Chapter 133: There is no man that Zhuang Shihan cannot get if she likes him
Hearing this, Lin Tingfeng's face suddenly darkened.
He almost gritted his teeth and said, "Could you please stop calling me Your Highness Prince Jin so happily?"
"Are you jealous?" Zhuang Shihan looked even happier. She threw the kettle away and clung to Lin Tingfeng's neck without caring that there were people around.
She smiled coquettishly at him and lowered her voice, "Although His Royal Highness Prince Jin is nice, he's not my type. Compared to that stinky man who's hard on the outside but cold on the inside and doesn't know what's good for him, I'm more attracted to Brother Feng."
Lin Tingfeng was so delighted by her sincere words that he didn't notice that there was anything wrong with them.
But even if he noticed it, Zhuang Shihan was confident that she could coax him out of his anger and continue to indulge in her charm.
For these self-righteous men, she just needs to be gentle and coax them a little, and she will make sure they will be confused.
Thinking of Mo Jinchuan's cold attitude towards her all the way, Zhuang Shihan couldn't help but grit her teeth. While leaning in Lin Tingfeng's arms, she looked at the man with a cold face sitting in a wheelchair not far away, with a determined light in her eyes.
There is no man that Zhuang Shihan cannot get if she likes him!
People who practice martial arts have always had strong perception. Mo Jinchuan noticed the burning gaze over here and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look.
The moment their eyes met, Zhuang Shihan quickly adjusted the angle of her profile, making sure it looked the most beautiful from his perspective, before she revealed a charming smile.
But before the smile on her face could fully unfold, Mo Jinchuan had already looked away.
With that speed, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was as dangerous as avoiding a snake or scorpion.
"Damn it!" Zhuang Shihan's face flushed red, and she was so angry that she hit Lin Tingfeng's chest hard, making him groan in pain.
Hearing the cry of pain, she quickly looked up, her pretty face full of worry, "I'm sorry, Brother Feng, did I hurt you accidentally?"
She lowered her eyes and said with guilt, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have thought about unhappy things when I was so happy..."
Lin Tingfeng paused while rubbing his chest, frowned, and asked, "Did those military doctors exclude you again?"
Zhuang Shihan quickly shook her head, but her expression of wanting to say something but not being able to said it all said it all.
After she was exposed for disguising herself as a man to enter the military camp, several military doctors accompanying her kept clamoring to kick her out, saying that it was against etiquette.
If it weren't for Brother Feng stepping forward to protect her, she would have been driven out long ago, even though she was brave enough to save the lives of several dying soldiers.
But later, these old guys said that her treatment method was too extreme.
joke!
Which is more important, hands and feet or life? This is a truth that even a three-year-old child understands. How could these old guys not know it?
They just couldn't bear to be outdone by a young girl like her, so they deliberately made things difficult for her!
Unable to bear seeing his beloved woman being wronged, Lin Tingfeng said with a gloomy face: "I'll go find them right away."
Zhuang Shihan quickly grabbed him. She noticed patrolling soldiers passing by out of the corner of her eye and said gently, "Brother Feng, calm down. After all, they are all elders and my predecessors. It's for my own good that they occasionally give me some pointers."
"For your own good?" Lin Tingfeng frowned and said unhappily, "You have done so much for the army in the past two years, and the soldiers have seen it all.
Even the Emperor recognizes your merits and intends to reward you. If they really want you to do good, they wouldn't be so troublesome. If you have the ability, show your true medical skills."
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Shihan just sighed softly and said nothing, as if she had been wronged but wanted to keep the peace for the sake of the overall situation.
If any one of the three military doctors was around, he would risk his old bones to jump up and spit in her face, scolding her for lying without blinking an eye.
When the footsteps faded away, Zhuang Shihan quickly turned her head to look at the river, and sure enough, she saw An Yi talking to Song Yanxi.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and she grabbed Lin Tingfeng's sleeve and whispered, "Brother Feng, how about we make a bet?"
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Song Yanxi still felt something was wrong even after she got into the carriage.
As a military doctor, there is no war in the army and she is not needed at the moment, so it is no problem for her to leave for a while.
But His Royal Highness Prince Jin is the commander-in-chief of the army and the backbone of everyone. How could he act so recklessly?
"Why, do you also think that I am ridiculous?" Mo Jinchuan spoke before her.
The words have been spoken by others, what else can Song Yanxi say?
She pursed her lips and said reluctantly, "Your Highness, you are worrying too much."
Seeing her angry but not daring to speak, Mo Jinchuan curled his lips in a good mood and said meaningfully: "I hope so."
He clearly did it on purpose!
Song Yanxi felt a tightness in her chest and was about to argue with him when she saw Mo Jinchuan lightly lift the curtain with his long fingers and said in a calm voice, "Hongsha City is famous for its special color of soil and is rich in fruits and vegetables. Although it cannot compare with the beautiful scenery of the Jiangnan region, it is still quite magnificent.
In recent years, many foreign businessmen have come here because of its reputation. It is said that the city is quite lively at night and worth seeing.
It was rare to hear that he was interested in something, so Song Yanxi couldn't bear to spoil his nature. She glanced at the sky outside, estimated the time, and said, "We won't stay in the city for too long. It shouldn't delay tomorrow's march."
Mo Jinchuan nodded his chin slightly, but said nothing.
Instead, Chang Jiu's excited voice was heard outside.
"Commander Dark, can I really hold a horsewhip?"
An Yi said "hmm", and his tone sounded flat.
But the next moment, the carriage suddenly threw forward violently, and the defenseless Song Yanxi fell forward violently due to inertia.
Fortunately, Mo Jinchuan reached out and pulled her in time, preventing her from falling directly into the carriage.
An Yi's angry voice came from outside, "Who taught you to use a whip like this?"
No one answered, but there was a sound of soft sobbing.
Judging from the sound, Chang Jiu was obviously scared to tears by his shout.
After Song Yanxi sat down, she was about to reach out to pull the curtain, but someone grabbed her wrist.
Mo Jinchuan shook his head at her, signaling her not to worry about it.
Song Yanxi was a little worried at first, fearing that the timid Chang Jiu would be frightened by An Yi and get into trouble, so she kept tilting her ears to listen to the noise outside.
No one could hear the voice, but the carriage, which had been standing still, began to move slowly.
Mo Jinchuan then let go of his hand and said insincerely, "I'm sorry."
Song Yanxi, whose heart was already elsewhere, only realized after hearing this that someone had been pinching her wrist.
She smiled and said "It's okay", and took a look while adjusting her sleeves, and sure enough, her face was red.
Those hands looked white and slender, and at first glance, they were the hands that held a pen, yet they seemed to be as strong as steel.
This wasn't intentional. If it was intentional...
Mo Jinchuan noticed Song Yanxi's small movement of moving away silently from the corner of his eye, pursed his lips and looked away.
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