Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

The heavily armored vehicles parked in front of the government building drove away.

Lu Shaohuai sat in a wheelchair, his old clothes hanging loosely on his body, and a blanket covering his legs.

He slid down to stand next to her and followed her gaze.

The vehicle's trajectory seemed to extend further and further.

"He has been preparing to head south, and discontent in the army has already overflowed, but he has yet to set off." Lu Shaohuai narrowed his long eyes, his voice deeper than usual.

"..."

"You know better than I do who it's for."

The lonely figure remained standing there, his gaze fixed on the direction where the vehicle had disappeared.

"As a general, your every word and action is being watched by countless eyes. You think that you can be together naturally after the divorce, but you were my wife, and everyone in the army knows that."

The person beside him finally lowered their eyes.

Yes.

The military is a place that places great emphasis on loyalty and trust.

The brothers respected him not only because he was good at winning battles, fair in rewarding and punishing, and tough, but also because he was a role model of integrity.

As the younger brother, he not only failed to take care of his elder brother during his illness, but also had an affair with his sister-in-law. The old subordinates who fought alongside the Lu family would be disheartened, and the soldiers who respected Lu Shaohuai would be furious.

Once morale is low, the troops become difficult to lead.

"Your relationship is a scandal, both for his southward campaign and for any powerful families that try to support us. It will greatly damage his credibility, and his political enemies will pounce like vultures and tear him apart."

"..."

"Once this gets out, nothing he says or does will matter. You'll become the easiest target for his political enemies to attack him, and you'll both be stigmatized, while he won't even be able to protect you."

Lu Shaohuai lowered his gaze by a foot.

"And your children."

The wife almost instinctively covered her lower abdomen with her hand.

Lu Shaohuai's face was much thinner than before, with sunken eye sockets, but his eyes were still bright.

He has always been very accurate in judging people, and his psychological tactics have never failed him.

Having said enough, he wheeled himself away, the wheels rolling over sections of cobblestones.

"Xize has the talent of a general and a minister, and he has always taken it as his ideal to drive out foreign invaders and eliminate the poison of the previous dynasty. If you really understand him, you will know what to do."

"No matter how much I say, it's just advice. The decision is yours. Don't ruin Xize, and more importantly, don't ruin yourself."

*

On the surface, Beiping appears peaceful, but beneath the surface, turmoil is brewing.

But this did not interfere with her comfortable days of pregnancy.

Lu Shaohuai set aside a separate courtyard for her to recuperate.

Three nannies were hired specifically to take care of pregnant women and their daily lives.

If something goes wrong with Lu Xize on his journey south, the baby in her belly will be his only child.

How could it not be precious?

Occasionally, she would lie on the chaise lounge and read the letters Lu Xize had written to her.

There wasn't anything new; it was mostly good news and greetings, daily routines like eating, drinking, and using the toilet, and how much he missed her.

Whenever this happened, she would unusually set out her writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and with a flourish of her pen, she would write a few words in reply, pretending to be serious.

Unfortunately, none of them could be sent out.

Lu Shaohuai wouldn't allow her to do anything that would interfere with his brother, so he put everything away in a box for her, saying, "If love between two people is meant to last, why should they be together every day and night?"

Autumn passed and winter came, and before she knew it, she was seven months pregnant.

It's to the point where no matter how thick the clothes are, they can't hide her figure.

Once, after a snowfall in winter, she saw that the plum blossoms in the courtyard were blooming beautifully, so she called the maidservant who served her to pick them and make plum blossom cakes.

Suddenly, a tile fell from the wall and nearly hit her.

She thought it was a cat kept in some courtyard, but when she looked up, she saw a bright, clean-cut boy's face.

Lu Ping?!

The boy's expression was one of shock. After being discovered, he turned around and jumped off the wall.

By the time she chased after him, heavily pregnant, he had already vanished in a flash.

The next day, the household was bustling with activity.

It is said that Madam Chen made a scene with the eldest son, insisting that he had taken a new, flamboyant concubine in the other courtyard, who was already heavily pregnant.

Xia Yangyang pinched her chubby cheeks, expressing her dissatisfaction. She had only gained a little weight, was it really that exaggerated? She had previously said something about being so ruthless that people would recognize her even if she were reduced to ashes.

Just then, a distinguished guest was staying at the mansion, and the scandal became known throughout the city.

Lu Shaohuai had to explain at length that the other courtyard belonged to his wife, Xia, who lived alone because she was pregnant and had difficulty moving around.

During that period, the number of people coming to offer their congratulations almost broke down the threshold of the Lu residence.

Meanwhile, Xia Yangyang's inbox is about to explode. Unlike Lu Shaohuai's ability to please everyone, most of her emails come from the same person.

The envelope boldly proclaimed—

Recipient: Xia Xiaoxiong, who shelters endangered species

Sender: The Last Little Black Snake in Lujia Village

Xia Yangyang was speechless: ...

The contents of the letter can be roughly divided into three parts based on the time period.

The initial note: Do not be swayed by rumors; the snake believes the bear.

Why haven't you replied to my letter? If everything is alright, please let me know in a letter.

The final notes show two figures gazing at each other, only disappointment remaining. (Image: A little snake crying (╥﹏╥))

The cartoon snake drawn with a pen on the letter paper was vivid, yet also somewhat ugly, making people chuckle upon seeing it.

However, it is believed that Lu Shaohuai must have found an excuse in time to brush off his brother.

She heard no further news of Madam Chen and Lu Ping from the mansion until the following spring.

I heard that Lu Ping changed his name to Chen Ping.

Lu Shaohuai values ​​his reputation highly. If his "official wife" acknowledges her pregnancy and rumors of an illegitimate child surface, it will have a very negative impact on him.

In such an era, it was not uncommon for officials to keep illegitimate children.

*

In early summer, an untimely downpour disrupted the entire rhythm of the breakout army.

The smell of earth, gunpowder, and blood mingled together.

Lu Xize peeked out from behind cover and fired three shots, causing the five pursuers at the front to fall into the ambush.

Lieutenant Wang Shu lay prone beside him and took out several pursuers.

Lu Xize's left scapula was pierced by a bullet, and his blood stained the wild grass on the ground red.

"Young Marshal, stop insisting and let's retreat!" Wang Shu's eyes were red.

Retreat? Where to retreat to?

Three days ago, he led his troops to break through the encirclement, but because the originally planned reinforcements did not appear, they were surrounded by the enemy. The original force of two thousand men is now reduced to less than six hundred.

The river in front of me is called the Luoma River, and its waters become turbulent during heavy rains.

He tucked the gun into his waistband and wiped the rain off his face: "Those who can swim, come with me across the river; those who can't, go three miles east and walk along the shallows."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a series of gunshots rang out from the opposite bank of the river.

Ten or eight enemy soldiers who were pursuing them fell to the ground.

Damn it, the backup finally arrived!

Just as Lu Xize was about to order a counterattack after his desperate situation turned around, his heart suddenly clenched as if something had grabbed it.

It's not an injury.

It's something else.

*

Hundreds of miles away, in Beiping.

Two kerosene lamps were lit in a side room of the Lu residence, their flames flickering.

The woman on the bed was biting a folded piece of silk cloth, her bangs soaked with sweat and plastered to her pale face.

The midwife's hands were trembling, and so was the maid carrying the copper basin.

"Madam! Push harder—"

Xia Yangyang stared at the crack in the roof beam. Contractions surged like a tide, each wave more intense than the last, yet she felt increasingly powerless.

The sounds around us seemed to fade away, as if separated by a thin film.

"No, the baby is breech... We have to inform the eldest son; we can only save one."

The midwife's voice was very low, but she still heard it, and she hurriedly ran out.

In this era, cesarean section was not yet common in Western medicine, and people's understanding of bacteria was not yet clear.

Xia Yangyang: [Tong'er, if anything happens to me, please save the mother! You must save me!]

System: [Don't worry, Master, there's a life-saving guarantee for childbirth! In our thousands of years of experience, we've never had a host bound to this system die in childbirth.]

Xia Yangyang: [Waaaaah... I'm not having any more children! I'll never have any more!]

OMG! Damn it!!

A sudden, sharp pain in her neck pulled her back from her dazed state of mind.

Little Black Bean had somehow climbed onto her shoulder and bit her neck hard.

Damn it, you heartless little devil!

I've fed you so much meat for nothing!

Like an adrenaline rush, she suddenly saw the midwife's magnified face again.

She was like a cold grim reaper, speaking words of comfort, but instead had an apprentice beside her unpack a new toolkit, its silvery sheen chilling and menacing.

She had never seen such long hooks or scissors before.

They were roasted over a fire.

Just as the apprentice handed over the tools.

Little Black Bean suddenly pounced on the midwife's face, baring its fangs right in front of her!

"Ah! What is that? Ah—!!!"

The midwife screamed unexpectedly, grabbed the little black bean, and threw it into the air. It landed right on the apprentice's face, and the apprentice screamed too. Because his vision was blocked, he staggered and his groping hands knocked over the candlestick.

The lamp oil spilled onto the gauze, which was then swept onto the bed curtains.

The flames, like weeds, grew wildly as they gained momentum.

*

"Boom boom boom—!!"

The rain was pouring down harder along the Lok Ma River.

Lu Xize, carrying a seriously wounded soldier, climbed to the other side.

He knelt in the mud, panting heavily, rainwater mixed with mud streaming down his face, when the medic ran over to meet him.

"Young Marshal Lu, you're injured, but you'll be fine soon!"

He glanced down at the bullet hole in his shoulder, the bleeding of which had stopped, and pushed aside the already scarce medic: "I'm fine! It wasn't a fatal wound, save him first!"

"Okay!" After confirming that he was alright, the medic immediately began treating his unconscious comrade on the ground.

Lu Xize lay down on the shallows, his strength completely exhausted.

The gunshots echoed in the distance, while raindrops fell into the deep hollows of his nose and eye sockets.

He reached into his robes and pulled out the silk handkerchief.

One corner of the handkerchief had been torn by a bullet, but the character "漾" (Yang) was still there.

The enemy's fierce fighting blurred his sense of unease, whether it stemmed from the grim situation before him or from the distant Beiping.

The support troops have arrived, but why... do I still feel it?

Lu Xize suddenly gripped the silk handkerchief tightly.

Could it be in Beiping...?