Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

Xiuhua comforted him, "Master, don't worry. Lord Si Ling of Yu State said that he felt guilty about this matter and would go to pick up the son-in-law and the young lady in person. If he goes in person, nothing will happen."

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows upon hearing that and tried to prop up his body, but he had no strength at all. He just twisted a bit and collapsed on the bed without struggling at all.

"Oh, Si Ling still has some conscience. The others have all run away."

"Yes, but before they left, they left something for the master, saying it was to nourish your body. If you need any herbs, feel free to write to them and they will do their best to send them to you."

Hearing this, Jiang Li immediately changed his tone: "...Not bad, you are worthy of being together through life and death. This little thought is nice. When we go back, after the imperial physician examines us, we will ask them for the most expensive medicine. If it's not enough, we can ask them for it."

Xiuhua was at a loss for words for a moment. It was already this late, but her master was still thinking about her. "Master, don't worry. I know what to do. I will definitely shave off as much as I can."

"Well, that's what I should do. I'm doing this for the people of the world. It's not enough for them to just be grateful. They need to show some appreciation. I can't bear everything. I don't know if this injury can be cured. Naturally, I have to be nicer to myself."

in a few days

Mo Yuan, holding a child, quickly came to the general's residence, followed the servants to the backyard, looked at the door that was so close, walked over quickly and pushed it open, his eyes fixed on the figure on the bed, and approached step by step.

His voice was trembling: "My wife, your husband has brought Chuchu here, your injury..."

A hand stretched out, covered with cracks, which looked shocking. When Mo Yuan saw the hand, he felt as if his heart was being gripped by a big hand, and it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

Jiang Li cleared his throat and waved his hand: "Wait, let me adjust my mindset. I look a little scary right now. Okay, I admit that I don't know a thing, but I look very scary. You should be mentally prepared."

"If you get scared to death, I will be irresponsible."

Mo Yuan opened the curtain, and their eyes met. His gaze fell on the face that was torn like a spider web. His eyes were full of pity, and his pupils instantly became moist. He sat on the bed, stretched out his hand and held the person in his arms.

"It's because I'm useless that my wife has to endure this kind of suffering."

Jiang Li saw no fear or disgust in his eyes, only a slow feeling of heartache. His heart warmed up, and he spoke softly, "It's okay. Those who are entrusted with great responsibilities always bear more than others. This is the price you have to pay."

"Being alive and having a good outcome is more important than anything else."

There was a swaddling cloth between the two of them. Little Chuchu's eyes rolled around, and he began to babble. He stretched out his little hands, trying his best to get the adults' attention...

Hearing the voice, the two came back to their senses, let go of their hands and looked down. They met the little guy's dark eyes and grinning face, which completely melted Jiang Li's heart. He reached out his hand for a hug.

Mo Yuan looked at the scars on her body and was a little worried: "Chu Chu is a little bit serious, my lady, please be careful when holding her, don't touch your wounds and make them bleed. I will apply this ointment for you, and you can try to see if it works."

Jiang Li shook his head and refused: "No, all these scars of mine were caused by energy. The wounds are already dead and it is difficult to heal. The only possibility of healing is the healing energy of Chuchu."

"But she is too young now and cannot control this energy..."

"It's okay. I just look at it in a scary way now. The wound won't break easily again. Wait a few more years until Chuchu grows up, and then try to treat it. If it really can't be cured, it's okay as long as you don't mind."

Mo Yuan lowered his head, his silver hair falling down: "No, I will just feel useless. As for this hair, as long as my wife doesn't mind seeing it getting old, it's fine. I can't change it back."

Jiang Li held his hand, and they smiled in tacit understanding, enjoying the rare warmth, until the little one in his arms began to babble in protest. Then he looked away, smiled, reached out his hand, and gently touched her little nose.

Her eyes were full of pity: "The little guy is so good. I haven't seen him for so long. I miss him so much. Come on, give him a kiss."

The little fellow cooperated and smeared Jiang Li's face with saliva, still giggling, with clear and innocent eyes, and a delicate and exquisite appearance, just like a lucky doll, which made people very happy when they saw it.

The cool feeling on his face made Jiang Li realize that he must have been covered in saliva. He smiled nonchalantly, "Oh, you are so capable. Our Chuchu's saliva is so cool and comfortable. Come on, give me another kiss."

Mo Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, watching the fighting mother and daughter. The corners of his mouth were raised but he couldn't suppress it. His eyes were smiling and his gaze fell on her cracked face. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the cracks seemed to be smaller.

He moved closer and looked carefully, as if he was confirming something.

Jiang Li subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face: "Well, isn't it a bit scary? If you are not used to it, don't look at it. It's okay. I won't be angry. After all, who likes to see cracks?"

"...No, I feel that the crack on your face seems to have become smaller. It's right here. Do you feel it?"

"This one seems to be a little itchy. I thought it was Chuchu's saliva."

Mo Yuan pondered for a moment, looked at the giggling baby, and said seriously: "Maybe, it really is Chuchu's saliva. My wife said before that Chuchu's ability is healing, so her saliva, tears, and blood can naturally heal."

"Even if you are still young and can't control it, these don't need to be controlled at the beginning."

Jiang Li's face changed when he heard this, and many thoughts flashed through his mind. Finally, he calmed down, looked down at his innocent daughter, and said word by word: "This matter must not be known to others, otherwise Chuchu will be in danger."

"Greed makes people crazy. Even if there is only a slight possibility, there will be countless people willing to take the lead. When Chuchu grows up, I will teach her how to control her superpowers, and my husband will teach her martial arts."

"If a man is innocent, he is guilty of possessing a treasure. Now that he has come, he should face it positively. Only when he is strong can he be fearless of all conspiracies and protect himself. To do that, his fist must be strong enough."

Mo Yuan nodded and looked at his daughter with some heartache, but after all, they couldn't be with their daughter all their lives. Instead of raising a delicate flower and then being exploited and squeezed dry by others, it would be better to let her become strong.

In the future, even if they are gone, their daughter will be able to protect herself. Well, especially her brain, which needs to be trained well. She can't be cunning. Even if her martial arts skills are high, she can be easily deceived.

"Okay, let's teach her how to judge people. Leave it to my brother. He is full of tricks. As long as he doesn't want to, no one can plot against him or take advantage of him. It's most appropriate for her to learn how to plot against people from him at the beginning."

"…That makes sense. I'm not smart enough to teach you this."