Lu Qiqi sat down with her back to the tent entrance and heard different footsteps entering the tent, guessing that there was more than one person coming.

Before she could turn around to look, the nineteenth prince sitting opposite her suddenly stood up, cupped his hands in a salute, and said, "Your Highness."

Lu Qiqi turned around and saw Song Yanqing, dressed in armor and with a steel sword at his waist, standing three meters away from her.

As soon as Song Yanqing untied the thin rope at the front of his collar, An Yi, who had a keen eye, stepped forward and removed the black cloak from his body.

Song Yanqing raised an eyebrow. "What are you going to do with so much cotton?"

Lu Qiqi explained, "These cotton balls are easy to soak in alcohol to disinfect and treat wounded soldiers, and they also save some alcohol."

Song Yanqing walked to the dining table and sat down. He poured himself a cup of tea and drank the warm tea in one gulp.

Lu Qiqi looked at the teacup she had drunk from, which was now in Song Yanqing's hand. She had wanted to remind him, but Song Yanqing probably hadn't drunk water in eight hundred years, so she didn't even have time to say anything.

To avoid making things awkward for everyone, Lu Qiqi decided not to remind them.

She wasn't going to remind her, but Nineteen saw it all clearly.

After his initial shock, Nineteen said in disbelief, "Your Highness, the cup you used was just used by the Princess of Kang Le."

Song Yanqing, “…”

Lu Qiqi, “…”

In an instant, Lu Qiqi seemed to see a herd of alpacas galloping past in front of her.

She thought to herself: Thank you so much.

The two parties remained silent, and an awkward atmosphere permeated the tent.

After An Yi gave Nineteen countless glances, Nineteen finally noticed and belatedly realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Lu Qiqi felt uncomfortable in this awkward atmosphere, but fortunately, the cotton balls were almost ready and would last her for a while.

The remaining cotton can be rubbed by Nineteen.

She said, "Nineteen, I'll take these cotton balls first, and I'll leave the rest of the cotton to you."

After saying that, she quickly gathered up the black cloth under the cotton ball, packed it up like a military pack, and carried it out of the tent.

Before Shijiu could react, Lu Qiqi was blown away like a gust of wind, leaving only the swaying curtains behind.

Song Yanqing toyed with the teacup in his hand, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

An Yi, standing behind him, even noticed that the tips of his young master's ears were slightly red.

What's wrong with this world?

Even a thousand-year-old iron tree can be interested in women?

Before An Yi could fully process this earth-shattering secret, the shouts of Physician Ren could be heard outside the tent.

The voice came from afar, and the words were spoken breathlessly.

The three people inside the tent all heard the commotion.

Song Yanqing put down his teacup, glanced at An Yi out of the corner of his eye, and ordered, "Go out and take a look."

"yes!"

An Yi accepted the order and quickly walked out of the tent.

Nineteen didn't sit idle either; he quickly tidied up the cotton on the desk so that it wouldn't be needed if there were important matters to discuss.

Lu Qiqi's tent was next to the main tent, so the imperial physician Ren's shouts naturally did not bypass her.

She had just put down the cotton ball when she heard shouts outside the tent. She rushed out of the tent, eager to know what had made Physician Ren so flustered.

However, she was a little slow. When she ran out of the tent, she saw Ren Yuan running behind the imperial physician.

Good heavens, this seems to be a big deal, as it has forced Imperial Physician Ren to run even faster than young Ren Yuan.

Since the matter involved the wounded soldiers' camp, Lu Qiqi couldn't just sit and wait to die. After all, if she wanted to return to Tianxin Village as soon as possible, she needed the wounded soldiers' camp in addition to driving the Tatars back to their lair.

Therefore, she could only put aside the slight embarrassment she had just felt and headed back to Song Yanqing's tent.

Lu Qiqi lifted the tent flap, blinked twice, and after Song Yanqing nodded to let her in, she quickly went inside.

Song Yanqing was sitting in a round-backed chair, flipping through an account book. After only two pages, he frowned.

After a moment, he closed the ledger and looked at Physician Ren, saying, "Tell me about your inventory of the medicinal herbs."

"Oh," Physician Ren wiped the sweat from his run with his sleeve.

He recalled what had just happened and said, "This morning, my son and I counted the medicinal herbs, and all the herbs in the ledger were accounted for."

I never expected that half of these medicinal herbs would be bamboo leaves!

Using bamboo leaves as a substitute for medicinal herbs? In all my years in the wounded soldiers' camp, I've never heard of such a thing!

Half of them were leaves!

Upon hearing this, Lu Qiqi was both surprised and furious.

Surprisingly, such a thing happened with the medicinal herbs sent by the imperial court.

But after the initial shock came a surge of anger. Only a heartless person would send bamboo leaves as medicine to the wounded soldiers' camp in the border town while the soldiers were charging into battle!

Everyone present shared the same thoughts as Lu Qiqi.

Upon hearing Physician Ren's words, Nineteen muttered, "This isn't the first time something like this has happened. Didn't the grain rations last time also have rice husks stuffed in them?"

Originally, after Physician Ren finished speaking, the tent was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, so every word Nineteen said reached Lu Qiqi's ears.

This made her suddenly look up at Song Yanqing, wanting to hear what solution he had, or how he reported the use of rice husks as food to the court.

Upon hearing what the Nineteenth Physician said, his face instantly paled.

It's truly rare to see such a complexion on the face of someone who spends most of their time guarding the border, looking as if they've been soaking in soy sauce.

His lips trembled slightly, and he patted his thigh, looking dejected and frustrated. "This is it. Medicinal herbs are different from food. When we didn't have enough food before, we could use the grain from the military camp's granary to tide us over."

But we can't conjure these medicinal herbs!

Lu Qiqi's indignation reached its peak instantly; these corrupt officials had gone too far!

Food and herbs are the foundation for border soldiers to guard the city gates. If even these two things are embezzled or falsified.

How can the soldiers who are stationed on the border and unable to return home to reunite with their families have confidence and unwavering faith to continue fighting the war on the border?

Once the morale of the army collapses, the city gates will fall, and if the situation worsens, the dynasty will be overthrown!

She said, "Didn't anyone report to the emperor that rice husks were used to replace grain before, and that officials in the Great Jin Dynasty who dared to abuse their power for personal gain right under the emperor's nose should be severely punished?"

After these words were spoken, the tent fell silent.

Even the voice of the Imperial Physician Ren, who was squatting on the ground patting his legs, abruptly stopped, filled with distress and resentment.

The eyes of everyone in the tent, with a silent understanding, all turned to Lu Qiqi.

Seeing everyone's gazes, she was a little confused and asked, puzzled, "Did I say something wrong?"