The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 2339: I’m Going to Be a Dad (4)

"I..." Gu Yao gave a sheepish smile, unable to help herself, "I didn’t overthink things earlier, I simply wanted to aid Big Brother. Xuexue, I’m sorry for causing you worry."

Just then, Xiaoyun dashed inside, "Second Miss, the shoes."

Erni became aware of her own rashness and flushed with embarrassment, eager to climb down and don her shoes. Yet Gu Yao refused to release her, instead seizing the cloak to bundle her snugly, "I’ll carry her back to freshen up."

"Go on, you two are so lovey-dovey, it’s killing me." Yang Ruxin flicked her hand dismissively.

Erni promptly buried her face deeply in Gu Yao’s embrace, too shy to peek out.

A soft chuckle escaped Gu Yao as she spun around and strode off.

Yang Ruxin heaved a sigh. The duo’s blatant affection hit her like a wave, stirring her heart intensely. She yearned for her husband, her fingers drifting to her abdomen without thought. Gu Qingheng, are you aware? We’re expecting a child—you’re on the verge of fatherhood. How will you react upon hearing the news?

Nanzhao Border, Daxuan Camp.

For several days at the camp, Gu Qingheng avoided hasty battles. He prioritized scouting enemy details and rallying his forces anew. Fresh from inspecting the surviving wounded personally, he stepped into the command tent, Heihei bounding after him to leap onto the desk.

"Xinxin sent a letter." Exhausted as he was, Gu Qingheng’s face lit up at once upon spotting the bamboo tube.

Heihei bounced with excitement twice and yipped twice.

Regrettably, Gu Qingheng failed to decipher Heihei’s barks, sensing only its pure delight.

"Alright." Untying the bamboo tube, Gu Qingheng ruffled Heihei’s head, "I know there’s a wedding happening back home. Didn’t you snag some wedding candy during your message run?"

Yang Ruxin had decreed that Xiaohei and Heihei must not both abandon his side together, so they alternated delivering the messages.

Heihei yipped twice more, though Gu Qingheng remained oblivious.

Yet as he unfurled the letter within the tube, Gu Qingheng froze in shock before slamming the table and erupting in laughter.

"General, what’s going on?" Gu Qiao hastened in from the entrance.

Gu Qingheng clutched Gu Qiao’s shoulder firmly, "Gu Qiao, Xinxin’s pregnant. I’m about to become a father."

Gu Qiao froze momentarily, then grinned broadly, "Really? That’s fantastic. The General now has an heir. If the old madam learns of this..."

"My mother will be overjoyed too." Gu Qingheng nodded with vigor, "But it’s tough on Xinxin without me there."

"Madam will understand you."

"Her understanding only deepens my guilt." Gu Qingheng exhaled heavily, "With a wife like her, what more could any husband desire?"

"Madam is truly an exceptional woman."

Gu Qingheng stepped close and clapped Gu Qiao’s shoulder, "So when hunting for a wife, stay sharp—or let Madam pick one for you."

"General, I..."

"Don’t claim you’re not interested in marriage or the like. You just haven’t met the right one yet. Once you do, you’ll crave it naturally." Gu Qingheng lifted a hand to cut off Gu Qiao’s words, "The third’s wed and soon a father. Word is the second has a sweetheart too. As eldest brother, you’re falling behind."

Gu Qiao’s lips twitched. The General’s thrill over the baby had him gossiping wildly. But Shangguan Fei was married—who could Gu Qiao possibly wed?

"Curious, aren’t you?" Gu Qingheng chuckled, "But I won’t spill it. Ask them yourself when you meet."