Wounded soldier camp.
Lin Xianhong was sitting in the hall.
At the back are many medicine cabinets.
Ever since Chang Baicao arrived, she had retreated to the sidelines. The doctors who had once courted her had all distanced themselves from her, fearing any connection. The soldiers, who once respected her, now looked down upon her.
What she did was simply ridiculous!
The old King Ning's reputation still exists today.
The Lin family married into the royal family, but they had abortions secretly.
This practice seems unreasonable to others.
But Lin Xianhong has his own twisted logic.
It was Feng Wuze who ordered it, otherwise there would be many angry soldiers coming to trouble her every day. She couldn't treat the wounded in the short term, so Feng Wuze found her a sinecure, responsible for managing the stockpiled medicinal materials.
In fact, Feng Wuzhe was also in a difficult situation.
He also looked down on Lin Xianhong.
But she does have some abilities of her own.
Moreover, it was ordered by the emperor himself.
Even Feng Wuzhe couldn't go too far.
After weighing the pros and cons, he asked her to be responsible for the medicinal materials first.
If we are really short of manpower when the war officially starts, she can also help.
"Miss."
"What's wrong?"
"I heard Prince Ning has returned," the maid Xiaotao whispered, standing nearby. "Many people have come out to greet him. Prince Ning led only 3,000 men, yet he was able to capture Dragon City, capture the golden figure used for offering sacrifices to heaven, and capture the Liao Emperor, Yelü Junda, alive."
Lin Xianhong's expression changed slightly.
She had heard about it when Feng Jie came back.
But at that time, Ning Que had put himself in danger and had not yet returned victorious.
Now, I'm finally back...
Lin Xianhong breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.
No matter how much she hated Ning Que, it was all in the past.
Especially after the last incident, she finally came to her senses. All the previous grievances were wiped out with the divorce. If she continued to cling to him, it would only make her seem like a clinger.
Let’s part ways and have nothing to do with each other anymore!
"Miss, the prince is really amazing."
Xiaotao couldn't help but remind her.
She had been serving Lin Xianhong since early on.
When she first married into the palace, she followed him.
"I heard this time it's extremely dangerous."
"The prince took the initiative to stay behind to cover General Feng's retreat. With over 2,000 men, he braved the encirclement of tens of thousands of Liao troops and ultimately fought his way back to Yanmen Pass. The generals in the army were amazed and said that only the prince could pull off such a feat."
"Is it really that exaggerated?"
Lin Xianhong raised his eyebrows.
Xiaotao nodded repeatedly.
"Miss, don't you respect the general the most?"
"The prince was truly remarkable this time. He led the charge, shielding his men. He single-handedly slew over 500 men and killed three Liao generals. Miss, aren't you surprised?"
"No...no, it's all in the past."
Lin Xianhong tried hard to remain calm.
Obviously don't want to discuss too much.
Is she saying she regrets it?
no!
She absolutely cannot admit defeat!
Otherwise, more people will laugh at her!
"It's all in the past, no need to mention it again."
"yes……"
Xiaotao had no choice but to nod.
All I can say is that if you missed it, you missed it.
There's no point in regretting it.
Lin Xianhong lowered his head.
He was flipping through the books boredly.
But I can't help but recall the past.
She had actually asked Ning Que before.
Why didn't he ask for battle to avenge his father and brother?
Ning Que didn't answer at the time, only shaking his head gravely before returning to his study. Ever since she'd known Ning Que, she'd never seen him practice martial arts. He spent his days hanging out in brothels, mingling with merchants, with no ambition to make a living.
how?
You stop pretending after divorcing your wife?
What exactly does he mean?
Bang!
The door was kicked open.
The sunlight slants into the house.
Shen Qinghe was panting heavily, her body still stained with blood, and her hair was disheveled, as if she had just come back from the battlefield.
Lin Xianhong frowned.
He looked up at her.
"what you do?"
"Give me the King Wen pen."
Wen Wang's pen is a medicinal ingredient.
The common name is snake mushroom, also known as kudzu mushroom.
It has many medicinal effects and can clear away heat, detoxify, reduce inflammation and kill bacteria.
Ning Que still had to take medicine to treat his illness after the operation.
And King Wen’s pen is the key!
"What do you want the Wen Wang Brush for?"
Lin Xianhong looked at Shen Qinghe.
I don't know why, but I just can't stand it.
"This is the general's personal order."
"Prepare all the King Wen pens immediately."
"Prince Ning is seriously injured and needs these medicinal herbs!"
"He... is injured?"
Lin Xianhong stood up hurriedly in panic.
"It's none of your business."
"Just hand over King Wen's brush."
Shen Qinghe looked at her coldly.
"Is he alright?"
"Do you want him dead?"
"Why are you speaking so harshly?"
Despite Lin Xianhong's harsh tone, she still asked Xiaotao to prepare the herbs. She also knew her priorities and wouldn't harm Ning Que out of selfish motives at this moment. If Ning Que got into trouble, she would be implicated.
"How do you want me to treat you well?"
"Do you like Ning Que?"
"That's right."
Shen Qinghe nodded very decisively.
Open and aboveboard, without any cover-up.
"I'm not the one I like now."
“I liked it when I was in Kunlun Mountain.”
"I thought I was getting too close and annoying him, so he left the mountain. Since he's like this, I chose to give up. Even if it's just friendship among fellow disciples, it's better than being disgusted with each other."
Shen Qinghe murmured softly.
It sounded like he was talking to Lin Xianhong, but also like he was talking to himself.
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