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Leng Quan Ling laid on the bed and watched as the maids covered her with a thick blanket. However, she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

She had been looking forward to coming back for nothing, but she hadn't even seen him. This really made her feel vexed.

Before the war had even begun, they would have to face all sorts of different battles. If a war really broke out, it would be difficult to even see one of them.

After Bai Jiran finished her work, she hurried back to see her. When she opened the door, she found that the room was a little cold and the woman on the bed had fallen into a deep sleep.

He quietly took off his coat and approached slowly, noticing that there was still a tear trail at the corner of her eye.

"Why are you crying?"

Bai Ran quietly asked her, although he knew that she was asleep and that there was no way he could answer her.

He sat like this all night, watching her all night, until the next morning, when the cold spring spirit opened its eyes in front of him.

"You're back!"

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Bai Tong. Leng Quan Ling immediately sat up, hugging the man in front of her excitedly, feeling that every second was exceptionally precious.

"You woke up right after you came back and sat here."

Xiao Bai lovingly caressed her black hair and gave her a light kiss on the forehead.

"When are you leaving?"

"I'll always be with you today."

Bai Ran did not break his promise and stayed with her for the whole day.

Leng Quan Ling happily fought with him. Seeing him feed her medicine and cook her a snack, she truly felt that she was very happy.

"Of course, fight well. I will definitely give birth to your child. Our first child is gone, so I will definitely not let anything happen to him."

In the night, good time always passes so quickly, the cold spring spirit nestled in Bai Jiran's arms, quietly looking out the window at the moonlight.

Bai Ran had already changed into his military uniform.

"Why don't you give the child a name? All boys and girls want one. " Leng Quan Ling calculated the date, but didn't know the reason behind the birth of the child. It was better to think about it earlier, so that it wouldn't be troublesome at that time.

"It's still early. Why are you so anxious to be named?"

Bai JIngshan's heart suddenly hurt as he forced a smile and replied to her.

"Just think about it. If you're not by my side when the time comes, I'll take something that sounds bad and complain."

"Okay, I'll think about it, but it's a big deal, and I have to think about it carefully. I'll tell you when I get back."

Bai JIangran pressed her head against his chest and said softly, "Go to sleep. I won't leave until you're asleep."

Unexpectedly, over a month had passed since they started waiting, yet Bai Tong hadn't returned, and even Xiang Ziqi had disappeared.

"What about the doctor?"

Leng Quan Ling pulled over the doctor who came to deliver the medicine, inquiring about the whereabouts of Zi Wen.

The military's phone could not be reached. If Leng Quan Ling wanted to know the news about Bai Jiran, he could only get it from the recommendation.

"He accompanied the little marshal to Lin Province to provide support to the doctor. It's been about five to six days."

Did they reach the border so quickly? So in other words, Bai Tong had already gone to the front and started fighting?

The cold spring spirit's heart sank when he heard this. He abruptly took a step back and supported himself on a nearby table.

"Young Madam, are you alright?" Upon seeing this, the maids at the side hurriedly ran over to support the cold spring spirit.

"The young marshal hasn't called in the past few days?" Is there a message? "

When the Cold Spring Spirit thought of a battlefield where killing people and not letting them see blood, he became flustered and didn't know what to do.

Although he had known that this day would come, he didn't expect it to come so soon.

The battle had long grown into a battle with no eyes, but of course, nothing could happen to you.

"Baby asleep …"

Meng Yujun was playing on the carpet behind her. Although she had a pure smile on her face, Leng Quan Ling could still see the ugly expression on her face.

The Japanese players were already on the verge of fighting their way to Qinzhou. What was she trying to do?

Even if the marshal's residence was even more luxurious and noble, she wouldn't be able to take it away no matter how much she escaped.

Could it be that she had some unspeakable secret in the Handsome Manor that she couldn't take away?

Leng Quan Ling turned around, folded her arms, and looked at the man sitting on the ground.

In order to force a person to collapse, he had to start from her weakest point.

Meng Yujun had only let him live for money, and it was obvious that money was something she couldn't bear to part with.

That afternoon, the spirit of the cold spring entered Meng Yujun's room.

Her room was spacious and spacious. All kinds of decorations were incomparably gorgeous. It was a place where one could see all sorts of expensive things.

Ever since her mother was taken care of by her, no one came to clean this room. She didn't expect that a lunatic would be able to keep it so clean.

The cold spring spirit turned to look at the maid and Meng Yujun behind her, then casually opened her wardrobe.

"Young Madam, is this not good?"

The servants all knew the rules. Even though the marshal's house was under the control of the young mistress, the madame was still here and her position was still there.

"I just came to see if the madame's clothes were complete. Ever since she got sick, all of you have been neglectful of her. Besides, she has recently gotten fat and can no longer wear any clothes, so she needs to be made again. Then I will wear these thin clothes first. They are all top quality materials. It would be a pity to throw them away. "

Leng Quan Ling looked at the clothes on the cabinet and took a deep breath.

There were more than a hundred cheongsam in this wardrobe. Just looking at the needles on the clothes, one could tell that it was definitely expensive.

He had heard that the embroidery method used to draw the golden threads was at the top of the line in Soaring Dragon. To obtain one was not an easy task. First, one had to tailor his clothes and then wait for three months before being able to obtain one.

Back then, when Li Ke Shu's birthday had come, he had ordered one for himself. Back then, he had ordered one for himself, so he had come back as if he had found a treasure.

Despite the fact that it was such a precious item, Meng Yujun seemed to have taken it easily. He had casually picked up more than 20 of them.

The embroidery on every qipao was different. It could even be said that a hundred flowers bloomed in unison, and a hundred birds clamored.

Next to the cheongsam was a dress, the latest fashion in the world was changing colors, one after another.

"Bring me a scissors."

Leng Quan randomly took out a qipao, looked around, took the scissors from the side, and without a word, cut down the collar.

"This qipao is really unlucky, it's the same as the raven. This old man has been suffering from a serious illness since he was born, maybe it's because of these tattered clothes."

While talking, the cold spring spirit attacked. He squinted at Meng Yujun's reaction.

Seeing the thing he loved being torn apart with his own eyes, most likely no one would be able to bear it.

"You're bad! I'll hit you! "

As expected, Meng Yujun could not take it anymore. Although she tried her best to endure it, her expression suddenly changed. She could only cover it up by throwing a tantrum.

Leng Quan looked at Meng Yujun who was rushing over and gave a signal to the people next to her. Soon, four or five servants rushed over to stop her.

"Be good, I'm treating you right now. When you're better, I'll accompany you one by one, okay?"

The spirit of the cold spring took the piece of flag robe and slowly squatted down. She reached out her hand to touch Meng Yujun's face.