Female Master: Why doesn’t my wife love me yet?

Chapter 118: Exchange My Life for Hers

Thank God, their master was finally willing to eat. He was so happy that his steps were almost flying when he walked.

Yu Shui went to the kitchen and brought out the food that Wen Shubai usually liked to eat. He had always had a light taste and didn't like those strong-flavored and irritating foods.

Wen Shubai's eyes regained some spirit, and when he thought that she might still be alive, his heart was filled with joy.

Yes, although someone came from the palace to deliver gifts, neither the general nor she said anything. What if there is still hope?

I actually didn't trust her at all and was so overwhelmed by sadness.

Wen Shubai ate elegantly, feeling a little annoyed.

He had been hungry for too long, so when he ate again, he felt his stomach was a little full before he had eaten much.

"Master, would you like to eat some more?" Yu Shui asked.

"No." Wen Shubai shook his head, wanting to let time turn to night immediately so that he could try to perceive her dream.

After Wen Shubai left, Ji Mingzhao continued to sew clothes.

Suddenly, he realized that if nothing happened, the young master's husband might not come to see him.

And that question he asked himself.

If the young master is gone...

Ji Mingzhao felt a little uneasy. Could it be that something really happened to the young master?

A huge anxiety came over him, Ji Mingzhao put down what he was holding and stood up.

"Hey? Sir, why are you out?" The servant who was working asked when he saw Ji Mingzhao coming out.

Ji Mingzhao said anxiously, "Please help me find out if the young master has sent back any news."

She left in a hurry that day and he hadn't had the chance to say goodbye to her properly. Even though he found something to do during the day, he would think of her when it was late at night and everyone was asleep.

It was fine when she was at home before. He would occasionally think of her and be very satisfied that she could come to see him. Now that she has been away for so many days, he misses her so much.

Seeing his anxious look, the servant said quickly, "Okay, my lord, you go back first. I will go and find out."

Ji Mingzhao went back into the house, but paced around anxiously.

For a moment, he felt a tightness in his chest, and even his stomach felt vaguely uncomfortable.

An hour later, the servant came back and reported to Ji Mingzhao: "The young master has not sent any message back, but there is news from the palace."

Although Luo Jin tried his best to keep it secret, he didn't want this matter to cause chaos in the general's mansion.

But the news gradually spread in the general's mansion.

"What news?" Ji Mingzhao's eyelids twitched, and he had a bad feeling.

"Yes Yes……"

The servant was also struggling over whether or not to tell Ji Mingzhao that the young master might be gone.

He now has the young master's child. If the young master is really gone, this will be the young master's only bloodline. It would be bad if the child is affected by this incident.

Thinking of this, the servant looked up at him, gave a forced smile and said, "Yes, the young master and the general are doing well in Xiancheng, and they will be back victorious soon."

"is it?"

Ji Mingzhao looked at the servant's face with some doubt.

"Is such that."

The servant didn't dare look at him again. He lowered his head and silently apologized to him in his heart.

It’s not that I don’t want to tell him the truth, but he can’t stand the stimulation now, so I can only hide it for the time being.

Ji Mingzhao still had doubts in his heart. He stared into his eyes and asked, "Are you really not lying to me?"

"No, no."

The servant clearly looked guilty.

It's really not his fault, he just told a white lie.

Ji Mingzhao took a deep breath, suddenly walked around him and walked out.

Don't think he is stupid and can't see anything.

This person clearly looked like he didn't want to talk to him, so he had to find out what was going on.

Seeing him walking out with firm steps, the servant who went out to inquire about the news immediately panicked.

Ji Mingzhao walked so fast that he didn't have time to stop him, so he could only jog over to catch up with him.

"My dear! My dear!"

Ji Mingzhao stopped, looked at him panting, and asked, "Are you still unwilling to tell me the truth now?"

He lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "Then you better be mentally prepared."

Ji Mingzhao nodded and waited for his next words.

"Young Master, there is some situation over there." The servant tried hard to choose his words, observing Ji Mingzhao's situation while speaking.

"What's going on?" Ji Mingzhao frowned.

What's up with her?

Did something happen to her?

"It's just that the young master might have met with an accident..."

He finally uttered these words with difficulty.

Originally they wanted to hide it from Ji Mingzhao, but he insisted on coming out to find out for himself, and the servants knew they could no longer hide it.

After hearing the news, Ji Mingzhao staggered and seemed to be about to fall to the ground in the next second.

The servants hurriedly supported his body, and in just a moment, Ji Mingzhao's face began to turn pale.

He covered his stomach, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

how come?

It was obviously fine before.

When Ji Mingzhao thought that he might not be able to hear his voice in the future, his tears began to fall.

The servants were really afraid that something might happen to him and affect the young master's only bloodline, so they helped him back into the house.

Ji Mingzhao figured it out. No wonder the young master's husband came to him to ask this question. It turned out that he knew about this matter earlier than him, but did not tell him.

My body felt numb, and all I could think about was "The young master might have met with an accident."

So that's why she hasn't sent any message back?

Ji Mingzhao blinked and felt the tears flowing down his cheeks and into his neck, wet and hot.

He was so sad. It was so hard to find someone who cared about him.

He also had her blood as he wished, so how could he not see her anymore?

This news was more painful than killing him.

If he could exchange his life for hers, he would do it without hesitation!

"Ugh."

The servant sighed behind him and said calmly, "My dear, you are still pregnant now. Don't be too sad. It will be bad for the child."

Ji Mingzhao wiped the tears from his face and looked at his belly, where there was a little life.

He is still waiting for the young master to name the child.

Ji Mingzhao wanted to pick up the unfinished tiger-head shoes and continue sewing them, but his hands were shaking. In the hot summer day, his body felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He began to have trouble holding the needle.

His hands were shaking so much that he even accidentally pricked his finger. He put it in his mouth and sucked it gently.

He thought that if he answered the question Wen Shubai asked him now, the answer would be that he would beg God to use his own life in exchange for her life.