There was no movement outside the tent all night, so Lu Qiqi got up early.

When she lifted the tent flap to go out and fetch water to wash up, she saw a soldier holding a basin of water, waiting outside the tent.

"Greetings, Your Highness. The Crown Prince has instructed that hot water be prepared for you morning and evening."

Lu Qiqi first had the soldiers bring water into the tent, and looking at their backs, she asked, "Has the young master returned?"

The soldier who had put down the water straightened up and said respectfully, "No."

"If the village head has no further instructions, I will take my leave."

Having said that, he didn't dare linger for a moment longer and turned to leave the tent.

Lu Qiqi picked up a dry cloth and threw it into the water. The warm water wet her hands. After a quick wash, she carried her medicine box to the wounded soldiers' camp.

When she lifted the tent flap again, the soldier was still standing outside, but this time he was carrying breakfast.

Lu Qiqi asked, "Song Yanqing wouldn't let a man like you take care of my meals and daily life, would he?"

Before she could finish speaking, she looked at the person in front of her, her hands trembling, and said, "Your Highness, you misunderstand. The young master only instructed me to do some rough work. I dare not overstep my bounds."

"I see," Lu Qiqi said, taking the meal from his hand and asking, "What's your name?"

"nineteen."

Lu Qiqi nodded knowingly, "Thank you. If you need to send anything in the future, just call me from outside the tent."

She thought for a moment and then said, "Why don't you put a small table outside the tent? If I come out slowly, you can put it on it."

After I finish eating, I can put my cutlery on it too.

After all, she was an unmarried girl, and it wasn't a good thing for men to frequently come and go from her tent.

Nineteen had no objections to Lu Qiqi's arrangements and obediently nodded.

An Yi's brother told him that this was the future Crown Prince's wife, and that he was obligated to take care of her and ensure that nothing went wrong.

The good days for the twenty brothers from now on will all depend on him doing things properly in front of the Lord of Kang Le and making a good impression.

This is a very challenging task.

Lu Qiqi was unaware of his ulterior motives. Seeing his somewhat naive expression, she didn't think much of it and turned back to her tent with her tray.

After finishing breakfast, which took a considerable amount of time, Lu Qiqi arrived at the wounded soldiers' camp and found two rows of doctors standing outside the tent.

The twelve physicians each carried a medicine chest, and the imperial physician was speaking to them.

"Alright, you all follow Ren Yuan's orders and go to the East Gate to treat the wounded soldiers."

After saying this, the doctors walked out of the tent, preparing to take a carriage to the East Gate.

Lu Qiqi walked up to Physician Ren and asked, "Can I go with them to treat the wounded soldiers?"

When Physician Ren saw that she had volunteered, he was naturally delighted and said with a smile, "Of course, I'll have someone prepare the carriage right away."

"No need for trouble, I'll just ride a horse there."

Imperial Physician Ren was surprised to find that Lu Qiqi could ride a horse. He was taken aback for a moment, then quickly instructed someone to fetch a horse from the military horse camp.

So, Lu Qiqi rode her horse and followed behind the doctors' carriage, and the group hurried toward the East Gate.

At this moment, two people stand on the East Gate tower, overlooking the vast grassland outside the city gate.

For the past two years, the north has not received a drop of rain, and the rainfall outside the pass is not much better than inside the pass, with grass withered and yellow everywhere.

The last rain was half a month ago. If it weren't for the intermittent rains since March, the Tatars would probably have already resorted to desperate measures, launched a general offensive, and plundered the city.

An Jiu walked up to the two men, bowed and clasped his hands in a salute, and said, "Reporting to the young master, the area below the city has been cleaned up, and the number of wounded and dead is still being counted."

Song Yanqing turned to look at An Jiu and said, "This time, the Tatars seemed unprepared, but in fact, they didn't make a single mistake."

Have you received any news from the spies you sent out?

An Jiu looked up and replied, "Not yet."

At this moment, An Yi chimed in, "I have already sent An Qi to meet them, and I should receive the news soon."

Whether it was the glare from the sunlight or the physical discomfort of hearing the news, Song Yanqing's brow furrowed slightly.

After a moment, he said, "Keep a close eye on news from outside the pass, and use people from there if necessary."

Upon hearing this, An Yi and An Jiu exchanged a glance and replied in perfect unison, "Yes."

"Go down."

Song Yanqing spoke calmly, and An Jiu quickly descended the city wall.

After An Jiu left, An Yi noticed a cut on Song Yanqing's arm where the skin had been slashed by a sharp sword.

He spoke up to remind him, "Your Highness, you are injured."

Song Yanqing clearly didn't care, not even glancing at the wound, and said, "It's nothing."

He recalled the Tatar attack on the East Gate yesterday, with a large number of soldiers, mostly cavalry, who launched a fierce and unstoppable assault.

But upon seeing that it was Song Yanqing defending the city, he abandoned the attack without saying a word and quickly rode away.

He clearly knew the defenses of the East Gate very well, but no one expected him to appear so suddenly.

In other words, it was he who disrupted the Tatars' plans for rebellion.

So it seems that the Tatars also had their own people inside the pass, or rather, in military camps.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have known that General Wu was seriously injured and was now bedridden in the wounded soldiers' camp at the main gate of Shanhaiguan.

Song Yanqing said softly, in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Have An Jiu investigate how the enemy found out that General Wu was seriously injured and that the news had been kept secret."

The implication is that there are probably people in the army who are tipping off the enemy.

"Yes." An Yi bowed and accepted the order.

......

At that time, Lu Qiqi and the doctors were already standing outside the camp at the East Gate.

Ren Yuan took the token given to him by Physician Ren and had it checked by the guards.

Lu Qiqi handed the horse reins to the soldier and followed Ren Yuan with her medicine box on her back.

Once their identities were confirmed, the guards allowed them to pass, and one of them led them to the wounded soldiers' camp.

Once the healers were out of sight, the guards began to whisper among themselves, asking about their leader.

"Boss, why are there female doctors here?"

"Yes! Isn't it true that women are never allowed in our military camp?"

The leader of the group of soldiers looked them over and said, "What do you know? That's the Princess of Kangle, a highly skilled physician. His Majesty the Emperor specially sent her to treat our wounds."

"The village head is treating our injuries? That's strange. Shouldn't these nobles all be traveling in sedan chairs, with a dozen or so servants following behind them?"

These words were met with agreement from the surrounding soldiers.

Seeing their shortsightedness, the "boss" sneered and said, "The other day, the doctors from our East Gate all went to the camp to learn the art of suturing."

If it weren't for Lord Kang Le, countless brothers would have been wounded and dragged to their deaths.

The guards nodded, looking like they understood.

Seeing this, the "boss" gave another instruction, "From now on, if you say that there can be no women in the army, go and receive twenty strokes of the military rod as punishment."

Don't forget, our General Qin is also a woman!

After these words were spoken, no one dared to utter a single word in response.

Who was General Qin? He was not someone they could discuss. The guards, who had made a fool of themselves, quickly dispersed and stayed at their posts.