The General's Darling Is Delicate-Chapter 372 - 235: Why Is She So Afraid of Him?

After several days of rain, the weather was gloomy.

The prison cell was growing darker and more damp.

A man dressed in white sat on the shabby little couch, with a rickety table placed in front of him.

Yet it did not affect his strong and vigorous brush strokes, as if they were iron painted silver hooks, graceful and surprising.

"Master, if you don’t return to Great Xia soon, the Sect Leader will really come to capture you personally! Even if you don’t want to leave Bianliao, why go through such..."

Yong Ye wanted to say, self-degradation.

But he ultimately dared not speak it out loud.

The man in white slowly lifted his head, his brows and eyes were as picturesque as a painting, like a clear moon and gentle breeze. Even in such an environment, he was still like a bright moon in the sky, lofty and elegant, unrivaled in refinement.

His white deep robe was spotless.

His clear gaze was warm and gentle, yet always carried an inscrutable coldness.

The master of the past cared about many things, to achieve that goal he could do anything.

But a few months ago, he changed.

He changed to not caring about anything, not caring about Great Xia, not caring about his subjects, not caring about the Sect Leader, he didn’t even care about himself.

People say he’s living clear-minded, yet to be confused to this extent.

He personally sent the Great Xia princess into the marriage sedan, but now regrets it, and should just take her back.

No matter how strong Bianliao is, can it surpass Great Xia?

But he, watching Bianliao grow stronger day by day, even the Western Regions have already submitted, the state of Chu Qing is wavering between the two countries, seemingly ready to submit as well.

He truly is not anxious, not anxious at all.

As if he’s feeding a sickly tiger, waiting for that tiger to restore and counterattack.

By then, it’s not only a princess lost, but the thousands of citizens of Great Xia—does he really not care at all?

"Xiao Qi, how are you these two days?"

Once he spoke, it was about the princess again!

Yong Ye looked at the heavily shackled cell door and could only find it amusing, "I don’t know."

Indeed, he didn’t know.

Heavy troops were stationed at the General Mansion, any hint of movement would immediately be reported to that Great General.

Even with wings, he would not be able to fly inside.

"Ah..."

In the cell, an almost inaudible sigh was heard.

He slowly folded the freshly written paper, his movements gentle and slow.

Seeing Yong Ye anxious, "Master, the Sect Leader she..."

"I know, I’m leaving." He smiled helplessly, with a hint of affection in his tone.

It left Yong Ye quite stunned.

He adjusted the wrinkles on his clothes, an unfolded fan seemingly contemplating something, lightly tapping it in his palm.

Then he slowly stood up, passing the folded note through the cell door to Yong Ye.

"Hmm, deliver it to His Majesty, it’s time to mobilize the troops."

Yong Ye: "?!"

Time to mobilize the troops!!!

What exactly was his master thinking, Yong Ye couldn’t figure it out even if he exhausted his mind!

He was still in the private prison of others’ Great General...

As Yong Ye stared at the note in a daze, upon raising his head, he found the white-robed man in the cell had vanished...

April 20th, only seven days left until Yelyu Lie and his mother discussed taking the fetus from Xiaojiao’s belly.

There was too much to prepare, too much aftercare needed.

Because Tie Muhun joined the camp, they had to stabilize the morale of the troops.

During this period, Yelyu Lie rapidly lost weight, whenever Yun Chunnuan awakened, he would be by her side, only leaving for a moment when she fell asleep.

As long as she was awake, he was always by her side without a moment apart.

During other times, Ayimu would care for the daughter-in-law.

The arrival of this child tortured not only Yun Chunnuan but herself as well. Ayimu had only performed caesareans on cats.

Humans, she had never dealt with.

Her heart was terrified, but she dared not show it, constantly searching for her useless mentor in private!

At such a critical moment, she disappeared without a trace, causing Ayimu headaches.

That day, she was resting on the small bed.

Unknowingly, she fell into a deep sleep, unaware of when another person appeared in the room.

Ying Ce, from behind a thin curtain, quietly watched the woman lying on the bed.

It shouldn’t be like this.

How could it have come to this?

He couldn’t make sense of it.

At this moment, she should be immersed in the joy of new marriage, and a year later give birth to a beautiful little child.

That child would be so cute and sweet, smiling foolishly at him with a little grin.

Two small teeth seemed extremely adorable.

But now...

His Xiao Qi was haggard, right there in front of him.

With a large sunken area beneath her eyes, dark blue against the prominent cheekbones of her small face, very noticeable.

The soft white little face was long gone, only a tight skin wrapped around bones remained, stretched tautly, seemingly ready to pierce out the next second.

The thick black hair, though tidily and cleanly managed, was withered, yellowish, loosely draped over the pillow, a few strands stuck to the skinny little face with sweat.

The thin wrist laying across her belly seemed as if it would snap with a gentle squeeze...

"It shouldn’t be like this..."

Those eternally calm eyes roiled with waves of pain.

On the bed, Yun Chunnuan, still in a deep sleep, was awakened by this voice.

She seemed particularly sensitive to his voice.

Her sunken eyes opened and saw a man in white standing by the bed.

Her eyes were filled with terror, uncontrollable fear.

"Mother!"

She spoke, her voice hoarse.

That voice seemed like the sound of a sawblade scraping, somewhat jarring, completely lacking her usual soft sweetness.

However, the woman on the bed only furrowed her brows, showing no sign of waking.

Yun Chunnuan was even more afraid.

But uselessly, she could only lie there, without even the strength to escape.

"Xiao Qi..."

The terror in her eyes was like knife cuts to Ying Ce’s heart.

He couldn’t understand, since he appeared, anything she wanted him to do, he did according to her wishes.

Except for that night, he lost his mind, but he already cut his own tendons.

He wouldn’t hurt her, he wouldn’t harm her a bit anymore.

Why was she so afraid of him?

He can’t protect you, Xiao Qi, he can’t protect you.

I’ve come to realize, letting you live safely and happily, as long as I see you smile, having me by your side, is enough.

But he tormented you to this extent, how can you ask me to just watch?

"Come with me, alright? I won’t hurt you, never again."

His tone carried a plea.

Yun Chunnuan only felt fear, "Go away! I won’t... won’t... um—"

From the moment she conceived, Yun Chunnuan had never been so agitated.

Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.

The bedding beneath her was wet.

It wasn’t incontinence, but... the water broke!!!