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In the first year of the Shu Zhangwu era, just two years after ascending the throne, Liu Bei entrusted his son Liu Shan to Zhuge Liang at Baidi City.
At that time, the Shu Kingdom had only been established for a few years and was in dire need of rebuilding.
Zhuge Liang had to manage internal affairs in Bashu to stabilize the people's hearts while also leading troops on the Southern Expedition to secure the four southern prefectures.
Time flew by, and the once youthful figure clad in white was now a man of middle age with graying hair. During the sixth campaign to Qishan, news suddenly arrived in the army that Huang Yueying was pregnant.
"Strategist, this time, the supplies for our hundreds of thousands of troops rely entirely on your Wooden Ox and Gliding Horse! Otherwise, we truly wouldn't know what to do!" In the military tent, generals like Ma Su sighed in relief as they praised Zhuge Liang for the timely arrival of supplies.
Zhuge Liang held his feather fan and gently waved it a few times. A fleeting hint of nostalgia crossed his eyes, but it quickly vanished. "If you wish to thank someone, thank A Chou! If it weren't for her tinkering with those wooden oxen and gliding horses back then, I wouldn't have thought of such a solution!" He sighed softly, a tender smile appearing on his face.
She had always been his lucky star. Yet over the years, he felt increasingly indebted to her. Even now, as she approached childbirth, he could not be by her side to fulfill his duties as a husband and father.
Frowning in contemplation, he was interrupted by someone outside seeking an audience: "Chancellor, there is a letter from Longzhong!"
He sprang up from his seat, his steps quickening as he hurried out of the tent to personally receive the light envelope.
His hands trembled slightly as he slowly opened it, revealing only a few brief words—Heaven has shown mercy; I have fulfilled my duty. At last, I have given birth to Lin'er. Both mother and child are safe; do not worry! I have named him Zhan. We are all waiting for your victorious return in Longzhong!
Although he could still hear the joyous laughter of soldiers outside celebrating the arrival of supplies, Zhuge Liang held the letter tightly in both hands, lowering his head slightly as he murmured dreamily: "Zhan Yi Junzi, truly burdens my heart. Gazing at those sun and moon, my thoughts drift endlessly..."
Heaven has shown mercy; I have fulfilled my duty. She did not speak of the hardships endured during ten months of pregnancy nor mention the pains of childbirth; she simply informed him that both mother and child were safe. Even her longing for him was hidden within their son's name.
The woman he had once promised to cherish and protect for a lifetime now stood silently behind him, taking on a protective stance.
"Chancellor, this is the medicine that Madam instructed me to bring. During her confinement, she heard that you and the soldiers were suffering from the heat and illness. She personally went up the mountain to gather herbs and prepared a remedy for heatstroke, and she ordered me to bring the recipe along. Madam also named it Zhuge's Marching Powder. She hopes the soldiers will understand your compassion for their hardships in marching, using it to boost their morale and make them invincible!"
The weary messenger collapsed on the ground, holding up a porcelain bottle with trembling hands, his voice choked with emotion.
Zhuge Liang's hands shook slightly as he took the medicine bottle. After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask, "Is she... well?"
"Madam said she is fine and also asked the General to take care of his health for the sake of the people."
"Good, very good!" He waved his feather fan, folding the letter carefully before tucking it into his bosom, pressing it tightly against his chest. His heart, which had been aching with bitterness, finally found a moment of calm.
That night he had a dream. In the dream, a bright red little fox leaped into his arms, holding his feather fan in its mouth. "Your Majesty, this is a fan I made from the crane feathers I stole from Nanji Xianweng. If you have any worries in the future, you can use it to cover your face. That way, A Jiao will always see you as a happy and joyful Your Majesty..."
He hesitated as he took the fan but clearly saw Huang Yueying's smiling face painted on it. However, her features were slightly different; her skin was like cream, her brows like distant mountains. Those bright eyes remained deep and sparkling, with a high nose delicately wrinkled in a playful manner and her lips slightly pouting towards him...
"A Chou!" He slowly reached out his hand, wanting to cup her face for a kiss but touched only emptiness...
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