As soon as Zhong Mingyue entered the room, she smelled a strong smell of medicine.

Although I have become accustomed to taking care of the wounded these days, I still shrugged my nose.

When Shi Yanyuan heard what the military doctor said, he was half-sitting on the bed and gently hitting the wall with the back of his head in frustration, not knowing it hurt.

"With your foot injured like that, you don't want your head anymore?"

Shi Yanyuan had injuries all over his body. The injuries on his feet were fixed by military doctors, but blood oozed from his face and hands.

She took the medicine box next to her and started looking for ointment. When she found it, she immediately sat beside Shi Yanyuan's bed, gently pulled his hand to her knee, and blew cool air on the wound while gently

Apply medicine.

It seemed that he was afraid that he would be hurt by being too strong.

Shi Yanyuan's originally irritable mood was slightly relieved, but he still looked helplessly in front of him and said, "Is this really the will of God?"

Zhong Mingyue didn't even raise her head, and even rolled her eyes at him.

"It's obvious that you were distracted and didn't pay attention. Why do you blame Tian? Tian is so innocent."

God didn't distract you either.

Shi Yanyuan's newly aroused melancholy was suddenly brought back to the present world by a slap.

He licked his lips and sighed: "But when will I be able to return to Kyoto City like this? You have seen what the emperor is like these days. If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid..."

While he was talking, Zhong Mingyue had already bandaged the wound on his hand, then looked at the scratch on his cheek, changed a bottle of ointment and continued to apply the medicine.

But he didn't know whether it was because the ointment was too irritating or because Shi Yanyuan's skin was too thin. He gasped as soon as the ointment touched his cheek.

Jiaoqi shouted to Zhong Mingyue: "It hurts."

"It hurts now? You still have to go to the battlefield."

Shi Yanyuan pursed his lips: "Am I not going to be able to get in?"

Zhong Mingyue curled her lips: "Just right."

"What did you say?"

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Shi Yanyuan's mind.

I even think that Zhong Mingyue is expecting him to die in the battle so that he can find other pretty boys?

But you have accompanied him to the prison and suffered so much, so you shouldn't do such a thing, right?

Shi Yanyuan looked a little pale, and looked at Zhong Mingyue with an expression of disbelief.

Zhong Mingyue couldn't help laughing when she saw this, and explained: "I mean, you can rest when you are injured."

These days, in order to speed up the progress, Shi Yanyuan rarely had a good rest. He was fighting with people on the battlefield every day. It usually took two or three days to come back, and the armor on his body was stained with blood.

To be honest, Zhong Mingyue felt a little sorry for him, but at the same time, she felt faintly envious in her heart.

She is skilled in martial arts, it would be great if she could also help him in battle.

But this person felt from the beginning that since she was a woman, she should stay at the rear to take care of the wounded. Although she felt it was unfair, she had no objection.

Because she also knew that there were too many injured people, so it was good that she could make him worry-free.

But now that he was injured and could no longer go to the battlefield, Zhong Mingyue had a glimmer of hope in her heart.

She applied the last bit of ointment to his wound, and when she turned to pack the medicine box, she hesitated: "Yan Yuan, I... want to tell you something."

Shi Yanyuan was originally thinking about how to explain to the emperor's uncle, but when he heard Zhong Mingyue's serious voice, he couldn't help but become serious.

"you say."

Zhong Mingyue packed the medicine box, but she didn't dare to look back at him right away. Instead, she turned her back to Shi Yanyuan, took a deep breath and mustered up her courage and said, "I want to... go to the battlefield on your behalf."

Shi Yanyuan's mind suddenly buzzed, and everything went blank.

All he could hear in his ears was Zhong Mingyue's words about going to the battlefield for him.

There was almost no hesitation: "No."

Zhong Mingyue then turned to look at him. She expected this to be the case, so she was not excited. She just asked him, "If I don't go, who do you think will be there?"

Now there are no redundant generals at Changyong Pass.

What's more, he is still the prince and the backbone of the entire Changyong Pass. Now that the backbone is injured and falls, his morale will definitely be greatly weakened.

How could such an army defeat Nanjue?

But Shi Yanyuan still gritted his teeth and said, "I said no, I just can't."

"Then tell me why."

Shi Yanyuan tilted his head and remained silent for a long time without answering her.

Zhong Mingyue raised her head stubbornly: "Do you think I can't go to the battlefield because I'm a woman? Do you feel from the bottom of your heart that I can't fight like you men?"

Shi Yanyuan raised his eyes suddenly, as if he wanted to explain, but in the end he pursed his lips and said: "You also know that you are a woman, and that is not the place for you to go."

"Where should a woman go? Should she be in the back house?" Zhong Mingyue's eyes suddenly turned red, but she didn't want to be seen by Shi Yanyuan, so she immediately turned around and wiped away her tears.

She turned her head to look at Shi Yanyuan with her peripheral vision.

"Let me make a bet with you."

Shi Yanyuan frowned and looked at her at a loss.

Hear her say: "If I lead the soldiers to defeat Nanjue, you promise me one thing."

After a pause, he calmly turned to look at Shi Yanyuan, with rare warmth in his eyes.

"After this is over, can you let me go?"

Shi Yanyuan's throat seemed to be filled with cement. He stared at Zhong Mingyue blankly, as if mosquitoes had entered his eyes, and he couldn't help but want to shed tears.

He desperately tried to control this emotion, but the more he restrained it, the bigger the feeling became.

It was clear that Zhong Mingyue was smiling and standing in front of him, but Shi Yanyuan felt that she was so far away from him and that she was planning to leave him.

He opened his mouth, and it took him a long time before he finally swallowed: "You... you are the wife of my Ming Media. Where do you want to go except by my side?"

"You can go anywhere."

Zhong Mingyue seemed to have thought of something happy, and smiled softly: "You can go to the desert, you can go to the snow-capped mountains, you can go to the grasslands, there is nowhere in the world that you can't go to?"

She suppressed her smile again: "I don't want to be trapped in that world all my life, and I don't want to be the people and things in the palace day after day. I have too many things I want to see, and I have too many curious thoughts.

If I want to answer it, I have to go take a look, right? Otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life."

"But you and I are husband and wife!"

Shi Yanyuan suddenly endured the pain and stood up. He stretched out his hand tremblingly as if he wanted Zhong Mingyue to hold him.

But Zhong Mingyue looked at his hand and was stunned for a long time.

Finally, he shook his head: "Yan Yuan, have you forgotten? Our marriage contract was given by your father. I have never thought about who I want to marry and be whose wife. I just want to be Zhong Mingyue."

In the end, Zhong Mingyue also had red eyes.

She was crying but looked at Shi Yanyuan and smiled: "So let's make a bet. If I lose, I will admit that I don't have the ability to see the freedom in my heart. But if I win, you let me go,

Okay?"
Chapter completed!