Wu Yanqing wanted to call Jiang Ranli "Li'er", but considering Yin'er, he changed his words. Although he didn't want to think about it, he had to admit that she was the person the Ninth Prince liked, and not someone he could call intimately.
"What Miss Jiang? You should just call me Li'er. Hearing you call me so politely gives me goosebumps. I'm not used to it."
Jiang Ranli spoke before anyone else. She had already felt so sorry for Wu Chengze in modern times. Here, she didn't want to see Wu Yanqing lonely because that would make her feel even more guilty.
Wu Yanqing was delighted with Jiang Ranli's words, but he didn't dare to agree immediately. After all, Yinzhen, the Tenth Prince, and the Fourteenth Prince were all here.
Yinzhen looked at Jiang Ranli and said to Wu Yanqing, "Just listen to her. It's just a name, a code name. It doesn't matter what she's called."
"Thank you, Master Jiu," Wu Yanqing expressed his gratitude.
Jiang Ranli didn't say anything else, because no matter what questions Wu Yanqing asked, the Tenth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince beside her answered before her, so she could only sit there without getting a word in.
After staying in Wu Yanqing's tent for a while, Yinzhen suggested leaving. He was afraid that Jiang Ranli was too tired after just waking up from a coma, so he wanted to take her to see General Wuha as soon as possible, so that she could go back and rest earlier.
"Yanqing, is the injury on your arm serious?"
Before leaving, Jiang Ranli finally found an opportunity to speak and quickly asked about his concerns.
Wu Yanqing was wearing clothes, so she couldn't see where he was injured, but his left arm was wrapped in gauze from top to bottom, and she was very worried.
"It's just a minor injury, don't worry," Wu Yanqing smiled easily and freely.
Looking at him, Jiang Ranli was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "That's good, you should have a good rest."
After saying that, Liuyun pushed her towards General Wuha's tent. Yinzhen originally wanted to walk to her side, but was pulled aside by the Tenth Prince.
"Ninth brother, do you feel that Li'er treats Wu Yanqing differently?" the Tenth Prince whispered.
Hearing this, Yin'er blinked his deep eyes, then tapped the Tenth Prince's forehead with his folding fan in annoyance, "What are you thinking about? Is Li'er not treating you well?"
The Tenth Prince felt pain and covered his head with his hands, looking aggrieved. "Ninth Brother, I was wrong. Li'er is very nice to me. That's because she treats me as a friend. Well, she must also treat Wu Yanqing as a friend, so she treats us the same."
Yinzhen was very satisfied with his answer. He then walked back to Jiang Ranli's side and continued to chat with her. However, he saw that Jiang Ranli was a little absent-minded, with a trace of loneliness in her eyes, but he quickly hid the loneliness deep inside.
He believed in Jiang Ranli and believed that she would eventually like him, but he still felt sad because of her different attitude towards others.
At General Wuha's place.
Jiang Ranli felt very sad when he saw General Wuha with wounds all over his face. Appearance may not be so important for men, but the ancients believed that their bodies and hair were inherited from their parents, and no matter whether they were men or women, no one would be happy if their appearance was disfigured.
"Miss Jiang, don't look at me like that. I have followed His Majesty in his battles throughout my life and have suffered countless injuries. To me, these injuries are just records and experiences, they are nothing."
General Wuha noticed Jiang Ranli's sadness and hurried to comfort her. His voice was bright and cheerful, revealing the boldness and unrestrainedness unique to soldiers.
"Thank you, General Wuha. I am very grateful."
If she hadn't met General Wuha, Jiang Ranli couldn't imagine what would have happened. A simple thank you was too light to express her gratitude, but apart from thanks, there were no other words that could express her feelings.
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