If Yue Jiang were to travel with the marriage alliance, she would be of paramount importance. If she felt unwell, she could simply be called to stop and rest.
However, Jing Yan was leading the army back to Pingkang City, and he had to consider the overall situation, so he couldn't do whatever he wanted.
Wei You recalled: "Princess Yuejiang is currently in good condition, but her maid Qingke said that since it is Princess Yuejiang's first time going abroad, the journey is long and she often suffers from water and soil incompatibility and needs to eat light food. I wonder if something will happen to her later."
"However, Your Highness has an accompanying physician from the Yue Kingdom, so there is no need to worry too much."
"Understood," Jing Yan waved his hand, signaling Wei You to go back.
Wei You took two steps, but Jing Yan called him back: "Wei You, tell Princess Yue Jiang that I thank her for the medicine."
Wei You: "Yes!"
After Wei You left, the military doctor finished bandaging Jing Yan's wound.
As Jing Yan was about to reach for his clothes, he was startled to see a bright red stain on his fingertip. It wasn't blood, but rather a faint fragrance.
Rong Ying noticed that Jing Yan was staring blankly at the rouge in his hand, and he very understandingly said...
"This is rouge, something a young lady would use. It must have gotten on the ointment Princess Yuejiang gave His Highness by accident."
Jing Yan: How could he not know that this is rouge?
This jar has been used before. Perhaps Yue Jiang had an injury on her forehead, and when her people were applying medicine to her, they suddenly remembered her and asked Wei You to bring it over.
She was actually thinking about him wholeheartedly?
Getting his hands dirty wasn't an option, so Jingyan picked up a gauze pad from the military medical kit to wipe them clean.
Rong Ying stopped him, saying, "Your Highness, military supplies must not be wasted."
Jingyan changed the water bottle to rinse it, and Rongying continued, "Military supplies are a long way to go, they must not be wasted."
Jing Yan hesitated for a while, then beckoned to Rong Ying. Rong Ying leaned closer, and Jing Yan, expressionless, carefully wiped his clothes as if they were a rag.
Rong Ying glanced down at her pristine white clothes, which instantly took on a striking blush color...
She glanced at Jing Yan with a complicated expression; his path in life was indeed fraught with difficulties!
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