She smiled softly, “Usually very well-behaved. Perhaps knowing you were coming today made him this excited.”
He sat beside her, drawing her into his embrace. “Wanwan, you’ve worked hard.”
“Not at all.”
Just unfortunate in fate.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes sparkling brilliantly as she lifted her lips in a smile. “Congratulations on your triumphant return, my husband, with a complete victory!”
“Your husband’s title of Ever-Victorious General isn’t just empty words,” he said with a raised eyebrow, his expression brimming with triumphant satisfaction.
Her hand moved to his chest, where several new scars had appeared.
“Does it hurt?”
“It’s nothing serious,” he replied with deliberate nonchalance.
She leaned closer, unable to fully comprehend the hardships he must have endured on the battlefield.
“Wanwan, you…”
She looked up, her beautiful eyes shimmering with fragmented light that suddenly drowned in his dark, profound pupils.
His heart sank, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he spoke in a husky voice, “Wanwan.”
Ning Wanwan’s cheeks flushed slightly, her tone gentle. “Husband, please don’t get injured anymore. Wanwan’s heart aches for you.”
“Mmm…”
His breathing grew increasingly rapid.
Her moist eyes filled with tender affection, and seeing his slightly furrowed brows from restraint, she couldn’t bear it. Leaning forward, she pressed her crimson lips to his in a soft kiss.
Wei Chenheng stiffened, his suppressed voice growing even hoarser with a hint of helplessness. “Wanwan, if you keep this up, I truly won’t be able to hold back.”
“Why should you hold back, husband?”
His Adam’s apple moved again, his mental defenses already on the verge of collapse.
That lightly spoken sentence nearly shattered his composure.
“I’m afraid of hurting you.”
Her cheeks were already tinged with a rosy hue as she whispered softly, “I heard from the physician that between the fourth and seventh months… intimacy is permissible.”
He lowered his head to capture her crimson lips, their breaths mingling in a deep kiss.
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Her hair was disheveled.
He whispered intimately by her ear.
Ning Wanwan’s face was flushed so deeply it seemed about to drip blood.
He only felt her delicate fragrance filling his senses as he spoke hoarsely, “You’ve endured much during this time.”
As the storm of passion subsided,
She leaned weakly against Wei Chenheng’s chest and asked, “How long will you stay this time, husband?”
“I’m not leaving. I’ll stay with you until the child is born.”
Ning Wanwan paused in surprise. “Have the Barbarians been driven beyond the borders?”
“Yes,” he replied, stroking her hair calmly. “They’ve surrendered to Great Jin. The frontier is largely stabilized now. After the new year, when the child is a bit older, I’ll take you back to Jin City. The environment there is better.”
Ning Wanwan hadn’t expected Wei Chenheng to resolve matters with such efficiency, effortlessly solving the Barbarian uprising that had troubled the imperial court.
“So we won’t need to come here anymore?”
“The court will station troops here. There shouldn’t be any more rebellions for now.”
“But I heard the tribal chieftains are all brutal and stubborn. How could they possibly submit to the court?”
Wei Chenheng’s eyes turned cold and profound, radiating killing intent. “If they won’t submit, we’ll fight until they do.”
This perfectly reflected his character.
Ning Wanwan reached down to touch her slightly protruding abdomen, her eyes softening with tenderness. “I hope Great Jin can find peace now, and the people will no longer suffer from war.”
He paused for a moment, his lowered gaze rippling with unusual tenderness.
“It will.”
In early winter, as Ning Wanwan approached her due date, Wei Chenheng became exceptionally cautious. During non-military hours, aside from martial arts training and troop drills, he mostly stayed by Ning Wanwan’s side, fearing she might bump into anything.
When the time for childbirth neared, Ning Wanwan herself had a premonition, followed by her water breaking.
Wei Chenheng’s face changed, visibly flustered, as he roared toward the tent entrance, “Call the midwife! Prepare hot water! My wife is giving birth!”
Ning Wanwan remained perfectly calm, unhurriedly patting his hand to signal him to keep composed.
Before the midwife arrived, Ning Wanwan took a Painless Childbirth Pill and delivered the baby with almost no effort.
They were twins—two boys.
The midwife carried the children out to announce the joyful news, while Wei Chenheng directly lifted the tent flap to check on her.
The imposing seven-foot man knelt by her bedside, weeping like a child, too choked up to speak.
Ning Wanwan had never seen him so distraught before. Feeling distressed at the sight, she raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eye.