Chapter 38
The three of them entered the general's barracks. After the door was pushed open, Yun Mian saw her mother leaning on the couch reading a military book.
Yun Mian's eyes lit up, and she asked the system uncle to record her mother's appearance.
The woman leaning on the couch was not disheveled at all. She was still tirelessly wearing heavy silver armor. The bloodstains had been simply washed off, and many scratches from swords and guns were visible on the armor. It was obvious that this set of armor had accompanied the general in countless battles.
"Mom!" Yun Mian called her crisply, nimbly bypassed the uncle who was leading the way, and rushed towards her mother as quickly as a deer.
"Wait--!!" It was too late for the person behind him to stop it.
The deputy general closed his eyes unwillingly, as if he had seen the cruel scene of the general being severely wounded by the little princess.
However, even with his eyes closed and his teeth grimaced, he didn't hear even a suspicious groan in his ears, which forced him to slowly open his eyes in self-doubt.
The expected scene did not appear.
The little princess did not rush over, but stopped not far from the couch, frowning and staring seriously at the blood-soaked cloth strips on the general's body that were wrapped around by the military doctor.
"Mom, you are injured." Yun Mian stated the fact in a low voice. She moved her feet, but did not move forward. Instead, she stepped back a little bit.
Yun Peijin had put down the book in his hand when they came in. Hearing this, he lowered his head to look at the strips of cloth tied around his body and sighed helplessly: "Don't be afraid, little cotton, it's not a particularly serious injury. It's just that the military doctor likes to make a fuss about nothing. He can make a small wound look like it's caused by excessive blood loss."
Trusted deputy general: “…” You said this nonsense without blinking an eye.
Yun Mian also lowered her eyes and watched her mother lie without changing her expression.
Perhaps because she did not speak at the first moment and the two people behind her also remained silent, the barracks was suddenly filled with a strange atmosphere.
Perhaps frightened by the emotions hidden in his daughter's red eyes, Yun Peijin, who had been trying hard to sit upright, soon became weak with a wry smile. After taking a deep breath, he waved to the little girl with red eyes and pursed lips.
"Move forward a little, let me see if Little Cotton has grown up in the past three years?"
Yunmian moved closer to her mother little by little, half-knelt in front of the couch, opened her mouth and was about to speak, but tears began to fall uncontrollably.
"Mom..." The child looked at her with tears in his eyes and a pout, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Yun Peijin: “…”
Yes, it’s a bit unbearable.
She didn't know whether the little girl had grown up or not, but it seemed that she was still as spoiled and crybaby as before.
"Aunt." Yun Chen stepped forward at the right time to interrupt the silent conversation between mother and daughter. He pulled the tearful little girl up from the ground and handed her a silk handkerchief in a familiar manner.
"I received a letter from your father some time ago." Yun Peijin looked at him, and his expression, which was a little helpless about his daughter just now, instantly became calm, and even a little at ease.
She looked at her nephew carefully for a moment, and suddenly asked him: "Have you made up your mind? This is not something you can do if you like it and discard at any time if you don't like it."
Yun Chen seemed to have expected her to ask this question. Without much hesitation, he nodded in response to her inquiring gaze: "Yes, I have already thought about it. On the way to send Xiaomianhua to the border, I saw and heard a lot, and I also thought a lot. That's why I am sure of what I have in mind."
So Yun Peijin smiled gently, endured the tearing pain in the wound, and said softly: "Very good, you are much braver than your father was."
Yun Chen's expression then showed a hint of astonishment, but Yun Peijin obviously would not tell him in detail about Yun Peishu's "lack of courage" at the time.
Looking at his sister who was secretly wiping tears with red eyes, Yun Chen shook his head helplessly and left the space to the two of them.
The deputy general uncle left, and the second brother also went out, leaving only Yunmian and mother in the barracks.
"Little Cotton, come here."
Yun Mian sat on her general's couch, holding her mother's hand. She sniffed, but was still a little afraid to look at the red blood that was faintly seeping out of the cloth.
"Mom...how did you get injured? Who hurt you? When did you get injured? Is it serious? Did the military doctor tell you how to recover from the injury recently?" The little girl grabbed her mother's sleeve, sobbing and shedding tears, while not forgetting to ask about her injuries.
Yun Peijin lowered his eyes and suppressed the smile at the corners of his lips. Listening to his daughter's fierce series of questions, he couldn't help but reached out and gently pinched her cheek, which had not yet completely lost its baby fat.
Yun Mian's questioning came to an abrupt end. She puffed up her cheeks and glared at her mother sullenly.
Yun Peijin smiled and pinched her again, then smiled at his daughter's resentful gaze and said, "It seems that your uncle, the emperor, has taken good care of you, but you are a little thin. Did you not eat well in the palace?"
Even though she knew her mother was deliberately changing the subject, Yunmian, after a brief moment of discouragement, still gently lay in her mother's arms on the uninjured side and quietly recounted what had happened in the past three years.
"Mother, every time you send a letter, you only report good news and never bad news..." Yun Mian couldn't help but condemned: "Several times I saw in the letter that you won a victory, and everyone was very happy, but I was not happy at all."
Yunmian was worried every day because her mother was fighting in a place where she couldn't see or touch.
Especially when she first learned to ride a horse, it was a very short mare. The moment Yun Mian was carried by the guards to ride on the horse's back, she felt so uneasy that she felt like she would fall off at any time. She had no idea what posture she should maintain while sitting on the horse, or how to make herself safer.
Later, she even nearly fell down when the horse started to gallop. Even though she was held firmly by the guards, she was still scared for a long time.
At that time, Yunmian couldn't help but wonder, where is my mother? How long will my mother have to ride the horse at the border? Will she be afraid? Will the horse fall down if there are too many people? Does fighting hurt? Will it bleed a lot? What should I do if my mother is injured?
Yunmian had so many worries that she asked her uncle, her aunt, her elder and second brothers, and even her master Bai Anguo.
The answers they gave were basically the same: How can there be no injuries in war?
The master said that war is a victory or defeat determined by the accumulation of human lives and corpses. Yun Mian is not afraid of war or charging into battle, but she is afraid that those accumulated lives will be hit and her mother's body will suddenly appear one day.
Yun Mian would panic every time she thought of this. She couldn't wait to run out of the palace and the imperial city. She even thought about growing wings and flying all the way to her mother.
Now she finally came, but the first time she saw her mother, the thick cloth on her body hurt Yunmian's eyes.
Warm tears gently flowed across the back of her hand. Yun Peijin lowered his head and gently wiped the tears from his daughter's face with his fingertips. He then reached out and gently patted her arm to comfort her, just like he did when they were little.
“Don’t cry, little cotton. When two armies fight, injuries are always inevitable. But mother promises you that she will protect yourself in the future, okay?” No matter how strong a person is, when facing his or her weaknesses, he or she will be helpless and will lower his or her bottom line, and his or her hard and straight spine will slightly bend.
Yun Mian buried herself in her mother's cold arms. The silver armor was hard, and she couldn't warm it up, but she could smell a unique smell mixed with rich ointment and blood.
She is totally different from the sweet-smelling mother three years ago.
The little princess suddenly sat up, stared at her mother for a few seconds, and said seriously with a puffed face: "I will also go to the battlefield in the future, and I will also come back injured, so that mother will know how much pain Mianmian is feeling right now!"
Threats, naked, childish and extremely effective threats.
Yun Peijin's expression changed again and again, and finally he sighed helplessly: "After I return to the court, I will definitely ask Yun Peishu how he raised my daughter for me."
Three years ago, she was such a well-behaved, soft and cute little cotton ball, but now she actually threatens people. The threat is so direct and effective that she has no choice but to compromise.
There was not much time to reminisce about the past. After specially consulting the military doctor several times to confirm the various precautions that should be taken during the recuperation period for her mother's wounds, Yun Mian had to face a long separation.
She stood under the scorching sun, and even though sweat was dripping down her eye sockets, she endured the pain in the corners of her eyes and did not blink.
"Little Cotton, I'll take you here." The half-grown boy stood beside the carriage, smiled at her against the light, and gently reminded her: "No one will help you clean up the mess in the future, so don't tease others. If there is anything missing or you want, just write to me and I will have someone send it to you."
At this point, he paused and continued, "If you are not used to staying in the border town, or if you miss us, just say a word and we will come to take you home."
Yunmian kept nodding her head. Every time her second brother said something, she would nod obediently in response.
In the past, I always felt that I could recite my second brother's nagging instructions by heart after listening to them so many times, but now, when I listen to them, I am afraid that he will not continue after this sentence.
So she looked at her second brother eagerly under the scorching sun, like a puppy about to be abandoned, looking up at him hoping that he would say more so that he could stay with her a little longer.
But the second brother just patted her head, and there was some reluctance in his gentle voice: "Little Mianhua, I'm leaving. You should listen to your aunt in the border town, and remember not to let yourself be wronged."
He got into the carriage and the curtains fell.
Following the driver's command, the carriage moved forward slowly, and Yun Mian was left behind little by little until they could no longer see each other.
Yunmian was not a particularly strong child. When her mother led the troops to war, she couldn't stop crying in her uncle's arms.
Although she has grown up a little now, but this separation... she still lay in her mother's arms and muttered to herself for a long time and was sad.
"Little cotton, all good things must come to an end." Yun Peijin was annoyed by his daughter's soft and sticky chatter, and couldn't help but reach out to poke her puffy cheeks. "Besides, it's not like we'll never see each other again. Maybe we can win a big victory before the New Year and return home by the end of the year?"
Yunmian felt that she was not comforted at all by her mother.
She crossed her arms angrily, her eyes becoming fiercer. "Mom, you are already so injured. The military doctor told you to recuperate for three months. Three months is not far from the Chinese New Year. How can we win a great victory? I am no longer a child that you can easily fool!"
"Really?" Yun Peijin drew out his tone, and then suddenly let out a soft "hiss" and covered his wound with a painful expression.
Yunmian: “!!”
She was stunned for a moment in panic, then turned around and ran to call the military doctor.
As a result, as he ran out of the door, he keenly heard the uncontrollable chuckle behind him.
Yunmian: “…”
The little princess who just said fiercely that she would not be easily fooled anymore turned around stiffly, stared at someone who was laughing openly, took a deep breath, and then said angrily: "Mother! You are really too much!!"
Amid his daughter's frustrated roar, Yun Peijin instantly stopped smiling, then looked back at her in surprise, with an innocent look on his face: "Little Mianhua, what are you talking about? Who went too far, and how did they go too far?"
Yunmian: “…”
So angry!
Isn't my mother a general guarding the border? Isn't she the eldest princess of the dynasty? Why has she become so childish! !
Yunmian feels that when she was five years old, she was more stable and mature than her mother is now!
The system squatted aside and said to the host slowly: "Mianmian, don't think so. When you were five years old, you were indeed a little more mature and stable than your mother."
The system will never forget the time when Yun Peijin played evil tricks on its host during his time in the Imperial City.
So the fact that Yunmian later liked to play pranks on others for a bad taste actually has some clues, right?
When Yunmian first said that she wanted to stay in the military camp, everyone thought she was kidding. But when Yunmian took out the not-so-formal "imperial edict" that she had begged her uncle the emperor to write, the attitudes of these uncles changed.
They didn't think Yunmian was making trouble, but instead thought that the Emperor of Daqing was making trouble. Some even took advantage of the fact that the emperor was far away and held the imperial edict with their necks stiff and cursed several times, saying "you are making trouble."
While they were cursing, the innocent and young little princess sat obediently beside them. After they finished cursing, she obediently poured tea and water for them one by one, for fear that they would be thirsty and unable to curse well.
As for whether the emperor uncle would sneeze wildly in the palace?
As long as he could stay, his uncle the emperor would definitely be willing to help bear this little crime of "mischief", right?
The uncle who will actively or passively help take the blame is the best uncle in the world!
Yunmian's sensible behavior quickly fooled... calmed down the anger in everyone's hearts, and even made these rough uncles and aunts recognize her understanding and good behavior. They patted their chests and said that they would protect her in the future, and would think of her first when there was anything delicious or fun.
Yun Mian easily stayed in the border army with the incredible identity of an eight-year-old girl. She was even able to lead the 500 soldiers assigned to her by her uncle the emperor.
Half a month later, Yun Mianmian kept his promise and was gloriously wounded.
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
Watch the world smoke through 15 bottles;
10 bottles of Guava Bobo, Nirvana, and Sponge;
Crazy 3 bottles;
ohnmd, 2 bottles of Aaa;
East ear in the north, AmberTeoh 1 bottle;
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