The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 429 - 428 Ate a Whole Jar

Chapter 429: Chapter 428 Ate a Whole Jar

The next day, Qu Tong woke up to find an arm draped around her waist and her arms empty.

Upon opening her eyes, she saw that the big white goose had been relegated to the floor again, lying spread-eagled.

...

"Si Yuting, can’t you stop throwing my pillow on the floor? Couldn’t you place it on the chair instead? Childish!"

Qu Tong turned around to meet a pair of bright and spirited black eyes.

"You..."

"Ali, the baby kicked me last night," Si Yuting finally voiced his excitement.

Qu Tong touched her belly, which had only started to show recently, but felt no movement.

However, she was almost four months along now, so it was indeed around the time for the baby to start moving.

"When I came back to bed last night, I put my hand on your stomach, I don’t know if it disturbed her, but she kicked my hand discontentedly a couple of times. It might also have been her way of greeting me..."

Si Yuting described his novel experience from the night before in detail, his brows and eyes brimming with joy, clearly demonstrating that he truly adored children.

Qu Tong felt that Si Yuting would surely love their daughter more than she would in the future.

Of course, she would also love her child, even though she didn’t know how to be a very good mother yet.

Maybe like the Empress Dowager did with her, she would try to learn.

After chatting about the baby for a while in bed, Qu Tong’s fingers burrowed into Si Yuting’s tousled hair. "Don’t you have work today, or training?"

"Yes, but it’s still early. I’ll have time to have breakfast with you. Morning training has been changed to every other day," Si Yuting allowed Qu Tong to do as she pleased with his hair, bending down to search for clothes for her in the Space Button, "Do you want to wear a skirt or pants today?"

"A skirt, something loose, do you have one?"

"Yes," Si Yuting took out a simple skirt in light purple with white ruffled edges.

Qu Tong wasn’t worried about clothing, as the Empress occasionally sent her a lot of the latest fashions, including both daily wear and attire for important events, all tailor-made to her size, so she didn’t have to concern herself with these matters at all.

To make things convenient, Si Yuting’s Space Button also held quite a few of her clothes.

Si Yuting tidied away Qu Tong’s slightly elevated Chanel-style boots and replaced them with flat cotton shoes with fluffy bunny ears on the uppers.

Qu Tong lifted one foot in silence, "Do you think these go with my dress?"

And since it was still so early, she felt there was no need to fuss so much; many women still went to work as usual when they were pregnant, didn’t they?

"They match. Ali, you are naturally beautiful, anything you wear looks good," Si Yuting answered earnestly.

Qu Tong: "..."

Si Yuting reached out and pinched her plump cheeks, insisting, "Who told you to always be so careless, always falling over? Think about it, how many times have you fallen?"

She couldn’t argue with that.

Getting up and pacing a few steps, she muttered discontentedly, "It’s always bad luck when I run into you."

Si Yuting, behind her, pretended not to hear.

After breakfast, Si Yuting personally escorted Qu Tong to the police department and instructed Gu Xiu to take good care of her.

Stepping into the police department in her adorable fluffy shoes, Qu Tong was greeted by Feng Lin and Feng Haoran and learned that Si Yuting was no longer handling the case, and Feng Lin, as the second person most familiar with it, had naturally been appointed as the main person in charge.

Feng Lin was a bit awkward when greeting Qu Tong, but once they got into the complex cases, there was no room for concern about that anymore.

In the midst of it all, a woman came looking for Feng Lin, whom he could not refuse to meet. He returned with a somewhat unpleasant expression.

Qu Tong was curious but didn’t ask further.

Luckily, the idle Feng Haoran approached and whispered some gossip to her.

"That was the blind date for the young master from the day before yesterday."

"Commander Feng needs to go on blind dates, even though he’s so outstanding?" Qu Tong was somewhat surprised.

In her eyes, anyone who had to resort to the matchmaking market must have run out of options as something wasn’t quite right with those individuals.

This principle should apply to the interstellar realm as well.

Feng Haoran’s gaze swept over Qu Tong’s face and he said, somewhat obliquely, "The elders in our family sometimes introduce suitable girls to help him make connections. My uncle is quite career-driven and can be stubborn. He’s been refusing all along, but this time, under pressure, he met with one lady who was very pleased with him, though my uncle probably wasn’t as interested."

Qu Tong nodded thoughtfully. Feng Lin, regardless of his family background or personal abilities, was truly outstanding. More importantly, Feng Lin inherited his mother’s high Fertility Value.

Among the common phenomenon of high spiritual power correlating with lower Fertility Values, Feng Lin not only had power close to SSS-rank but also a Fertility Value of 42. With such exceptional qualities, there likely wasn’t any woman who would be dissatisfied.

Qu Tong didn’t take the previous matter to heart since she had already made herself very clear.

The two of them only interacted during their monthly Elixir transactions via the Light Brain, discussing business briefly, and had no other dealings.

So she didn’t understand why Feng Haoran mentioned pressure as being related to her.

Qu Tong’s gaze fell on Feng Lin’s chest badge and she teased, "You’re not that young either. Why haven’t they pressured you to marry?"

"That’s because my uncle is bearing the brunt of it," said Feng Lin, looking somewhat worried. "Once I advance two more ranks, I reckon it’ll be my turn."

"Then your family tradition is quite good," she commented. Career first, then marriage.

As they were talking, Old Man Yuan rushed in from outside. "Girl, your lad has come to pick you up. He’s outside."

"Oh, okay," she replied. Her Light Brain was on silent mode and she hadn’t noticed.

She turned to Feng Haoran and said, "I have something to attend to, so I’ll head back first."

"Master, would you like to head back together?" Qu Tong asked Elder Yuan.

"No need. I’m going to stay here and assist with the case," Elder Yuan refused without a second thought.

Qu Tong didn’t even want to say it, but what Elder Yuan called assisting with the case was just looking for any opportunity to hang around the Lan family.

So she would go back on her own.

Feng Lin holding a recording pen walked out of the office just in time to see Qu Tong walking away. He asked Feng Haoran, "Is the Prince Consort leaving or does she have an errand outside?"

"She’s leaving. The Grand Marshal came personally to fetch her," Feng Lin said, teasingly.

Watching Qu Tong leave, Feng Haoran sighed, "Miss Jun Li is good in every way; it’s just a pity she’s married."

Remembering the confidence his uncle had when he spoke about taking it slowly, he wanted to laugh.

Even if he plotted for a decade or more, there would be no progress.

Unless the Prince Consort and Admiral Si got divorced. But considering how much Admiral Si doted on his wife, that didn’t seem likely.

Feng Haoran almost laughed but couldn’t, his shoulders twitching in restrained amusement.

Seeing his reaction, Feng Lin gave him a dark look and warned, "Watch your mouth. Don’t talk about what you shouldn’t, or you too will remain..."

Feng Lin immediately retracted like a stepped-on cat, "No no no! I haven’t said anything."

Just making normal small talk, Feng Lin added mentally.

Feng Lin eyed him dubiously for a moment, then said nothing more and took the recording pen to the technical department.

Elsewhere.

Qu Tong threw herself into Si Yuting’s embrace, tugging his shoulder for leverage as she stood on her toes, whispering into his ear in a voice only the two of them could hear, "To think you left me with someone else for an entire day. Aren’t you jealous, husband?"

Si Yuting nodded earnestly, "I’ve been jealous enough to fill a vat."

"Pfft!" Qu Tong couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Since when did Si Yuting start cracking jokes?

Si Yuting took Qu Tong’s hands down, held them in his own, and led her towards the flyer as he explained, "I still have other matters to attend to, so I had to leave this aside."

"Then I won’t come either." Besides, Lan Weiying had run off, so her participation as a juror didn’t seem interesting, and with the eager Elder Yuan watching, it was not her concern.

"As you wish."

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