IF Line 3 See through and speak through
A dark-skinned soldier with a bright smile stopped her and said, "Doctor, I pierced my arm with a spear this morning. Please bandage it for me."
Ji Qingwu took a look at his arm and found that there was indeed a scratch on his sleeve. The blood scab had turned dark brown, so it shouldn't be serious.
She said gently: "Okay, wait a moment..."
Suddenly, someone said coldly: "We will practice the nine spear formations later."
The so-called nine spear formations include stabbing the throat, sweeping the shins, picking the armor, and the back-stab, and one hundred thrusts must be completed within one stick of incense.
The dark-skinned soldier wanted to wail, but when he saw that the person coming was General Dingbei, he dared not make a sound at all and took the order and returned to the training ground.
Ji Qingwu's eyes suddenly lit up and he raised the food box in his hand.
"General."
Zhao Mingyan frowned, but still threw the weapon in his hand to the deputy general behind him.
Ji Qingwu quietly retracted the index and middle fingers of her right hand. She didn't know how to make noodles or snacks, she was learning on the job.
Two fingers followed her and suffered a lot.
Aunt Zhang also advised her to just take what the cook made, but Ji Qingwu thought that was not a good idea and it would be better to do it herself.
She deliberately softened her voice: "General, this is..."
In the blink of an eye, she saw that his brows were all wrinkled, and she quickly changed the topic, "I am here to help Aunt Bai deliver breakfast to the general."
Zhao Mingyan's eyes swept from the food box to her face.
"You're lying."
Ji Qingwu felt a little flustered. Could he tell that she was lying?
She paused and said, "Actually it wasn't Aunt Bai who asked me to come here. I came here on my own initiative."
She raised her eyelashes, stole a peek at his expression, and continued, "The things in the food box were also made by me."
Zhao Mingyan nodded, looked her straight in the eye, and asked, "Why did you prepare these for me?"
This question hit Ji Qingwu's heart, and she was prepared.
"I have long admired the reputation of General Zhenbei. I have often heard about the fierce battles during the night raid on Longxi and Shuofang, and how the general was brave and good at fighting. So I thought..."
The more Ji Qingwu spoke, the lower his voice became.
Because the man in front of him had a face darker than the black armor on him. Could it be that he didn't like to hear these compliments?
Zhao Mingyan said coldly: "You've got the wrong person."
Ji Qingwu was surprised and asked, "How could it be?"
Then, Zhao Mingyan strode away.
The deputy general reminded her quietly: "The one who attacked Longxi at night and fought fiercely in Shuofang was indeed General Zhenbei Wei Ting, but this one is General Dingbei."
Ji Qingwu stood there in a daze.
There are two generals in the military camp, so who is her target?
She had to check the system first, but General Dingbei was obviously annoyed by her. What if it was him?
Ji Qingwu decided to take a gamble. Not wanting him to leave like that, she clutched the handle of the lunch box tightly and trotted after him.
Seeing him walking fast, Ji Qingwu shouted, "General!"
"Can't the general tell if I'm lying?"
Ji Qingwu took a few quick steps and blocked his way.
"General, can you tell whether what I just said is true or false?"
Zhao Mingyan walked around her and asked, "What do you want to say?"
Ji Qingwu chased after him and said, "I actually don't know what kind of reputation the Zhenbei General has. I only found out after asking my roommate last night."
"It's all because I thought, I thought..."
Zhao Mingyan stopped and Ji Qingwu bumped into his back. He groaned in pain and hit his forehead on his hard shoulder armor.
"I thought I was the General of Zhenbei."
Ji Qingwu rubbed his dizzy head and nodded.
The cold gaze of the man in front of her seemed to melt a little, and she touched her neck nervously.
Zhao Mingyan's eyes fell on her red ears and asked, "So, why did you approach me?"
Ji Qingwu's eyes flickered and his eyelashes trembled like a palm-leaf fan.
I gave birth to your child, how can I say this?
Seeing that her face had turned pink and red marks had appeared on her fair forehead, Zhao Mingyan took the food box from her hand.
"Go back and apply medicine."
The voice was clear, without any hint of displeasure or annoyance.
Ji Qingwu bumped his head and became even bolder.
In the busy military camp, she grabbed General Dingbei's wristband. The silver wristband was cold and hard, and Ji Qingwu had to use force to hold it firmly.
Zhao Mingyan turned around and stared at her, his eyes darkening.
Seeing his expression, all the generals in the army were afraid.
But this thin arm held him tightly and wouldn't let go. She was obviously afraid, but she still held on to him.
Ji Qingwu raised his eyes, his voice trembling a little: "General, can you apply medicine to me?"
Li Yuzong, who was strolling over leisurely, saw this scene and his heart almost stopped with fright.
Ji Qingwu bit his lip and said, "After all, it was the general who was hit, so you have to take responsibility."
Zhao Mingyan's lips curled up as if he had heard something funny.
"Responsible?"
Ji Qingwu said firmly: "Yes! Be responsible! At least take half the responsibility."
Zhao Mingyan said: "Do you really want me to take responsibility? Don't cry when the time comes."
There was no need to cry about this; she just wanted it.
Ji Qingwu followed him briskly into the main tent.
The environment inside was much worse than she had expected for the commander-in-chief's tent. Apart from being more spacious with a long table for meetings and cases for handling official business, it was no different from an ordinary military tent.
Li Yuzong first helped Zhao Mingyan wash his hands.
Ji Qingwu was feeling nervous and excited. Without waiting for General Dingbei to speak, she sat down in front of the long desk, raised her head and waited for him to apply medicine to her.
Zhao Mingyan slowly wiped his fingers with a wet cotton towel. Seeing her appearance, a smile appeared in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
"You haven't had breakfast yet, or..."
Zhao Mingyan said calmly: "It's okay."
Li Yuzong could only swallow his words of advice and turned around to present the medicine box. Ji Qingwu even stretched his neck to take a look. They were all top-quality medicines for treating external injuries.
She didn't feel any pain before, but now that she relaxed, she felt tightness and pain on her forehead when she raised her eyebrows. It must be swollen.
She placed her hands on her knees, looked up and smiled, "Thank you, General."
Zhao Mingyan lowered his eyes and looked at her, scooped out the paste from the porcelain jar, and rubbed it in his palms to warm it up and knead it evenly.
Ji Qingwu felt more relieved immediately, as it was obvious that the man was experienced. But the moment that big palm landed on her forehead, she no longer thought so.
Not to mention the hotness of the ointment, the calluses on his palms alone made the skin on her forehead sting.
Ji Qingwu couldn't help but cry out in pain: "Hiss... Um..."
She wanted to hide backwards, but he held the back of her neck and straightened her head.
Zhao Mingyan said: "The faster it heals, the better. Otherwise, blood stasis will remain."
Ji Qingwu is not afraid of pain or blood stasis. She has nothing to fear as long as she can complete the task. She must seize this rare opportunity for contact.
It did hurt at first, but then her cries of pain took on a different flavor.
It sounded more like a small animal humming, with the tone sometimes low and sometimes high.
Her eyelashes were still fluttering, and she was deliberately rubbing the inside of his wrist.
Seeing that he didn't react, Ji Qingwu simply leaned his body on his arm.
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