Song Yutong rarely slept for half an hour. When he woke up, Cheng Hanyan was not by his side, so he thought he had something to do and was called out of the house again.
"The general is in the study. After you fell asleep, the deputy general went to look for the general."
Song Yutong nodded and said that he knew that he was ready to go out after Yuhe tied his belt.
Yuhe quickly stopped Song Yutong.
"Madam, the deputy general wants me to tell you something. When he came out of the general's study, his face was not very good. He seemed to have had a quarrel with the general."
When Song Yutong heard this, the expression on her face showed a little surprise.
It's really strange that these two people can quarrel sometimes!
The deputy general, Meng Hulu, doesn't seem to be able to quarrel with others, but Cheng Hanyan has a better relationship with these people, and his brother named Tie is also silent.
If you have any dissatisfaction, just have a fight between the two of you.
"Well, what does the deputy general want you to say to me?"
Yuhe dragged Song Yutong to the corner and then repeated what the deputy general said.
After Song Yutong listened to what Yuhe said, the expression on her face was a little ugly.
The deputy general said this in an extremely cryptic way. Others might not be able to understand what he meant?
But Song Yutong and Cheng Hanyan have lived together for so long, how come you don't know what Cheng Hanyan's temper is like?
She originally wanted to ask someone to pass on the dinner, but now she gave up her thoughts and planned to go to the study to find Cheng Hanyan first.
Today, the fact that she was assassinated in the street must have caused great harm and impact to Cheng Hanyan.
Otherwise, why would you even want to do such a thing as whipping corpses?
Where did the calm and sunny boy go, and why did he suddenly become like this?
"Yuhe, you don't have to follow me, go and do your own business first."
After Song Yutong said this, he entered the study.
Cheng Hanyan was handling official business with a brush. When Song Yutong appeared, he didn't even raise his head and just said something.
"What's the matter?"
Song Yutong entered the study and looked at him without saying a word, wondering when this man would raise his head.
Finally, Cheng Hanyan didn't hear the sound. He frowned and raised his head impatiently, looking at Song Yutong.
His expression changed a lot in an instant. He quickly put down the brush in his hand and stood up to come over and help Song Yutong.
"Madam, why did you come to the study?"
"Can't I come, or should I not come?"
Song Yutong grabbed Cheng Hanyan's hand and refused to let Cheng Hanyan help her sit down.
"Why would Madam ask that?"
Cheng Hanyan looked at his wife in confusion, his eyes full of doting and indulgence.
"Cheng Hanyan!" Song Yutong tried to keep her tone as calm as possible, but when she shouted Cheng Hanyan's full name, her anger was fully demonstrated.
"What on earth do you want to do? How did you end up like this now? Is there anything else that you can't think of or do? Even if it's not for yourself, you should do some good for the children in our belly."
Song Yutong said this, and Cheng Hanyan could naturally understand why his wife was angry.
"What did the deputy general say to you? Do you think those people should not die or be punished?"
Cheng Hanyan's expression was a little cold, as if he didn't understand why his wife didn't understand him so much.
There was a flash of hurt and fear in the man's eyes, but his eyes gradually became firm again.
Song Yutong originally wanted to have a serious talk with Cheng Hanyan.
But when he touched the man's newly injured eyes, he couldn't help but soften his voice.
She took the initiative and threw herself into Cheng Hanyan's arms, hugged his waist and spoke.
"I understand that you want everyone who has hurt me to pay the price, but these people are also paid to do things. Now, they deserve it and lost their lives. Why would you do such a cruel thing as whipping the corpse."
"I don't want you to bear the reputation of being inhumane because of me. Besides, our foundation in the capital is not stable, so it is the most inappropriate thing to do. I also understand your fear, and I am not afraid myself."
"I know that you are afraid of losing me, but I am not afraid of leaving you. I know that you actually want to use this method to warn people who want to hurt me, but this is only the most extreme method, and it can easily damage the blessings.
Think about the baby in my belly, and then think about our Mingxuan."
"I will definitely promise you that I will save my life and I will not leave you alone no matter what. Besides, I still have the system and the spiritual spring liquid in my hands. It's not that easy for me to die.
, would you please relax a little?"
When Song Yutong finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Cheng Hanyan expectantly.
The man's thin lips were pursed tightly, and there was a flash of struggle in his eyes.
Song Yutong saw that he was in such pain, so she stood up on her toes and kissed Cheng Hanyan on the lips. The man didn't react much.
She reached out and hooked his neck, kissed his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, his forehead carefully, and finally landed on the corners of his lips...
Finally, under Song Yutong's various provocations, Cheng Hanyan couldn't help but press him on the desk.
I really want to have negative distance contact with her, feel her presence and the warmth she gives.
But after all, he still remembered the fact that Song Yutong had fetal motility, and he didn't dare to hurt her at all.
"Tongtong..." Cheng Hanyan shouted in a hoarse voice, breathing heavily.
Song Yutong's heart beat fast as she listened to the man's sensual voice.
"I am here……"
Cheng Hanyan lowered his head and took her earlobe in his mouth, his voice a little at a loss. "What do you think I should do to you? What should I do to you?"
"As long as you can do well, you can do whatever you want, I'll accept it."
Song Yutong gave Cheng Hanyan the most enthusiastic emotional response, hoping to eliminate the hostility in Cheng Hanyan's body.
As Song Yutong's stomach rumbled, Cheng Hanyan slowly came back to his senses.
Song Yutong looked at him awkwardly and spoke sheepishly.
"The child in the belly is hungry."
After hearing her lovely speech, Cheng Hanyan reached out and scratched her nose, calming down for a while.
"Let's go have dinner."
Song Yutong: "Those thugs..."
"I don't want their bodies."
He has other ways to make these people pay the price, but it is impossible to let them go.
"Then let's go have dinner now. After calculating the days and writing, we should come to the capital for vacation. I just don't know when they will leave. Why don't you write and ask, and you can send someone to pick them up?"
"good……"
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Yong Bohou Mansion, in Li Wanrong's boudoir.
"Miss, all the thugs you sent out today have been killed. Do you want to keep their families or kill them?"
A man in black knelt down on one knee, and when he said he was going to kill, he made a motion of slitting his neck with his hands.