Nanyang Storm 1864

Chapter 107: Departure (Seeking monthly tickets and recommendation tickets for support.)
A few days later

Davao City Hall backyard
The general's headquarters was temporarily housed here. The windows on the first and second floors behind the city hall had been sealed long ago, and the rooms on the left and right of the main entrance on the first floor were also occupied by the personal guards, who were on high alert with live ammunition.

The City Hall is close to St. Peter's Basilica, with a small square in front of it. A cordon has been set up more than 50 meters away from the gate, prohibiting any unauthorized persons from entering or leaving.

In the rear residence of the general

It was a rare occasion that Zheng Guohui did not go to the city hall to handle official business. Instead, he spent two days of free time with the pregnant Qiao Yue. The two sat in the living room and chatted.

Of course, Zheng Guohui sat on the chair at the top. Qiao Yue didn't dare to sit on the same level with him, but sat in the first position at the bottom. Everyone else, whether it was the butler or the personal guards, were standing and serving. There was definitely no seat for them here.

The reason why officers of the Imperial Guard are considered confidants and receive extra care is because they have the same status as family sons, the only difference being whether they wear official uniforms or not.

In front of the master, we are all slaves.

"This general will return north today. During my absence, Qiao Yue will be in charge of all matters in this inner house. You must obey his orders and not disobey him." Zheng Guohui looked around at everyone and gave the order slowly.

"I will follow the general's orders."

"The servants will follow the master's orders."

The officers, housekeepers, maids and servants all bowed and answered respectfully.

Zheng Guohui nodded and asked Qiao Yue, "How are you? Are you still feeling nauseous these days?"

"Master, I have been having intermittent loss of appetite. The kitchen will make some sour soup. I also like to add some spicy flavor. It will make me feel comfortable after eating it."

"It seems that you have listened to the master's words. You can't use rouge and powder in the future. It's not good for the fetus in your womb." Zheng Guohui looked at Qiao Yue's pink face. You could pinch water out of it with one hand. It was completely clear soup noodles.

She has been well cared for these days, and her figure has become noticeably fuller. She has gradually lost her girlish immaturity and gained a touch of charm of a young woman, making her even more lovable.

Zheng Guohui's eyes became softer, and he said softly;

"Since you are pregnant, you must listen more to the guidance of the foster nurses. They are elders I brought from the tribe and are experienced in childbirth.

It is very important to take a walk after meals and try to maintain a cheerful and good mood.

If you want to take care of the affairs in the house, you can do so. If you don’t want to, let the nanny take care of it. All expenses must be reported to you. Just follow the rules.

If you learn more, you will eventually gain some skills and be able to help me, the master, with my worries."

"I understand. I will do as the master tells me..." Before Qiao Yue finished her words, her beautiful eyes were filled with crystal tears, and her eyes were full of reluctance and attachment.

Thinking that her master had been away for many years before returning to the north, her heart was filled with fear and helplessness, and that strong feeling of attachment gradually melted away.

This is also human nature, but under the oppression of strict feudal ethics, Qiao Yue did not dare to have any complaints, nor did she dare to make the general worry, and she did not even dare to ask about the return date.

The grievances in my heart were suddenly exposed by the general's caring words, and tears flowed like a fountain.

Zheng Guohui smiled dotingly and waved his hand for everyone to leave.

Standing at the end of the crowd was a beautiful maid in plain clothes. She was Qian Xiaoyue, the general's former personal maid. When she saw the intimate interaction between the master and Qiao Yue, her eyes were red with jealousy.

once Upon a time
My body is also extremely loved by the master. We enjoy the pleasure in bed, being rubbed and whipped day and night. What a carefree life that is!
Sometimes the master would get into a rage and lift up his skirt at the table, and act rudely and unreasonably...

But now, it is discarded like a worn-out shoe.

The well-behaved little girl who once helped the master push his waist and hips has flown to the sky, but she herself was cast down to earth and endured endless hardships.

The difference lies in the master's preference.

The beautiful maid Qian Xiaoyue lowered her head in a hurry with resentment, and left with a group of officers and servants.

However, she never expected that her resentful eyes were caught by the high and mighty general, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

After everyone leaves

Zheng Guohui no longer pretended to be a superior master. He stood up from his seat and walked to Qiao Yue.

He reached out and wiped the tears flowing down her delicate face, and said with a smile;

“They say women are made of water and their tears will never stop flowing. It seems to be true.

Come on! Master, go to the back house.

I've neglected you these days, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

After saying that, he walked towards the inner room. Qiao Yue, whose face was covered with tears like a little kitten, quickly stood up and followed behind him obediently, her shoulders twitching slightly.

In the inner room
Zheng Guohui sat on the couch first. As soon as he opened his arms, a fragrant and soft little body fell into his arms, and a pair of pink arms tightly hugged his waist.

At this moment

No need for too many words, just hold Qiaoyue's little body tightly.

Throwing herself in the master's broad and warm arms, Qiao Yue expressed all the mixed emotions she had felt since she became pregnant. Happiness, fear, anxiety, and attachment were all intertwined together, and she poured out her feelings with tears.

It is forbidden to have sex in the early stages of pregnancy, so the master favors Qiao Xing and Su Meiniang. Qiao Yue, who is alone in the empty room, is not a wooden person, so how could she not feel sad and helpless?
But Qiao Yue didn't dare reveal anything, for fear of being called a jealous woman, which would ruin the girl's reputation.

Although Qiao Yue has a sweet and innocent personality, she was born and raised in a large mansion, so she naturally knows the rules and is clear about her identity.

It is a great fortune that I was promoted to a concubine by my master while I was pregnant.

But the concubine is also a servant, just the highest level servant, one level higher than the bed warmer.

A slave is a slave. When the master and the mistress sit down to eat, Qiao Yue must stand and serve. When they drink tea and relax, she has to fan them from behind, serve them tea, massage their shoulders and backs, and do other miscellaneous things.

Children born to a concubine must be adopted and raised by the lady, who must be called "mother" and her biological mother "concubine".

Even if he is a concubine's son, he is still the master. No matter whether Qiao Yue gives birth to a son or a daughter, he must call them "Young Master" or "Miss". There are strict rules and no room for violation.

Especially for the prestigious families with a rich family background, the rules are even more strict. Every move has rules. You can't speak loudly, your tone should be as smooth as possible, you can't run or jump when walking, you must keep your head down and walk quickly...

While the maids were chatting in their spare time, Qiao Yue learned that the wife the general was going to marry was from the Li family, a famous and prestigious family in northern Anhui. It was said that they were a prominent family with two ministries and halls, and they held a high position of power in the court.

This young lady from a distinguished family, who had yet to enter the family, was said to be the eldest daughter of the Li family's eldest son. She came from an extremely noble family and had been favored by two Empress Dowagers and summoned to the Forbidden City...

Just hearing it made Qiao Yue feel like a mountain was pressing down on her heart, and she couldn't muster the slightest thought of resisting.

The gap is as huge as the difference between heaven and earth. It is normal for Qiao Yue to feel at a loss when living in an inner house from now on.

"Hehehe...you are such a crybaby. You have soaked half of my clothes with your tears. Are you really that reluctant to leave your master?" Zheng Guohui used a little force to lift up Qiao Yue's eyes, which were a little red and swollen from crying.

He knows from experience
If we let this little girl keep crying, she might cry for half a day. How can that be okay?
Just cry for a while, know when to stop.

Qiao Yue nodded her head vigorously and said with sobs, "Qiao Yue is reluctant to see Master leave. Whenever I think of this, my heart becomes sad and I want to cry."

"Then do you know that crying like this is bad luck for the master's voyage? All this way..."

"No, no... Master, please don't say anymore." Qiao Yue stretched out her delicate hand in fear and covered Zheng Guohui's mouth, her face full of panic and said;
"Qiao Yue, don't cry anymore. Qiao Yue loves to laugh the most. Can you smile for me, Master?

I hope my ancestors will bless me, and I will have smooth sailing and good luck!

My master is the best man in the world, and he is also a person with extraordinary abilities. From now on, Qiaoyue will chant sutras in the Buddhist temple every day, praying to the Buddha to bless my master with endless happiness, peace, and success. "

Zheng Guohui smiled, grabbed her tender little hand and kissed it, then put it in his iron-hard beard.

This made Qiao Yue exclaim in a low voice, but she did not pull her hand back. Instead, her eyes revealed a strong and inseparable attachment as she stared at the handsome and stylish face of the master.

Zheng Guohui couldn't bear it any longer, so he leaned over and held her little mouth, sucking deeply...

A deep kiss almost turned Qiao Yue's body into water.

With the mottled tear marks on her pink face, she looks like a tacky little cat.

She also realized this, and shyly escaped from the general's arms, covering her face and hurriedly said, "Master, I will go wash my face first. It is really too embarrassing."

After saying that, he ran away quickly.

Zheng Guohui raised his hand with a smile, smelled the lingering frankincense on his fingers, grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth.

Soon, Zheng Guohui thought of something else?
He stood up and walked out. When he reached the door, he waved to Zheng Fu and gave him a few instructions in a low voice. He made a downward cutting motion with his hand, and his meaning was self-evident.

From just a few words

When Zheng Fu heard the three words "Qian Xiaoyue", he was shocked, but he nodded without hesitation.

Not long
Qian Xiaoyue was called to the door, and several strong men rushed out and captured her. They knocked her unconscious with a merciless knife blow, put her in a sack and quickly carried her away...

January 1866, 7

The weather is sunny and there are no clouds in the blue sky.

Zheng Guohui waved goodbye to a group of officials at the dock and boarded the large sailing ship "Guangming". Accompanied by the sailing ship "Fenyong", they sailed out of the Davao Strait one after another.

This time, when returning north, he did not alarm many people, but left quietly.

Therefore, no outsiders were allowed to enter the dock, and only a few trusted officials were there to see him off. The matter was kept strictly confidential, and it was strictly forbidden to disclose the general's whereabouts.

Only a few high-ranking officials knew that the general was returning north. He told others that he was going to Zamboanga, and no one dared to ask about it afterwards. How could anyone have the right to inquire about the general's behavior?
When the two white sails disappeared into the end of the azure sky, Zheng Shouxin couldn't help but murmur to himself;

"I beg the blessings of our ancestors, may my lord general have a safe journey back to Shenzhou, may he be blessed with good fortune and may the gods and ghosts dread him!"

After saying this, he bowed deeply to the ground. The officials around him also bowed to the ground, wishing the general a successful journey.

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