Fu Zhong was rescued, but he sleeps in the tent every day. His injuries are severe and he needs to recover properly.
The woman rescued from the Da'an military camp was the daughter of a high-ranking official from Dongyu, who had been abducted to the military camp.
She has been taking care of Fuzhong for the past few days. Qingsong and the soldiers next to her wanted to help, but she wouldn't let them.
"How should I address you?" Qingsong asked.
The head maid came to bring her food, and the woman was slowly feeding Fu Zhong water with a spoon. The eunuch lying on the bed had slightly chapped lips, but his complexion was fine and no different from that of an ordinary person. The military doctor said that he would wake up in a few more days.
"I won't say my name. My family is all gone, and all that's left is me, this unclean person. It would be a disgrace to my family if I were to say it out loud."
The woman forced a bitter smile, which turned into a very ugly one.
"Of course! You killed their general. You're really something. Don't worry, your family will be proud of you even in the afterlife."
"Eat more food, you're too thin."
The woman nodded, and Qingsong sat down next to her.
"You take such good care of him, what if he dies?" Qingsong asked.
The woman thought for a moment and then spoke first.
"I heard from that general that he was a eunuch. Did you come from the palace?"
Qingsong nodded.
"Then I'll marry him."
"ah?"
The head maid sitting to the side was completely bewildered. What was all this about? Fu Zhong hadn't even played the hero and saved the damsel in distress, so why did you marry him?
“I said I would marry him while holding his memorial tablet, and then adopt a son so that someone would burn paper money for him during festivals.”
Fu Zhong tried his best to open his eyes, but he was too weak to move. The two darlings in front of his bed were eating heartily.
"Will he find me disgusting? I'm not clean anymore."
The woman's voice was flat and devoid of tone, like a stagnant pool.
But she was unwilling to die like that.
When the city fell, her parents held her hands and said...
"Live on, live well, strive to live, and make sure to live out your parents' share of life."
So she can't die, or she'll have no face to face her parents.
"No, you can't, don't you mind that he's a eunuch?" Qingsong continued to ask.
The woman shook her head in response.
"Don't look down on him. He's brave and resourceful. Why look down on him for such trivial things?"
"Some people are physically healthy, but what they can do doesn't qualify them as men."
“He’s different; he’s the kind of person I wanted to marry when I was a child.”
Before Dongyu fell, she had a fiancé. Even though her parents had already put her in the carriage at her fiancé's house to escape, he still pushed her out.
In the face of life and death, what do emotions matter?
Fu Zhong didn't have any affection for either of them. In fact, they met for the first time under such harsh conditions, so how could there be any love between them?
But if Fu Zhong dies, the woman's plan is not bad.
The eunuchs in the palace take the matter of offspring very seriously. The more they lack something, the more they want it. Who doesn't have a few adopted sons?
It seems that every chief eunuch in the palace has one under his command, but Fu Zhong is the only one who doesn't.
—Click.
It was the sound of a teacup shattering.
Fu Zhong used all his strength to push the teacup by the bedside, making a slight noise.
The man opened his mouth, like a fish just pulled from the water.
The woman put down her chopsticks and put her ear to Fu Zhong's mouth to listen to what he had to say.
"Hungry, need food."
The eunuch on the bed spoke in a weak and hoarse voice.
"He's hungry, I'll go get him something to eat."
Qingsong stood up and said
"I'll go."
The woman shook her head, lifted the curtain, and went out.
Fu Zhong's ears were bright red on the bed. Qing Song sat down beside him with a smile and said...
"You heard everything I just said? You actually have moments of shyness?"
Fu Zhongqi is so angry, he can't even talk back now.
There were quite a few palace maids in the palace who wanted to have a romantic relationship with him, but this was the first time I had seen someone so straightforward.
"Just eat this plain porridge and minced meat. You'll be able to eat something more nourishing in a few days."
With Qingsong's help, Fuzhong sat up and tried to reach for the bowl and chopsticks, but his hands were shaking so badly he had Parkinson's disease.
“I’ll feed you,” the woman refused.
Fu Zhong kept winking at Qing Song, "Come and feed me right now! You know what I just heard, yet you're still watching the show."
The head aunt was also in full armor in the military camp, which made it inconvenient for her to serve others, and she didn't want to interrupt her colleague's embarrassing moment.
"I'll go and wake up our mistress and tell her you're awake."
"Thank you for your trouble. Please take good care of him. I'll come back in a bit."
The woman nodded, ignoring Fu Zhong's resentful little eyes, and put a wooden spoon into his mouth.
Fu Zhong's criticism made me want to vomit.
"I'm sorry, I've never fed a living person before, so please bear with me."
No, sis, have you never helped someone change their major before?
It's practically shoving into my throat.
After the woman fed him a few times, she found a rhythm, and Fu Zhong's mouth never stopped, feeding him spoonfuls of porridge and spoonfuls of minced meat.
The tent flap was lifted, and Xiao Lanhua and her brother led Xue Cheng in. The female general was wearing a flower in her hair.
While Fu Zhong was in a coma for the past few days, Xiao Lanhua led his men to break through the encirclement, and Xiao Lanyi led his men back to Dongyu. Now is the time to deal with the remaining remnants in the city, otherwise these people wouldn't be so idle.
"You're finally awake," Xiao Lanhua said.
Fu Zhong nodded to the woman. He also thought he was gone. When he opened his eyes, he thought he had arrived in the underworld.
But the sound of Qingsong pulling peanuts that I heard didn't sound right; she couldn't have died along with her, could she?
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