Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 427 The Little Doctor Girl Knows How to Pamper and Flirt (Part 22)

On the eve of the harvest, the moonlight, like water, shone on the heavy ears of wheat.

The wheat field was filled with the unique fragrance of grain, the scent of an impending harvest.

Old Wang from Lijia Village squatted by the edge of the field, his rough fingers gently stroking the ears of wheat.

"We can collect it tomorrow."

He muttered to himself, tears glistening in his cloudy eyes.

"Father, you should go back and rest. We'll keep watch tonight."

Wang Dazhu walked over carrying an oil lamp, followed by several young men from the village.

Old Wang shook his head: "I can't sleep. This wheat was earned with the General's wife's life, I have to guard it."

Not far away, Tiger led a group of children to hide behind a haystack.

"Brother Tiger, are we really going to stay up all night?" a little girl asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Of course!" Tiger puffed out his chest. "I promised Madam!"

As night deepened, torches around the wheat field flickered in the breeze.

The patrolling villagers gathered in twos and threes, talking in hushed tones and occasionally bursting into hearty laughter.

Suddenly, an unusual noise came from the grass on the other side of the field ridge.

"Who?" Wang Dazhu stood up alertly and raised the oil lamp to shine towards the source of the sound.

A dozen or so dark figures darted out of the wheat field, their hands gleaming with cold light.

"Thief!" Wang Dazhu shouted, grabbed the hoe beside him, and rushed forward.

The men in black were clearly well-trained. The leader sneered, "Kill them, then burn the wheat field!"

The clanging of metal was particularly jarring in the silent night air.

Although Wang Dazhu was strong, he was no match for these professional assassins. After a few rounds, his arm was slashed and bleeding.

"Zhu Zi!" Upon seeing this, Old Man Wang grabbed his carrying pole and was about to rush forward, but was kicked to the ground by another man in black.

"You old bastard, you're asking for death!" The man in black raised his knife, about to bring it down.

With a "bang," the bowstring vibrated, and the man in black fell to the ground, an arrow lodged in his chest.

"The general is here!" Cheers erupted from afar.

The Emperor rode a black warhorse, holding a longbow, his face as cold and stern as ice.

He was followed by a troop of elite cavalry, their hooves thundering.

"Kill." That simple word sent a chill down the spines of all the men in black.

The cavalry surged in like a tide, forcing the men in black to fight back.

Si Di dismounted, drew his longsword, and with a flash of cold light, two people fell to the ground.

"It's the Emperor! Retreat!"

The leader of the men in black was shocked to see this and turned to run away.

A cold glint flashed in Si Di's eyes, and he caught up like a ghost, his long sword pointing straight at the other's throat: "Who sent you?"

The leader of the men in black gritted his teeth and remained silent, then suddenly pulled out a handful of powder from his sleeve and threw it at Si Di.

Si Di dodged to the side, only to see that the other party had taken the opportunity to create distance and was about to throw a tinderbox into the wheat field.

"No!" Wang Dazhu rushed forward despite his injuries.

Just at this critical moment, a slender figure suddenly rushed out from the side and knocked the leader of the men in black aside.

"Madam?!" Emperor Si's pupils shrank sharply.

Ji Xiaosong stood panting by the wheat field, a short sword in her hand. Although her belly was visibly swollen, her eyes were unwavering.

"My husband, I'm here." She smiled slightly at the Emperor.

Upon seeing this, a ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the leader of the men in black: "Perfect, I'll kill you too!"

He swung his knife at Ji Xiaosong.

"court death!"

Enraged, the Emperor moved with lightning speed, his longsword, imbued with a sharp aura, aimed straight for his opponent's throat.

The leader of the men in black hastily parried, but the impact caused his hand to split open, and his long sword slipped from his grasp.

He watched in horror as the Emperor approached, finally breaking down and shouting, "It's Prime Minister Liu! Prime Minister Liu sent us!"

The murderous intent in Si Di's eyes intensified: "Anyone who harms my wife and children shall die!"

A flash of sword light, and the leader of the men in black stared wide-eyed as he slowly fell to the ground.

Upon seeing their leader killed, the remaining men in black scattered like birds and beasts, but were quickly subdued one by one by the cavalry.

"lady!"

Without bothering to pursue the remaining enemies, Si Di rushed to Ji Xiaosong's side, his hands trembling as he supported her. "Why did you come? Do you know how dangerous it was?"

Ji Xiaosong's face was a little pale, but she still smiled: "I sensed danger in the wheat field, so... so..."

Before she could finish speaking, her body suddenly went limp and she fell forward.

"Xiao Song!" Si Di scooped her up in his arms, his heart almost stopping.

"General, the lady is just frightened and needs to rest," the accompanying military doctor said after examining her.

Si Di sat on the edge of the bed, holding Ji Xiaosong's hand tightly, his eyes filled with self-reproach: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have let you take such a risk..."

Ji Xiaosong weakly opened her eyes: "No, husband... did the wheat field... survive?"

"It's all saved, all of them are saved." The Emperor's voice was hoarse. "The people are all safe, with only a few minor injuries."

Ji Xiaosong then smiled with relief: "That's good..."

A commotion arose outside the door. Si Di frowned: "What's going on?"

A guard came in and reported, "General, the people are all outside, saying they want to see the lady..."

Just as Si Di was about to refuse, Ji Xiaosong gently tugged at his sleeve: "Let them in."

Soon, the simple military tent was packed with people.

Old Wang stood at the front with his son and grandson Hu Zi, each holding a sheaf of golden wheat.

"Madam..." Old Man Wang said, tears streaming down his face, "Thanks to you and the General, our wheat was saved..."

Tiger rushed to the bedside, his little hands tightly gripping Ji Xiaosong's sleeve: "Madam, you must get better! I... I will protect you from now on!"

Ji Xiaosong gently patted Hu Zi's head: "Good boy..."

Wang Dazhu suddenly knelt down: "General, Madam, our entire village swears to follow you both to the death!"

"We swear to follow the General and his wife to the death!" everyone in the tent shouted in unison.

As the Emperor watched this scene, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

He turned to look at Ji Xiaosong and found that her eyes were also glistening with tears.

“My husband,” Ji Xiaosong said softly, “this is the meaning of our protection.”

Si Di gripped her hand tightly and nodded solemnly.

As night deepened, the people reluctantly departed.

Si Di sat by the bed, quietly watching over the sleeping Ji Xiaosong.

Outside the tent, the moonlight was still bright, and the wheat fields swayed gently in the breeze.

Meanwhile, in the distant capital, at the residence of Prime Minister Liu.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" Liu Xiang slammed his teacup to the ground. "They can't even burn a wheat field!"

The man in black kneeling on the ground trembled: "Prime Minister, the Imperial Guards are far too vigilant. After their last success, they've been keeping a large number of guards over the wheat fields day and night. We..."

"Enough!" A venomous glint flashed in Prime Minister Liu's eyes. "Since the covert methods don't work, let's use the open. Issue my order to mobilize the border troops, saying there's a rebellion on the frontier that needs to be suppressed!"

"But Your Excellency, the border is about to have a bumper harvest..."

"A bumper harvest?" Prime Minister Liu sneered. "I will make sure those lowly people don't get a single grain of wheat!"