that the officials in Yangcheng were probably going to do something big. If that immortal prince became emperor in the future, wouldn't Miss Su become a concubine in the palace? Then she was carrying a dragon's child.
The cook took great care of her, even changing the food to dishes that were beneficial to pregnant women.
"Miss Su, there's no need to worry. Although you need to be careful during the first three months, you are in good health. Just rest more and get enough rest so you don't have to worry. When you are seven or eight months pregnant, you should move around more to prevent the baby from getting too big and making it difficult to give birth."
As Su Zhenzhen listened to the cook's words, she suddenly heard a commotion.
"Did you hear that? There's a noise outside."
The cook thought to herself, "The prefect's villa is in a secluded place. Ordinary people wouldn't pass by here. Where did the sound come from? Besides, I didn't hear it either."
She was probably overthinking during her pregnancy and was hallucinating. She had the same problem when she was young; she was suspicious and always felt that someone wanted to harm her.
However, to comfort Su Zhenzhen, the cook smiled and agreed, "Miss Su, please wait a moment. I'll go and see if it's some child playing here. The bamboo grove outside the courtyard is quite a sight. We can go out and take a look when the weather is nice tomorrow."
The cook walked out while she was talking.
As the footsteps faded into the distance, Su Zhenzhen suddenly felt anxious, a nameless panic welling up inside her.
The air seemed to tremble, as if an invisible hand was manipulating the wind and clouds. The sky was overcast, and visibility was significantly reduced.
"Rustling sound—"
It's windy.
Su Zhenzhen heard the sound of the wind rustling the bamboo leaves and smelled the stench of blood.
not good!
Su Zhenzhen quickly walked out of the courtyard and saw the cook lying at the foot of the stone lion guarding the house, with blood flowing all over the ground from her neck.
The sky was dark and gloomy, and the bamboo forest danced wildly in the wind.
Su Zhenzhen squinted and could vaguely see several figures in the lush bamboo forest.
Judging from his posture, he's a master, the kind she can't beat.
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