If the situation hadn't been so urgent, Wei Yao and the others wouldn't have chosen to come to Zheng Quchi while she was still recovering from her injury, thus troubling and bothering her.
Before they came, they went to the military medical ward to see Dr. Liao. It was Dr. Liao who treated Madam's injuries, so he was naturally aware of Madam's condition.
He said that the lady was still young and her bones and muscles were much stronger than the average person. This arrow wound would not harm her, but she would need to replenish her blood due to excessive blood loss.
Regarding the treatment of the body, Dr. Liao claimed that he was far less skilled than Mei Ruoling, so they went to find Aunt Mei and begged her to prescribe some blood-nourishing medicinal diets specifically for the lady.
The Chinese herbal decoctions that Madam has been drinking three times a day these past few days, brewed by Brother Sang, were prescribed by Aunt Mei, and the effects have been remarkable.
Today, when they came to pick up the lady, they didn't ride horses as usual, but instead arranged for a comfortable carriage to take her.
They specially laid thick soft cushions inside the carriage and drove at a slow, steady speed, all out of concern for her injury.
In the car, Zheng Quchi specially brought a thin blanket to cover her legs. The soft and light gauze dress was beautiful, but it was a bit too thin. In addition, the cold weather these past two days had made her more susceptible to the cold than most people.
"Have you heard...from him?" she asked softly, her voice hoarse.
All three wore varying degrees of dejection and silence. Those who were supposed to go crazy had already gone crazy, and those who were supposed to be extremely anxious had been suppressed by the pressing matters at hand.
Now they can only accept reality and do everything they can, instead of being defeated, collapsing, and giving up everything.
They also shouldered various burdens, some from their families, some from the state of Ye, some from enemy states, and some from their comrades in the army.
Wei Yao took a breath, suppressing the tightness and suffocation in her chest. She wanted to smile to ease the heavy atmosphere, but her fox-like eyes curved into a bitter and tired arc.
“We’ve sent people to salvage the river. Of course, Julu and Hongsheng had already sent a large number of fishing boats to salvage it before us, but there’s still no news. However, Fu Rong will stay at Huxiao Pass to monitor the situation for the time being.”
Hearing news of Fu Rong and learning that he was safe and sound, Zheng Quchi felt somewhat relieved.
Runtu replied, "No news is good news."
Yeah?
Zheng Quchi looked bewildered. She recalled that time when the sea of fire was on the river, and smoke swirled around it. Although everything was like looking at flowers through fog, she had definitely seen Yuwen Sheng wearing a mask of a deity, whose movements were locked by a launcher used by the Gongshu family, and then he fell into the river with multiple arrows in his body...
If a person with such severe injuries sinks into the river, is there really any hope of survival?
Seeing his wife's distracted appearance, Wang Zebang asked, "Madam, if the general really is gone, what are your plans?"
Zheng Quchi snapped out of her reverie, clutching the blanket on her skirt, and said softly, "I'm not some noblewoman from a prestigious family, nor am I some brilliant and cunning woman. While I'm not unintelligent, my greatest skill is simply fiddling with wood, engaging in production, invention, and research..."
"So, I may not be able to go to the battlefield with you to defend our country in his place, nor can I offer you advice and serve as your strategist in the war... I've thought about it, and all I can do is try my best to protect the General's Mansion and protect you, but beyond that, I may not be able to do anything more."
Upon hearing her words, a complex expression appeared on their faces. After exchanging bewildered glances, the three of them immediately knelt down before her in the carriage, completely submitting to her.
“Madam, that’s enough. As the general’s wife, you can give the entire army spiritual strength and stabilize morale. Moreover, you were able to step forward and bravely take on everything when the general was in trouble or faced major difficulties. You have already done a remarkable job,” Wei Yao said earnestly.
Wang Zebang said with guilt and apology, "Madam, I used to look down on people and often thought you were inferior to those of noble birth, but I was wrong, very wrong."
Zheng Quchi looked at him.
No wonder he always looked down on her before; it turns out he had always looked down on her background.
He continued his confession: “These past few days, we have all been living in dire straits, with one emergency after another. Anyone who knows how to weigh the pros and cons would try to escape and avoid these troubles. But you, my lady, are kind and responsible. Without thinking, you stepped forward and took on all these responsibilities.”
Hmm, she sounds like a really nice person.
After listening, Zheng Quchi understood the meaning behind his words, and then asked in surprise, "Can I still refuse?"
The three of them were stunned: "..."
She sighed, "Oh, is it too late to back out now?"
The three men's eyes widened immediately, and they hurriedly said in a panic, "Madam, you mustn't go back on your word!"
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Back at the main camp, they found several members of the Yuwen family already waiting inside.
The tent flap was lifted, and Zheng Quchi was escorted in by Wei Yao, Wang Zebang, and Runtu. As soon as she appeared, the people in the tent immediately turned to look at her.
This was the first time they had seen Yuwen Sheng's new bride.
My first impression was that I never imagined there would be such a dignified-looking woman in such a remote and impoverished place.
As the saying goes, "Buddha is made of gold, and people are made of clothes."
Zheng Quchi's attire successfully established his position in the Yuwen family's first impression.
She maintained her gentle and dignified demeanor and did not immediately step forward to speak to them. Of course, the Yuwen family members, possessing an inexplicable arrogance, also did not take the initiative to speak.
She walked past the people standing in the center of the tent and strolled to the general's seat in the main tent. After straightening her clothes, she slowly sat down.
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