Quickly wear: The male protagonist who dotes on his wife is clingy, crying and jealous.

After breakfast with Jiang Yun in the morning, Xie Zhuo went to the military camp to train, while Jiang Yun was idle at home embroidering children's clothes.

Until night, Xie Zhuo did not come back.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but feel worried. When she walked outside the mansion, she saw Song Tuan coming back. She walked over and asked, "Where is the general?"

"General..." Song Tuan hesitated, "The general is still training in the military camp. It may take a few days before he returns."

Jiang Yun frowned, "Did something happen to him?"

Xie Zhuo is sometimes quite dull in some aspects, but he has absolutely no problem with keeping his word.

He promised to come back and have dinner together in the evening.

"Miss Jiang, the general won't let me tell you about his injury." Song Tuan looked confused.

Jiang Yun was silent for a long time, looking at the big colander in front of her, "He was injured, where is he now?"

"The general is not injured. He is in Xie's Mansion." Song Tuan said immediately.

Jiang Yun turned around and was about to go, but Song Tuan quickly stopped her, "Miss Jiang, with your status, it's not easy for you to go."

To put it bluntly, Jiang Yun is the woman Xie Zhuo likes.

To put it mildly, Jiang Yun was an outsider who was raised outside with no name or status.

Jiang Yun paused, turned around and went back.

Song Tuan picked his scalp and felt worried.

I don't know when the general will tell the old lady about Miss Jiang.

In Xie Mansion, the imperial doctor is treating Xie Zhuo.

Today, the prince came to inspect the military camp and an assassin accidentally appeared. Xie Zhuo blocked the prince and was stabbed in the chest.

"Mr. Liu, how is my grandson?" The old lady stepped forward nervously and asked.

"Don't worry, old lady, General Xie's injury is not serious, it's just..."

"Just how?"

Doctor Liu hesitated for a moment and said, "Has General Xie been injured in his lower body before? I'm afraid he won't be able to have children in the future."

The old lady was heartbroken and her vision turned black. She grabbed the doctor's hand and asked, "Yes...should I not lift it?"

"No, it's just that I might not be able to have a child." The old doctor sighed.

General Xie fought on the battlefield for his country, but now he can't... ugh.

Hearing that Xie Zhuo could not have a child, Xie Lin was overjoyed and said, "Grandma, you don't have to worry too much. In the worst case, you will have an heir in the future."

"Can an adopted child be compared with a biological child?" The old lady's face turned serious, "This matter must not be spread outside the public."

Xie Lin's face turned gray and he secretly clenched his fists.

He was adopted here. Xie Zhuo disappeared unexpectedly when he was a child. Everyone thought he was dead, so the Xie family chose him as an adoptive son from a side line.

Later, when Xie Zhuo was brought back, his status plummeted, and everything he had was taken away by Xie Zhuo.

The old lady didn't care about his expression. She was preoccupied with Xie Zhuo's inability to have a child. She pulled Dr. Liu and asked him again and again.

Finally, I learned that if I found a woman who was infertile, I might be able to leave Xie Zhuo with a son and a half.

The old lady saw hope and quickly arranged for someone to find him.

He hurried into the house again, saw Xie Zhuo waking up, and said with a kind face: "Grandma has already gone to find a girl who is easy to conceive for you. You are the only child of our Xie family, so you must keep her."

Xie Zhuo had already asked the imperial doctor about his condition. When the old lady said this, he felt that his only role was to stay behind.

"If you can't give birth, you can't give birth. I don't care about that." He had dedicated his life to borderland and had no intention of having children.

The old lady immediately became unhappy and said, "Nonsense, what can you do if you don't want to give birth? You have to give birth!"

Xie Zhuo: "..."

After staying in Xie's Mansion for one night, Xie Zhuo was thinking about Jiang Yun in his heart, but he really couldn't stand the old lady's nagging, so he returned to his mansion early the next morning.

Arriving at the entrance of Lihuayuan, Xie Zhuo lingered at the door and waited until the sun rose high before walking in.

Jiang Yun was still sleeping, and she vaguely felt someone kissing her, and she suddenly raised her hand to slap him.

"Miss Jiang, it's me." Xie Zhuo held her wrist and said in a low and depressed voice.

Jiang Yun opened her eyes and subconsciously reached out to touch his face, "General, where are you injured?"

"It's a small injury, but I won't die."

If you feel the protrusion on his chest, it should be bandaged with gauze.

Jiang Yun sat up and said, "General, take off your clothes and let me see."

"Isn't this good?" Xie Zhuo suddenly raised his hand to cover it and looked at Jiang Yun with a somewhat shocked look.

Jiang Yun raised her hand and grabbed his ear, "I just want to see the wound. Where did the general think he was?"

Xie Zhuo coughed lightly, "I thought you wanted to..."

In fact, he wanted to.

The man took off his clothes neatly, revealing his strong waist, and sat on the edge of the bed for her to see.

"It's all bandaged. The wound is not big. Don't worry, Miss Jiang." Afraid that she wouldn't believe it, he punched her twice.

Jiang Yun: "..."

The woman's small hand covered his chest and gently poked the scars elsewhere on his body.

Feeling numb, Xie Zhuo quickly put on his clothes and looked sideways at her, "Isn't it scary?"

"It's not scary. This is proof that the general killed the enemy on the battlefield." She touched it twice more, and Xie Zhuo's breathing immediately became heavy.

Stretching his arms around her waist, he lowered his head and kissed her face.

He had no self-control over her, and she was always teasing him.

The slightly rough face rubbed against her, Jiang Yun's neck felt itchy, and she said with a smile: "General, you are still injured, don't make trouble."

"Miss Jiang, I want to kiss you." He said honestly, wrapping his lips around hers solemnly and tenderly.

With his hands shackled, Jiang Yun was unable to resist and raised her head to meet him.

Realizing her initiative, Xie Zhuo instantly gained confidence and blocked her delicate hum.

When she let go, the thin shirt on the woman's body fell down, revealing her skin as white as snow.

Very beautiful.

More beautiful than pear blossoms.

He didn't dare to kiss her, so he only dared to bury his head in her arms, smell the faint fragrance on her body, and hug her tightly.

"General, be gentler." She frowned slightly and explained in a low voice, "The general is very strong and I can't bear it."

Xie Zhuo immediately let go of his hand and carefully kissed her neck, "Well, I won't use any force in the future."

After just such a hug, her shoulders turned red, she was really delicate.

But the more this happened, the more he wanted to make her blush.

Xie Zhuo had almost perverted thoughts in his heart, but his face was calm and calm as he helped her pull up her clothes.

"I'll ask someone to bring breakfast so I can eat it with you."

"Okay." Seeing that he was so honest and honest, Jiang Yun hugged his neck and kissed him, "General, don't hide it from me if you get injured in the future. I can take care of you."

"I'm afraid you'll be worried." The man whispered, grabbing her little hand and playing with it.

Jiang Yun bit his jaw and said softly: "You only worry if you don't know anything."

Xie Zhuo nodded solemnly and fell ill after returning home from the meal.

On the bed, the man looked pale and looked like he was about to die.

After Jiang Yun gave him the decoction, she wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, "General, it's a coincidence that this disease came to you."

Xie Zhuo didn't speak, his eyes were bright, and he held Jiang Yun's hand like a silly dog.

The man was sticky, and when he saw her smiling, he knew that his cleverness had been exposed long ago, so he simply took her into his arms, then turned over and pressed him on the quilt.