Back Off, Let Me Come

"Shen, Mr. Shen?"

She looked at Shen Tang anxiously.

The latter's side face was mostly hidden in the darkness. Shen Zhi couldn't see Shen Tang's expression, nor could he see the other person's eyes at this moment. It was precisely because of this unknown that her heart beat like a drum, she felt weak with panic, and negative speculations kept flashing around in her mind.

She was confused and regretted her impulse just now - maybe telling Shen Tang the secret was not a wise choice!

However, it is difficult to collect water.

The words have been spoken and it is impossible to take them back. Shen Zhi felt like he was a death row prisoner waiting for the executioner to drop the knife. During the waiting period, every breath seemed as long as a lifetime. When he regained consciousness, he was sweating profusely under his clothes.

"When was it discovered?"

Shen Tang's tone was calm, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.

"...It must have been a few days before I came back..." In the depressing atmosphere created by the dim night, Shen Zhi experienced for the first time the feeling of his head turning into "elm lumps", as if he was stuck in the mud, unable to turn his head at all. It was empty.

All that was left was the instinct to answer.

"How many days exactly?"

"Gu, how many days exactly? This..."

Shen Zhi instinctively whispered and repeated Shen Tang's question. Bai Te bit his pale lower lip, forcing himself to fall into memories.

But at this moment, her mind really couldn't move.

The more he recalled, the more nervous he became, and the more nervous he became, the more uncontrollably his hands trembled with nervousness, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became quickened: "...Ying, it should be shortly after Shen Jun made a surprise attack on Shiwu King's Capital... Yes, it should be. That’s when!”

Just after he finished speaking, Shen Zhi added hesitantly: "If it wasn't... then, it wouldn't be too different... Mr. Shen..."

Seeing that Shen Zhi was so nervous that she couldn't restrain her body's instincts, Shen Tang was worried that it would have an adverse effect on the fetus in her belly, so he raised his hand and stroked her back gently, instilling gentle comfort, and at the same time to confirm the meaning of what Shen Zhi said. true and false……

as expected--

Although the aura in Shen Zhi's body is weak, it is gentle and obedient, and it is indeed the refined and subdued aura of heaven and earth.

"You're too nervous. Relax."

Maybe it was the soothing effect of his words, or maybe it was Shen Tang's gentle voice that reassured Shen Zhi, and his body that had been unable to restrain its nervousness and trembling slowly returned to calm. Shen Zhi felt the invisible hand holding her heart loosen its grip.

She could breathe easily again.

"How is Mr. Shen going to deal with the slave family?"

Whether it's life or death, she only wants an accurate answer.

Shen Tang did not answer directly: "I already know about this. All you need to know is that you are neither a culprit nor an alien, but just the most normal member of all living beings. When a woman gives birth, it is equivalent to stepping half a foot into the gate of hell. 伱My body is heavy now and I am prone to lack of energy during pregnancy, so don’t think too much and take care of your baby with peace of mind. The most important thing is to have a smooth delivery at full term.”

This answer exceeded Shen Zhi's expectations.

It wasn't until Shen Zhi was sent back to the room where she temporarily stayed by Shen Tang, and she lay on the warm earthen bed, with the chill all over her body driven away, that she felt her frozen and stiff head start to work. However, she still couldn't figure it out, and her mind was even more confused.

Before she confessed, she imagined several possible reactions from Shen Tang, but none of them were as gentle and calm as the one in front of her.

as if--

It seemed as normal as breathing.

On the contrary, it is abnormal for me to worry so much about it.

Shen Tang's instructions before leaving still echoed in her mind - she was too young for pregnancy, and it might be difficult to give birth to full term, but the energy of heaven and earth has a miraculous effect of nourishing bones and flesh, and can also increase physical strength. She can absorb more when she has nothing to do.

For a moment, Shen Zhi didn't know where to complain.

This Jun Shen is much younger than her...

The person being talked about, Mr. Shen, was taking a cold bath at the moment, leaning against the wall of the tub with his hands folded across his chest, his head tilted upward, and his eyes empty. After a while, she heard the sound of water rushing from the bathroom. Shen Tang climbed out of the tub and put on new clothes, mumbling and sighing.

"This matter came at the wrong time..."

Things are naturally good things.

Normal ancient women lived a depressed life, let alone an ancient world with extraordinary settings - women who were rejected by extraordinary abilities would only have more hardship, more depression, and more despair.

But his intuition told Shen Tang that this shouldn't be the case.

Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and everything is in order - men correspond to women, and they should be the weights balancing the two ends of the scale; and the strong corresponds to the weak, which is the dominance and dominance of the top over the bottom. Weak people can be women, but women cannot just be weak.

The two should each perform their own duties and have their own division of labor.

but--

No matter how good things are, if they come at the wrong time and catch people off guard, Shen Tang will feel a little distressed. Presumably, Shen Zhi was able to store the energy of heaven and earth after the "Kang State" border barrier was rebuilt. so--

Is Shen Zhi the only one, or one of them?

Is it because he performed meritorious service for Shen Tang and was recognized by her as a member of her account? Or is it because women who are regarded as subjects of "Kang State" by default can be recognized by the spirit of heaven and earth? Lin Feng, Bai Su and Yu Zi obviously belong to the former group. Which one does this Shen Zhi belong to?

I stayed up all night without sleep until dawn.

Before dawn, I got up and went to see him off outside the city.

When she arrived, Zhao Feng and others led their subordinates to pack their belongings and luggage, and were forced to stuff more than ten carts of fine wine and a pile of meat and dry food, which were full and ready to go. He held the hands of Chu Yao and others, reluctant to leave.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Shen, for taking care of me these two years."

After procrastinating again and again, the day of separation finally arrived. Zhao Feng was an emotional person, and his voice was slightly trembling.

Holding fists: "Feng, keep it in mind and never forget it."

Shen Tang looked sad and returned the gesture with fists.

"The mountains are high and the water is far away. I wish you good luck in martial arts."

"Okay, thank you for your kind words!"

Zhao Feng's eyes turned red, and he got on his horse.

He looked back at the unfamiliar city wall of Ruyao, took a deep breath, looked around at the crowd, and faced the brothers who followed him, cheered up and said firmly in a deep voice: "Let's go!"

Qi Shan and others also congratulated one after another. Zhao Feng listened to the voice behind him and suppressed his emotions and did not dare to look back. He just turned his back and raised his hands in response: "Everyone, we will see you again someday!"

"drive!"

When the horse whip is whipped down, the horse gallops forward.

Zhao Feng ran from the rear of the team to the front.

Shen Tang led everyone to watch them leave until they disappeared from sight and could no longer be seen. It's so melancholy to say goodbye, but Shen Tang is a capitalist who has no need for emotion. She turned to look at her civil and military staff with a calm expression.

He said quietly: "Let's go back and have a meeting."

The county government originally had a regular morning meeting.

But this is the first time that the staff is so neat.

Moreover, Shen Tang's abnormal reaction made several people smell something strange. Skilled Ru Qi Shan and others winked at Gu Chi early, trying to get some information from his mouth, so that they could respond in advance.

Gu·Focus·Chi: "..."

This group of people followed the master's example.

How did he practice the art of being a scribe?

Under the eyes of his lord, Gu Chi did not dare to reveal too much, and made several warning signs with the hand hidden in his sleeve.

Things are not bad things.

But, it's serious.

I guess I won't be able to rest for a while.

Jiang Sheng didn't take it seriously.

How busy can you be?

How could he be busier than when he was thrown out every three to five, carrying tools and servants to re-measure and plan the acres of farmland?

You know, this was Gu Chi's job originally!

Just during the battle in Shiwu King's capital, this guy was a bit overdrafted. He held the medicine jar every day and used precious medicinal materials to cook the soup. The lord was afraid that Gu Chi, a sick man, would die in one wrong glance, so he took this life away. Push it to him.

He is really grateful.

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Yuewen has a call for essays on short intangible cultural heritage, ranging from 300,000 to 500,000 words in length.

The deadline for writing essays is quite long, so I’m thinking about whether I should try a sweet essay to relieve my pressure.

(Complaining, Shiigugu has just entered the industry, and he obviously went for romance novels. Although the writing is not good, it is still a standard configuration of a running heroine and a crematorium hero. Why is it that the more I write now, the more I write, the more I become a widowed king? Come closer (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻ Could it be that my talent for sweet writing has completely shrunk?)