Chapter 808 – Wanzhou, Homecoming (Part 6)
“Did you get hurt?”
Hui Jun was in a daze, and when she came back to her senses, a sharp pain shot through her fingertip, making her gasp.
Looking down, she noticed a bright red droplet of blood forming at her fingertip.
“Is it a slight injury? Where exactly did you get hurt?”
Hui Jun forced herself to calm down, placing the embroidery needle and the half-finished baby shoe into the embroidery basket, just about to stand up.
“It’s nothing serious, just a little scrape—stay put and don’t run around.”
At that moment, Jiang Pengji approached, her face flushed, drenched in sweat as if she had just emerged from a pool.
As soon as she arrived, the messenger female soldier’s cheeks turned bright red, bowing awkwardly before retreating, leaving Jiang Pengji puzzled.
Hui Jun had only risen halfway when Jiang Pengji stopped her, so she sat back down, but her mouth didn’t rest.
“Did I just hear that the Young Master got into a fight with that brute Fu Wang? Where were you hurt?” If she weren’t so reserved by nature, she would have really wanted to check Jiang Pengji over carefully. Although Fu Wang was a brute, he was strong and built like a small mountain; compared to him, her Young Master looked exceptionally delicate. It was no wonder Hui Jun was worried!
As the weather grew hotter, Jiang Pengji impatiently rolled up her sleeves and pant legs, still feeling uncomfortable.
She took the damp cloth Hui Jun handed her and wiped the sweat off her face, neck, and arms, feeling slightly better.
With a smile, Jiang Pengji said, “Don’t listen to others’ rumors; I’m totally fine, no injuries here!”
Her smile was so pure that even outsiders couldn’t help but be affected, breaking into knowing smiles themselves.
That kind of purity wasn’t just naiveté; it was clarity attained from seeing the world and experiencing much.
“Are you sure you’re fine?” Hui Jun scrutinized, her keen eyes catching the fact that Jiang Pengji’s wrist was a bit swollen compared to usual, and there were some faint finger marks. Yet, under the strong sun, the tanned skin made it less noticeable. “You should put some swelling ointment on it…”
Watching Hui Jun turn to find some medicinal wine, Jiang Pengji felt both amused and helpless but let her do as she wished.
Resting her chin on her hand, Jiang Pengji’s gaze swept over the lively live stream she had been ignoring for a while.
Today’s live stream was still bustling.
After Jiang Pengji and Fu Wang had barehanded their battle, the audience felt the live stream was full of gold content; any clips cut from it could be a martial arts blockbuster. Even better was that they were viewing it from Jiang Pengji’s perspective, feeling a sense of immersion akin to becoming an unrivaled master beating up on children. What made it even more delightful was having a gentle and caring sister nearby tending to them after the action.
The viewers in the live stream couldn’t help but feel envious—why didn’t they have such a gentle and virtuous sister by their side?
“Hmph, even if she’s not as gentle as Hui Jun, I’d settle for just a tenth of her gentleness!”
【Li Wushuang】: The women around me can haul twenty-liter buckets of water up and down like it’s nothing—total tomboys.
【Old Driver Alliance】: So envious of the streamer! Watching live streams every day makes me, a man, want to wave the yuri flag high!
【Shui Mo Nian Hua】: In the live stream, gender doesn’t matter at all! As a seasoned fujoshi, I just want to dive into the embrace of romance!
【Swaying Little Ding Ding】: Hehe, whether it’s romance, *, or yuri, just believe that our streamer can handle it all!
【Love’s Thirty-Six Strategies】: Believe it, of course! Our streamer is the Lord, do you get what that means?
Seeing the chat going down a weird path again, Jiang Pengji couldn’t help but let out a quiet sigh.
Hui Jun helped unwrap the bandages around Jiang Pengji’s right hand, revealing the ugly black mark pressed against her palm and back of the hand, resembling a birthmark.
She sighed, “Even the secret palace remedies don’t work; it’s still like this…”
Every time Hui Jun saw that black mark on Jiang Pengji’s right hand, she felt an involuntary chill run down her spine, while her Young Master seemed completely unconcerned.
Jiang Pengji said, “It’s not from tanning; your whitening powder won’t do anything about it.”
That black mark was the Ninth-Rank Loyalty Talisman; as long as it remained, it would inevitably attract the time-traveling girl.
With a sigh, Hui Jun carefully applied the swelling ointment to Jiang Pengji’s wrist.
As she applied the medicine, she said, “Don’t stoop to the level of that brute. He’s just a rough, worthless rock; you don’t need to worry about a few bumps and scrapes.”
A stone is hardly mourned when thrown, but a unique jade getting a tiny scratch is heartbreaking.
Jiang Pengji nodded, her attention drifting to Hui Jun’s slightly rounded belly, “Conditions on the march are tough, but thankfully you’re still behaving well.”
Hui Jun’s cheeks flushed; her appetite had been terrible lately, feeling nauseous no matter what she ate.
The Young Master told her that there was indeed a child in her womb.
“How can you be sure after such a short time?”
Due to the camp’s rules, Jiang Pengji didn’t wish to disclose Hui Jun’s pregnancy, so she didn’t ask the accompanying Young Doctor to check Hui Jun’s pulse.
Hui Jun wholeheartedly agreed with Jiang Pengji’s discretion.
Regardless of whether Hui Jun was truly a soldier of the female camp, to outsiders, she was just one of the female soldiers there.
The female camp was already especially conventional and difficult, and if rumors spread about a woman in the military being pregnant, how could they still keep their reputation intact?
Unable to consult the Young Doctor, Hui Jun couldn’t figure out if she was pregnant until Jiang Pengji assured her.
Although Jiang Pengji couldn’t diagnose pulses, her mental prowess was exceptional, sensitive to spiritual auras.
She detected a faint spiritual fluctuation from Hui Jun—a trace of new life.
“Overall, we need to be careful; don’t overexert yourself.”
Though they hadn’t been rushing, marching all day was still exhausting, and for someone so early in pregnancy, it could be quite perilous.
Jiang Pengji had Hui Jun ride Xiao Bai, even going so far as to modify the saddle, reins, and stirrups for comfort and lightness, making it seem a bit extravagant. Thankfully, Xiao Bai had a gentle temperament and certainly didn’t cause a fuss, remaining obedient as always.
Hui Jun smiled shyly, her face adorned with a soft expression, almost as if a halo of purity enveloped her.
Seeing this, Jiang Pengji couldn’t help but smile back knowingly.
She sincerely hoped that this moment could be the beginning of a new future for Hui Jun, free from the past’s troubles.
With just ten days before the Lesser Heat, Jiang Pengji finally returned to her long-missed primary base after six months.
After half a year of war and devastation, Chengde County gradually began to revive. Young people who had fled the battles were returning, capturing the end of the spring plowing season. The common people’s faces showed a hint of healthy blush and relaxed smiles.
Fengyi County was bustling with life, the reclaimed fields brimming with crops, a scene full of vitality.
Men and women in the fields worked the land, while children played and laughed.
Cheng’an County, having trialed the “Land Distribution Policy” for the first year, had undergone a transformation; scenes of farming were everywhere.
The once troublesome vagrants had vanished, replaced by industrious common folk toiling in the fields.
