I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband Chapter 308: The Eve of a Storm

Chapter 308: The Eve of a Storm
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Heng Yi agreed.
This time, he understood that those soldiers were just a motley crew and could not fight alongside him.
There were many times when he had to save them, let alone the other way around.
Of course, it was also possible that these 100 people came from diverse training backgrounds. They were the people who had been left behind in the military camp and had nowhere to go.
However, no one had expected that the people he brought with him were quite skilled in martial arts. At least, they were much stronger than those soldiers.
“Yes, we need to train them.”
Those people could not go to the battlefield without training. If they did, they would die.
The children all came to the main courtyard for dinner. He Cheng carefully leaned against Heng Yi, “Father, are you hurt? Cheng’er will blow for you.”
Heng Yi patted his head, “It’s okay. Cheng’er is a good boy.”
He felt the warmth seeping into his heart.
Such a small child, yet he knew how to care for others.
“Then Father has to eat more to grow taller!”
The little boy said seriously with his childish tone.
Heng Yi asked him to sit on a stool, “Let’s eat.”
He Cheng wasn’t a picky eater either. Although his food was different from everyone else’s, it was still a combination of meat and vegetables. Occasionally, he could also eat a bite of the food his parents were eating.
His brother and sisters would also secretly feed him a mouthful from their plates.
He felt very satisfied.
Han Qiao didn’t care if he ate a few mouthfuls less, but she wouldn’t agree if he ate too much adult food.
The child’s stomach was still very weak. It was not suitable for him to eat too much salt and oil.
After the meal, Ah-Yao was carried back. He had not seen his mother for a day. He pouted and cried in Han Qiao s arms, feeling wronged.
Heng Yi’s heart ached.
Han Qiao carried Ah-Yao and coaxed him for a while, and then the child stopped crying.
He nestled in Han Qiao’s arms and looked at Heng Yi.
He could not remember that this was his father, but he felt close to him and was willing to get close to him.
Soon, he remembered that this was the person snoring beside his sleeping Mother.
“Hu, hu…” Ah-Yao said.
Heng Yi didn’t understand.
Han Qiao laughed, “He’s just snoring like you did last time.”
Heng Yi laughed too. He let Ah-Yao sit on the bed and play hide-and-seek with him.
Can you imagine a cold-faced man pulling rhe blanket over his face and playing with a child?
Ah-Yao could now sit with his back against the pillow. He pulled his clothes and played hide-and-seek with Heng Yi.
“Waah! Waah!”
The father and son duo were having a great time.
Han Qiao sat at the side and laughed.
When he was tired, Ah-Yao was ready to sleep.
He had been earing rice paste for the whole day and didn’t really want to eat anymore. At this moment, he just wanted to snuggle up to his mother and be gently patted on the back by her. He wanted to eat his own food. After he was full, he habitually peed before falling asleep.
There was an oil lamp burning in the corner.
The big bed was very wide and could be moved left and right. However, Ah-Yao was sleeping in a small cradle that had been removed from the side. He was covered with a thin blanket and could touch his mother when he turned over.
Heng Yi sat on rhe side and watched with great interest.
“You’re still injured. Hurry up and sleep.”
“Yes,” Heng Yi nodded.
He lay gently on the bed.
“Your bandages will only be changed tomorrow. At night, you can sleep on your stomach or on your side.” Han Qiao reminded him gently.
Heng Yi agreed obediently.
In truth, he could bear it even if he slept lying down.
But he didn’t want Han Qiao to worry.
However, after Han Qiao fell asleep, he held her hand and placed it on his chest before slowly lying down.
As expected, lying flat on his back was still more comfortable.
Although the wound on his back would sting a little, it was within his tolerance range. This was nothing.
It was late at night.
The entire Chenzhou City fell silent.
However, the sound of things being smashed could be heard in a gorgeous house.
“Bastard! Bastard!”
He could not suppress his anger.
The news of Heng Yi’s injury couldn’t be kept a secret. Soon, Heng Manor received all kinds of medicinal herbs. Those who didn’t know him came in person or asked their wives or stewards to come. They delivered quite a few precious medicinal herbs.
Han Qiao had no choice but to accept it.
Housekeeper Liu had the idea to collect these medicinal herbs so that he could walk around.
Looking at the warehouse that was filled with all kinds of precious medicinal herbs in just three days, Han Qiao let out a sigh of relief.
She finally understood why everyone wanted to climb higher.
Looking at the things she received, you might not be able to buy them even if you had money.
Han Qiao opened some packages and took a look. Even though she didn’t know much about medicinal herbs, she could tell that it was top-grade just by looking at it.
Back in the main courtyard, Han Qiao told Heng Yi about it.
“Do you want to set up a pharmacy first or ask Doctor Yang to take a look and make an account book?”
Mo one knew who had sent these things because most people did not leave their names in the brocade box.
Han Qiao couldn’t remember who was who even if she tried hard. There were simply too many people.
Feng Xinru and Master Feng had sent over many herbs, and the ginseng and the deer antler the Gong Prince’s consort had given were the best of the best.
“You decide.”
Heng Yi didn’t have any requirements.
He held Han Qiao’s hand and gently rubbed it, “You should also see if there’s anything suitable for recuperation.”
T don’t want to. Medicine is 30% poisonous. I’m healthy and eat my fill three times a day.”
Han Qiao did not want to take the medicine.
“Besides, Ah-Yao is still drinking milk. I’d better drink less medicinal herbs. You see, I’ve been eating light food for so long. I also want to eat spicy pickled fish and boiled meat…11
Han Qiao took a deep breath, “1 can’t think about it. I can’t think about it anymore. I can’t hold it in anymore.”
She was very hungry.
“Why don’t you eat a little bit?” Heng Yi said.
“I also want to eat a little spicy food, but what if Ah-Yao gets affected?”
Her heart ached for her child, in order to satisfy his appetite, she did not want Ah-Yao to suffer.
So she had better endure it. When Ah-Yao was weaned, she could eat without restraint.
Heng Yi was injured, so Zhang Huiguang told him to rest at home for half a month and then go back to work.
In about half a month, the news from the capital should be back.
And those who had schemes and plots were almost ready.
Can Heng Yi avoid it or would have to face it head-on? It would be a test.
Heng Yi got the chance to rest at home, so he did nothing but play with his son for the first few days.
The weather was getting warmer and warmer, and Ah-Yao was wearing less and less. He also liked to take off his cloth socks and put his little feet in front of his father’s mouth.
Heng Yi opened his mouth and was about to bite his foot, which scared the little boy so much that he shrank back and screamed.
Then, he giggled.
After a while, he reached out again.
The father and son could play such a childish game for half a day.
Han Qiao found it funny. She let them play, but she still had her own things to do.
Especially when the Gong Prince’s consort invited her to take the children out for a walk on the first day of the third month.
This was the first time the Gong Prince s consort had gone out since last year.
Han Qiao also wanted to know what the Gong Prince’s consort wanted to say to her.
Was it about Han Chi and Li Mi’s marriage?
She could finally admit that Han Chi, her son, really had some ability to flirt with Li Mi into falling in love with him.
“Ha…”
Han Qiao sighed softly..