Lu Shiye was gone, and the second young lady was just a girl. The only person she could turn to was her cousin.
She hadn't held out much hope, nor had she expected her cousin to agree so readily.
He found a carriage overnight and traveled day and night. The journey, which originally took four or five days, was completed in just two days to Yingzhong Commandery.
"Is that so?" Feng Jin's tone was tinged with doubt, and her probing gaze scanned Ling Muzhu.
"Madam, everything I've said is true. The cousin spared no rest day or night on this journey. I can see that he genuinely cares about you."
Her heart exposed, Ling Muzhu's expression suddenly changed. He quickly turned his head and cleared his throat, saying, "I'm only worried that if you die, it will cost my family money. Furthermore, it costs money for my elder brother to marry a wife. Everything I've done is for the Ling family's consideration. Don't be so conceited."
Feng Jin let out a contemptuous snort. How could she not see through Ling Muzhu's little tricks? He just couldn't bring himself to admit he was worried about her.
He was at an age where pride was paramount, and she could understand that.
"Alright, the fact that you've come to find me shows you still have some conscience. It hasn't been a waste of my diligent teachings all this time." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Feng Jin glanced at Ling Muzhu. It was not easy for him to have changed this much.
"Madam... you..." Cai Qing pointed at Feng Jin's slightly protruding belly, covering her mouth with her eyes wide with surprise, unable to recover for a long time.
Hearing the commotion, Ling Muzhu followed Cai Qing's指 direction and looked, his eyes widening abruptly. His mouth formed a slight 'o' shape, and it took him a long time to regain some composure.
"Madam... you... you're pregnant?"
Cai Qing squeezed these words out from between her teeth. When the Madam left, she was alone. In such a short time, a little young master had appeared out of nowhere.
Such a huge amount of information left Cai Qing momentarily stunned.
"You... you're really pregnant?" Ling Muzhu also asked in shock.
Ignoring their shocked expressions, Feng Jin nodded calmly, "It is indeed as you see."
"Madam, when did this happen? Why didn't you tell me? Is it a little young master or a little young lady?" Cai Qing asked impatiently.
"It's still early days, and I don't know if it's a boy or a girl." It had only been four months, and it was vaguely possible to tell the gender, but not accurately.
For her, it didn't matter if it was a boy or a girl, as long as the child was healthy.
She had also worried that after prolonged contact with patients suffering from the plague, she might inadvertently contract it, and had even considered aborting the child.
Fortunately, her luck was quite good. She didn't contract the plague, and the fetus in her womb was safe and sound after all the turmoil. She no longer cared about the gender of the child in her womb.
"Madam, I heard the wet nurses in the mansion say that a pointed belly means a little young master, and a round belly means a little young lady. Also, it's said that cravings for sour mean a boy and cravings for spicy mean a girl. Oh, Madam, have you been craving sour or spicy food recently?"
Cai Qing, like a little machine gun, buzzed around Feng Jin incessantly.
"I like both, I haven't paid much attention."
"Then perhaps, Madam, you're carrying twins, a young master and a young lady. That would mean double joy for the Ling family! This is a good thing!"
Feng Jin smiled and couldn't help but sigh, shaking her head. What was this little girl's head filled with? The more she talked, the more ridiculous it became, even involving twins.
"I said the carriage at the door, so it's the cousin who has arrived." Lu Shi, covered in wind and snow, had a fleeting look of surprise and delight in his eyes when he saw Cai Qing. He quickly concealed it, but Feng Jin had keenly noticed it.
Feng Jin's gaze moved between the two of them. It seemed spring was arriving soon, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard would be in full bloom.
"Guard Lu, you're back. Have some hot tea first." Cai Qing eagerly handed a cup of hot tea to Lu Shi's cold hands.
"Thank you, Cai Qing." Lu Shi warmed his hands with the cup before reluctantly finishing the tea.
"Lu Shi, why are you here? Why didn't the young general return with you?"
The moment Lu Shi pushed the door open, Feng Jin's eyes scanned left and right, searching for Ling Mohan's figure. They usually returned together, but why was only Lu Shi back? The disappointment in Feng Jin's eyes could not be concealed.
"The young general originally intended to return with me, but he was held up by matters in the camp, so he couldn't return. He specifically sent me back to report his safety to the Madam. This is what the young general asked me to bring."
Lu Shi took out a white, square package from his怀. He peeled back the layers of cloth, ten layers thick, before revealing its true appearance.
"Madam, this is a letter written by the young general for you."
Feng Jin truly hadn't expected that something wrapped so securely, so tightly, was actually a letter.
"Thank you for your trouble." Feng Jin took the letter, a slightly awkward smile on her lips.
She was indeed a little curious about what important content was written inside that was so tightly wrapped. Just as Feng Jin was about to open the letter, Lu Shi stopped her.
"Madam, when I came, the young general instructed that this letter can only be read by yourself and no one else."
Feng Jin's hand, clutching the letter, froze. What was written in it that was so mysterious and not to be seen by anyone else?
Under everyone's gaze, Feng Jin took the letter to the inner room, locked the door, and then opened it.
After reading the letter, Feng Jin's expression was truly a sight to behold. Gazing at the letter in her hand, she suppressed the urge to tear it to shreds.
No one could have imagined that Ling Mohan had written a love letter. "A day without seeing each other feels like three years," "Heaven and earth bear witness," "So displeased," such mushy words were all in the letter.
After Feng Jin had digested all the contents of the letter, she got up and walked out.
"Madam, what did the young general write in the letter?" Cai Qing eagerly stepped forward to inquire upon seeing Feng Jin emerge.
Feng Jin raised her eyelids and saw everyone's expectant gazes. She was instantly speechless, not knowing how to explain.
She couldn't possibly tell everyone that Ling Mohan had written a love letter. That would be too embarrassing to say.
After thinking for a long time, Feng Jin finally said, "The letter said... the war situation is stable, so we shouldn't worry too much, and asked me to take good care of myself and the child in my womb..."
What Feng Jin said was reasoned and sounded very stable. Naturally, no one doubted how much of it was true and how much was false.