His gaze lingered on Nan Qianyue for a second, then he knelt down behind him, saying, "Your Highness! This humble general has arrived late to save you, Your Highness, please punish me!"
Nanqianyue was completely bewildered. What was all this about? They were still putting on an act!
"Get up." A hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind her.
Nan Qianyue was startled and turned around abruptly, only to see that the man who had been lying on the ground had somehow stood up.
"You...you...when did you wake up?"
The man lowered his gaze to her eyes and said calmly, "When you picked up the stick."
"Your Highness, who is this woman...?" the man in blue asked.
The man raised his gaze slightly, "The one who saved my life."
After saying that, he collapsed again, but fortunately Nanqian Yue caught him.
...military camp.
Inside a tent, Nanqianyue sat blankly on the edge of the bed.
After summarizing the absurd scenes of people, things, and landscapes she had witnessed along the way, she came to a theological conclusion—she had traveled through time.
At this moment, the curtain was pulled open, and a woman in red walked in. "Miss, these are clean clothes, please change into them."
Nanqianyue asked listlessly, "May I ask your name, young lady?"
The woman in red had a heroic air about her, and she crossed her arms and said, "Red."
Nanqianyue was taken aback. "So that man in blue was called Qingyi?"
The woman in red nodded. "Yes."
Nan Qianyue's lips twitched, and she forced a smile. "My name is Nan Qianyue."
The woman in red frowned slightly, her gaze towards Nan Qianyue becoming more inquisitive. "Nan?"
This woman shares the same name as the Prime Minister's lost daughter, and her appearance is strikingly similar to the Prime Minister's wife. Could it be that she...?
"Is there a problem?" Nanqianyue blinked blankly.
Just as the woman in red was about to say something, a soldier's voice came from outside the tent, "Deputy General Hong, Lord Bai wants you to take this young lady to the Marshal's tent."
The woman in red responded and looked at Nan Qianyue, "I'll trouble Miss Nan to make the trip."
...Marshal Battalion Commander.
As Nan Qianyue entered with the man in red, the white-clad man who was cleaning the prince's wounds turned to look at him, his expression clearly showing surprise.
"Young lady, you..."
"Let's treat the prince's injuries first," the woman in red suggested.
The man in white nodded. "Miss, please tell me which herbs were used for the prince."
Nanqianyue panicked a little, "...Is there a problem?"
The man in white hurriedly waved his hand, "No, it's just that this prescription is very effective at stopping bleeding, and I'd like to get some more."
Nanqianyue breathed a sigh of relief, stepped closer to the bedside, and said, "Okay, I'll talk, you write."
As soon as she finished speaking, the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils staring intently at her.
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