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"I've met him..."
The general's voice was anything but gentle; it was more biting than the cold wind of a snowy winter night.
Zhao Mingyan said coldly, "When have we ever met?"
Why are you even nitpicking? Ji Qingwu quickly changed his words and said, "Greetings, General."
Then she lowered her head, not daring to say anything more, and waited with her breath in her hand.
After a while, a voice as clear as ice rang out again.
"What's your name?"
She honestly replied, "Ji Wu."
After the question and answer, the person in front of them fell silent again.
This time, Ji Qingwu's neck ached, and the sweat from the back of his neck slid down his back, soaking the coarse cloth that clung to his back.
He finally made a move.
He strode away.
Ji Qingwu sighed inwardly, this was nothing like the first meeting she had imagined.
Her prepared feints and tumbles, or her weak and powerless fainting in his arms, were all useless.
To be precise, it's that she didn't dare to carry it out.
This general, who had no heir, had the air of someone who would be beheaded if he approached.
Ji Qingwu was truly afraid that he would break her neck in a fit of anger, or kill her with the sword at his waist.
It seems her plans will have to change.
After the general left, the drill ground gradually returned to its lively state.
Ji Qingwu returned to the southwest corner and forced the remaining millet porridge down her throat. The soldiers ate quickly, and by the time she returned the bowl to the stove, the drill ground was almost empty.
The cook, surnamed Bai, gestured to her, indicating that she should simply place the bowls and chopsticks by the sink.
With bowls piled up so high, when will we ever finish washing them?
Ji Qingwu thought for a moment, and decided that she could take this opportunity to extract some useful information from the cook.
She rolled up her sleeves, scooped up a ladle of well water, and said with a smile, "Aunt Bai, let me help you with this."
The cook grabbed her wrist and said in a rough voice, "No need, no need!"
Ji Qingwu was pulled aside by her, and the cook pointed to several soldiers sweeping in the training ground.
"Rotational duty soldiers, the general will make the arrangements."
The cook spoke through a choked voice, her brows furrowed in pain, and said briefly, "They'll come to wash."
This general may seem aloof, but he's actually quite humane; he'll have rotating soldiers come to help with the work.
Ji Qingwu asked again, "Aunt Bai, did you eat something that upset your throat?"
The cook gestured, and Ji Qingwu understood; it was caused by illness and fever.
Ji Qingwu said, "If you trust me, I can prescribe some medicine to treat you."
The cook's eyes lit up but quickly dimmed. She waved her hand and shook her head. Ji Qingwu wanted to say a few more words of advice to her when someone behind her cleared their throat.
Ji Qingwu turned around and saw that it was the old eunuch who followed the general.
The cook quickly wiped her hands on a rag and stood respectfully by the sink.
The old eunuch said, "By order of the general, women and servants will now eat in their tents, and soldiers will deliver the meals to them."
The cook nodded vigorously.
Before leaving, the old eunuch glanced at Ji Qingwu several times. She was afraid of the general, but not his attendants. She looked up at him with composure and even smiled at him.
If she could build a good relationship with him, it would also be beneficial to her mission.
But the old eunuch seemed to have been burned by her smile and ran away in a flash.
Ji Qingwu looked at his back with a puzzled expression.
According to his message, the woman used to eat outside with the soldiers, but now her treatment has been improved, which is a good thing. She hasn't even expressed her gratitude yet.
Afterwards, Ji Qingwu went back into the tent for a while, but because she had eaten too much that night and had indigestion, she went out again.
At the corner of the granary, she found a secluded spot. Seeing that no one was around, she summoned the system.
"Peanut, I've already met my target."
[Congratulations, host. May I ask what you need me for?]
Ji Qingwu said, "I remember you told me before that you could help me complete the strategy mission."
[Yes, host. This system is equipped with a full range of items. You can click the shop button on the AI to view them.]
Ji Qingwu clicked on it with delight, then exited in disappointment.
She gritted her teeth and said, "You really are a birthing system."
These tools are all related to various secret techniques for conceiving, but none of them are usable at this stage. It seems that success can only be achieved by oneself.
[A reminder to the host: This system's mission is valid for two years. If you fail the mission, you will return to your original world. Good luck!]
Go back to her original world and continue lying in a hospital bed as a useless person? She didn't want to.
Ji Qingwu leaned against the wall of the granary, gazing at the starry sky over the northern border, feeling extremely worried.
She counted on her fingers: two years. Including the months she would spend in town, that meant she needed to get pregnant in eight months at the latest.
With such a man who is cold to the bone...
If we start cultivating our relationship now, it should be enough time.
After self-regulating, Ji Qingwu regained his enthusiasm.
After returning to the tent, she asked Aunt Zhang about the location of General Zhenbei's military camp and communicated with Aunt Bai through hand gestures about the dishes that General Zhenbei liked to eat.
Early the next morning.
Ji Qingwu was holding a food box and lingering at the entrance of General Zhenbei's tent. He had been waiting for almost half an hour, but no one had come in or out of the tent, which was also dark inside.
The soldiers are all training, why hasn't the commander gotten up yet?
Ji Qingwu was puzzled when he suddenly heard a sharp voice.
"Our general is extremely diligent. He went to the drill ground to train the troops as soon as it was light. Judging by the time, it should still be half an hour before he arrives."
The patrolling soldier, who was being held by Li Yuzong, was completely bewildered. He nodded and said, "Yes, Eunuch Li, I just came from over there. The general is still at the drill ground."
Ji Qingwu's ears twitched; it turned out she was late.
Seeing her jog towards the training ground, Li Yuzong let the soldiers go and clicked his tongue twice.
Last night, the Crown Prince summoned the man to the assembled generals and asked for his name.
He clearly saw some soldiers secretly eyeing the beautiful young doctor, and he wanted to warn everyone to stay away from her.
Moreover, upon returning to the main tent, he even gave the order that the women could dine inside—such special treatment…
Li Yuzong's old eyes have seen through too much.
But how did this new military doctor catch the prince's eye?
The news that Ji Qingwu had appeared in the kitchen early in the morning, helping the cook, had already reached him.
Li Yuzong thought to himself that this young doctor was clever and knew she should repay the prince's kindness. But who knew she would run in the wrong direction and end up in front of General Wei's tent.
Fortunately, he was there to keep an eye on things.
The prince has finally found a girl he likes, and no matter if she's a military doctor or a country girl, he'll keep a close eye on her.
Li Yuzong flicked his whisk and leisurely followed them to the training ground.
When Ji Qingwu arrived at the drill ground, morning exercises had already ended, and wave after wave of soldiers were leaving.
Although Zhao Mingyan made a point of asking her name yesterday, some bolder people still came up to chat her up.
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