The autumn rain is continuous and everything is withering, which becomes more obvious as you go north.

Combined with the jolting carriage and the unfamiliar climate, the journey nearly took its toll on the two young ladies. A journey that would have taken seven or eight days for a general on a fast horse dragged on for them into half a month.

Yan Miaoling had initially thought that Xuanyuan Mingchen would be unhappy with them for slowing down the army's progress, at least to the point of leaving them on the bench. But who would have thought that upon arriving at the gates of Northern Border City, the prince would personally come to fetch them.

She was flattered to be borrowing the spotlight.

Helping Shen Aoshan get out of the car, he watched the future prince and princess walk side by side, exchanging pleasantries and information...

This prince is truly different. Cold on the outside, warm on the inside, and quite considerate.

Arriving at the General's Mansion in Northern Border City, this became even more apparent. Unlike the typical male protagonist who enjoys abusing the female protagonist, he had already ordered a west wing room prepared for her. While the tables, chairs, benches, and cabinets weren't made of the finest rosewood found in the capital, the sheets, blankets, and curtains were all clean and freshly laundered, a rare sight at a time when the two armies were on the brink of war.

Just when Yan Miaoling was wondering where she should live, she heard Xuanyuan Mingchen calling her, "Miss Ling'er's residence is in the east wing. Please come with me to take a look!"

[Wow, there's still a place for me! Your Majesty, I'm praying for you in my heart, and I guarantee you'll win this battle!]

Thinking of her ability to predict the future, Xuanyuan Mingchen suddenly turned around...

Perhaps due to years of fighting, he has tried hard to appear approachable, but he still has a cold and stern aura that makes people afraid to approach him.

Yan Miaoling was frightened by the look, "Prince, what's wrong with you?" Her oval face was thinner due to illness during the journey. Her big, watery eyes looked even more watery, reminding someone of rabbits hopping around in spring.

Xuanyuan Mingchen didn't say much, looking in the direction of Shen Aoshan, "After you two have lunch, follow me to the city to take a look!"

Starting from lunch, Yan Miaoling officially got into the state.

This is a battlefield, where real swords and guns can kill you at any time.

Seeing them staring at the black steamed buns and refusing to eat, Tie Er tried to curry favor with their master, "Please bear with me! Steamed buns with beef jerky are only given to generals above the rank of commander. We, the common people, only have a bowl of porridge with salty beans."

Shen Aoshan asked, "Has the soldiers' food always been like this, or is it because the war is so intense...that the food supply in the rear is insufficient?"

"Doctor Shen knows that the various procedures of the Ministry of Revenue are very complicated. It is unknown how long it will take from the emperor's order to the grain being shipped here. The prince can only reduce the food standard in advance to save more rations, just in case."

The two sisters exchanged a glance. They all harbored a deep sense of patriotism. They had stored some food, but the bulk was in the capital. Without Jin Xuhe's help, transporting it would be impossible. Furthermore, Jin Xuhe had already received a secret order from Xuanyuan Mingchen to secretly transport food to the border. The system had just given a notification.

They can't do anything for the time being.

The good thing about Yan Miaoling is that if there's something delicious, I can show off as much as I want. If there's nothing delicious, I can still eat and drink well and avoid causing trouble. The two of them finished their meal quickly, then followed Tie Er up to the city wall in their military doctor uniforms.

After greeting each other, Xuanyuan Mingchen asked, "How do you feel about joining the army for the first time?"

I don't know who to ask, of course it's Shen Aoshan, the ostensible master, who has to answer. The heroine's words are full of compassion, great benevolence and righteousness. Such a mind and insight are higher than that of ordinary ladies.

Xuanyuan Mingchen nodded in appreciation, then glanced in Yan Miaoling's direction...

What is the little girl thinking about? The scene brought back sad memories. Why doesn’t she express her feelings?

He was going to lead his men to attack the enemy's tent in the second half of the night. Although he had made all the preparations, he still wanted to know the outcome in advance.

Unfortunately, the more anxious he was, the less Yan Miaoling cared about him.

It was simply because she had been shocked by the continuous stream of wounded and dead soldiers being carried back from the battlefield. Now, from a high vantage point, she could still see traces of the previous battle below the city.

Broken walls and ruins can be seen everywhere. The blood has dried. Arrow feathers have scratched the ancient city walls. The crooked ladders are in ruins. The residual heat and large craters left by the artillery fire...

The soldiers guarding the city were so thin and dark with chapped lips that they were so used to it that they would be happy even if they were given a piece of dry biscuit.

The warhorse stood there, bewildered, its tail swung, snorting in confusion. It wasn't clear whether its master was injured or dead...

Xuanyuan Mingchen is a very busy man, so of course he won't stand here just to listen to a little girl's thoughts.

After the sisters went down, they quickly set up an "operating room" with the help of Tie Er and other military doctors.

The operating room was very simple. Inside the heavy tent, there was a table, a chair, a cabinet, and a simple stretcher.

Yan Miaoling was like a Doraemon, constantly pulling out Shen Aoshan's food supplies from the space, including a medicine box (containing a scalpel and gold needles), anesthetic powder, and other medicines.

Sterile towels, quilts, sheets, gauze and larger gauze pads, etc. However, they were just boiled in hot water, which was the only way available.

The most exaggerated thing was that before leaving, Bai Muchen specially asked someone to help build an operating table that could adjust the body position.

The two sisters packed up everything and put it in place. Without even taking a sip of water, Shen Aoshan gave Yan Miaoling and Ye Xiao, who had just returned from somewhere, first aid training, as well as some simple hemostatic and bandaging techniques.

After finishing everything, Yan Miaoling was exhausted. She didn't even bother to eat the vegetable porridge for dinner. She went straight to her room to take a shower and prepare for bed.

"I love taking a bath, it makes my skin feel good... Lu la la, lu la la, lu la lu la la..." God knows how unbearable it is for a modern person who takes a bath every day.

Even clear water without milk petals can make Yan Miaoling sing with satisfaction...

The uninvited guest encountered such a sexy scene as soon as he arrived, and he felt that it was not gentlemanly behavior and immediately retreated, not wanting to...

[Alas, this wait will take at least six months. Although the God of War is brave, he can't withstand the enemy's external support! According to the progress, the enemy's mysterious man should be arriving soon. If Xuanyuan Mingchen takes the initiative to charge into the enemy camp, it will be dangerous.]

She knows the plot but can't remind them, because the hero must go through this period of being seriously injured and being treated by the heroine in order for their relationship to deepen. Alas, she is just an ordinary person, with a sense of right and wrong, compassion and empathy. Sometimes she really wants to tell everything and save the hero and heroine from suffering.

"System, how much blood will be lost if I remind you?" If it was cheap, she would confess.

The system rolled its eyes. "Don't even think about it! This is a major plot twist. If you change it without authorization, you might faint or even die!"

After hearing what Yan Miaoling said, Xuanyuan Mingchen outside the window immediately sent a signal to the dark.

In the poplar forest outside the city, the long-prepared Ghost Chief was bewildered. Five thousand private soldiers had been alarmed, and now a signal was suddenly sent saying the mission was canceled. Lord, are you kidding me?!

After sending the signal, Xuanyuan Mingchen also felt impulsive. It was indeed hasty to order the troops to remain in place based on a woman's feelings. He was just about to say that he would wait until she finished washing and then go in to ask if it was true, but who knew...

The originally clear bathtub was now rippling with bright red water, and the owner of the fair-shouldered body had fainted.

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