The Wife is First - 54Chapter 54 Yangchun Noodles

Jing Shao hugged the person in his arms tightly. The scene in the prison in his previous life kept reappearing in front of his eyes, making him afraid. If he took one step too late today, his Jun Qing might become a ghost under the knife.

“Your Majesty, the military doctor is here.” The right guard dragged the military doctor and ran in in a panic. Then he saw the military advisor leaning on the prince’s arms. This posture was so ambiguous!

The left guard also walked in. Seeing the right guard who was struck by lightning, he hurriedly poked him with his elbow.

When Mu Hanzhang saw someone coming in, he let go of Jing Shao’s hand.

Jing Shao raised his head and glanced at the military doctor: “Don’t come here yet!” Since the prince was going on an expedition, the imperial hospital specially assigned a younger imperial physician to accompany the army, so he could barely trust the medical skills of this military doctor.

“Yes!” The military doctor hurriedly stepped forward, put the medicine box aside, looked at Mu Hanzhang’s condition, and reached out to pull his shirt.

“What are you doing!” Jing Shao grabbed the hand that was reaching for his princess’s chest and said with red eyes.

“Your Majesty… Your Majesty, I… you have to open your clothes and look at the wound.” The military doctor was startled and stuttered when he was stared at by King Cheng like this.

When Jing Shao heard this, he immediately became unhappy and wanted to show his princess’s body to others! But there was no other way. Healing the injury was the most important thing. He took a deep breath and raised his hand to untie the clothes of the person in his arms.

“Hiss…” There was naturally a big tear in the clothes at the wound. The blood and the clothes were already stuck together, and it would hurt when he pulled. Mu Hanzhang couldn’t help but take a breath.

Jing Shao immediately didn’t dare to move. He carefully picked up the tattered fabric and tore it open with a sharp sound. He quickly peeled off the clothes on his shoulders, revealing his shoulders that were stained red with blood. But he saw a three-inch long wound winding from his shoulder to his collarbone, and blood was still coming out, looking quite ferocious.

The military doctor was intimidated by King Cheng’s aura and did not dare to take action, so he came closer and took a closer look: “Prince Qi, fortunately he escaped in time. This knife wound neither injured the muscles nor the internal organs. Please bandage it with medicine.” But.” There were no good medicinal materials in this military camp, and they were not those delicate relatives of the emperor, so he did not mention prescribing blood-enhancing decoctions or the like.

Jing Shao looked at the pale handsome face of the man in his arms and felt extremely distressed. The wound was so big and he would have to march in a few days. The road was bumpy and it would definitely not heal well.

When the military doctor saw that the prince had no expression, he took out the golden sore medicine for stab wounds from the medicine box.

“Ask the guards to get a basin of hot water, and you all can get out.” Jing Shao grabbed the medicine directly, without giving the military doctor any chance to apply the medicine, and waved them away.

Gently putting the person in his arms back on the bed, Jing Shao got up to get something, and saw the guards on the left and right standing there like two big wooden stakes. His face suddenly turned cold: “The camp is in chaos now, you two What are you still doing standing here?”

“My subordinates, please retire.” Zuo Hujun immediately confessed, dragging the right guard and walked out.

“Xiao Zuo, why do I feel that something is wrong between the prince and the military advisor? Well, there is something wrong.” You Hujun scratched his head in distress.

Zuo Hujun glanced at him and dragged him forward.

“Hey, why are you ignoring me?” The right guard tried to kick the left guard’s butt as he walked, but his arm was pulled, and his legs were too long to move over.

“The prince can hear you when you stand here and speak.” Zuo Hujun said expressionlessly.

“Ah!” The right guard screamed, speeding up his pace and pulling the left guard away quickly.

Jing Shao soaked a piece of soft silk with warm water and carefully wiped away the blood around the wound. Instead of using the medicine given by the military doctor, he took out the sapphire vial. Applying this medicine will not increase the pain and will stop the bleeding quickly.

“Don’t you still have a medicine from the Western Regions? Use that one.” Mu Hanzhang raised his uninjured right arm and blocked Jing Shao from opening the bottle. The war was tense and camp would break out at any time. Although this medicine was good, it would not speed up the healing of the wound. He remembered that the medicine Jing Shao gave him to treat his lower lip on their wedding day could heal the wound quickly, so it would not affect the march.

“No!” Jing Shao refused without thinking, washed his hands in warm water, poured the clear ointment from the sapphire bottle on his fingertips, and applied it gently to the wound, “That medicine will increase the pain several times. You can’t stand it.

The cool ointment was applied to the injured area, which immediately relieved the burning pain. Mu Hanzhang closed his eyes slightly and took a breath.

Jing Shao leaned over and placed a soft kiss on the side of his face. He suppressed the sourness in his eyes, wrapped up the wound skillfully and quickly, and covered him with a quilt.

Mu Hanzhang turned his face and saw Jing Shao’s distressed eyes: “I’m fine, go and do your work.”

Jing Shao held a hand outside the quilt and rubbed it slowly over and over again without getting up or speaking.

He never felt that everything would be under control once he was reborn, but what happened now was due to his overconfidence. Now that the San Francisco War has been advanced three years, many things will be different. The relatively young kings of Southwest and Southeast will have different thoughts and actions. Just like the archers and horsemen today, they were the secret treasure of the Southeast King. It was really beyond his expectation that they were willing to lend them to the Southwest King in this life.

Jing Shao put the back of his hand to his face. The world and the throne were no longer what he wanted. In this life, what he really wanted was to stay with Jun Qing forever. If he lost this person, it would be impossible to live again in this life. has no meaning?

The softness in his palm suddenly grasped his own hand. Jing Shao came back to his senses and looked up at him.

Mu Hanzhang looked at Jing Shao who was so depressed, like a wounded little animal, holding on to the only thing he had and refusing to let go. He couldn’t help feeling a little distressed, and raised his lips slightly: “Go and help me find Xiao Huang.” , there was a chaos of war just now, don’t get lost.”

Jing Shao forced a smile and nodded, got up and went out to find the little tiger. Jun Qing had no idea how heart-wrenching his smile was with those bloodless lips.

It took him a long time to find the little tiger cub hiding in the crack of the box. Jing Shao shook off the gray dumpling in his hand in disgust, threw it to Xiao Bing to give it a bath, and went to handle the affairs of the camp himself.

After carefully examining the clothes and weapons on the corpses of the cavalry, Jing Shao was sure that they were from the Southeast King. It’s understandable to raid the camp while the army is out, but why they want to target a budding military strategist is very puzzling.

“No one left alive?” Jing Shao frowned.

“Those archers and horse soldiers are too powerful, we can’t keep them at all.” The right guard still felt frightened when he thought of the knife attack on Chao Jin. He could still see that desperate style of fighting, exposing all the openings just to kill people. .

“Repair the camp tent carefully, build another layer of defenses outside the camp, and add a patrol at night.” Jing Shao took the casualty and loss statistics handed over by the left guard and waved for the two of them to go down.

The guards came in to deliver the tiger cubs to dry. After Jing Shao looked at what he had in his hands, he picked up Xiao Huang and returned to the king’s tent.

The person on the bed had already fallen asleep, and the sunset reflected on his face through the curtain. He was still a little pale, perhaps because of the pain in his wound. Mu Hanzhang did not sleep comfortably, frowning slightly,

“Wow!” The little tiger who had been tossing for a long time shouted excitedly when he saw his master.

“Shh…” Jing Shao slapped the little tiger’s head to silence him, but the hairy dumpling in his hand couldn’t understand at all and struggled to get on the bed.

The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, looked at the two guys competing with each other, couldn’t help but smile, and slowly sat up.

“Don’t move!” Jing Shao hurriedly stepped forward to support him. The little tiger jumped onto the bed, rolled on the quilt, and jumped onto Mu Hanzhang’s lap to grab the quilt.

Not long after, the food delivery boy came in with two bowls of noodles: “Military advisor, the noodles are ready.”

“Why do you want to eat noodles?” Jing Shao raised his eyebrows. He remembered that Jun Qing liked rice and didn’t eat noodles very much. A bowl was brought over, and Mu Hanzhang went to take it, but he avoided it, “I’ll feed you.”

Mu Hanzhang blushed immediately: “The injury is on the shoulder, it’s not a problem.” He is already twenty, how can he still be fed!

“No,” seeing that the pale face finally had some color, Jing Shao couldn’t help but feel better. He smiled and picked up a chopstick of hot noodles and brought it to his lips, “Eat it while it’s hot.”

Mu Hanzhang had no choice but to open his mouth and take a bite, and then watched helplessly as Jing Shao ate his half-bitten noodles.

“Your Majesty…” Mu Hanzhang looked at him blankly.

Jing Shao happily rubbed it on the face of the stunned princess, and then continued to finish the bowl of noodles in one bite. Although it was just Yangchun noodles cooked with green vegetables, Jing Shao felt that it was the most delicious noodles he had eaten since childhood.

When the little tiger in his arms saw someone eating, he stood up by Jing Shao’s arm and stuck his furry head into the bowl. Jing Shao stuffed half a noodle into the tiger’s mouth. The little tiger chewed it and spat it out in disgust.

Night fell, and due to today’s chaos, the military camp was not completely quiet yet, and everywhere was still busy.

Mu Hanzhang lay in Jing Shao’s arms, frowning slightly. The wound was so painful that he couldn’t sleep at all, so he slowly sat up.

“Jun Qing, what’s wrong?” Jing Shao felt hollow in his arms and woke up immediately. Seeing that the person next to him was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat up.

“Can’t sleep, let’s go for a walk by the river.” Mu Hanzhang said as he got out of bed and got dressed, hanging the jade flute around his waist.

Jing Shao was stunned for a moment, afraid that he would touch the wound, so he hurriedly went over to help him put on his coat. Although I don’t know why my princess wants to go to the river to enjoy the breeze in the middle of the night, I am also confused in my mind that I can’t sleep well, so I might as well go for a walk.

The camp has always been built near the river, with a small river behind it. The moonlight shines on the shallow water, and you can clearly see the pebbles on the bottom of the river.

The two of them walked hand in hand by the river for a while. Cold sweat broke out on Mu Hanzhang’s forehead and he had to sit down on a stone.

Jing Shao touched his sweaty forehead: “Don’t leave anymore. Sit down for a while and I will carry you back.”

Mu Hanzhang took a breath, raised his head and smiled, “Do you know what day it is today?”

“What day?” Jing Shao was stunned, looked up at the waning moon in the sky, and couldn’t remember that today was the day.

Mu Hanzhang smiled without saying a word and took the jade flute from his waist: “Let me play a tune for you.”