Traveling through time and space to become a lady of a noble family, but she only wants to escape

The road outside the west city gate was newly paved last year and was perfectly smooth. Within a few steps of the gate, the black horse recognized the path back to the barracks and, caught off guard, launched into a furious gallop. Bai Zhi, having neglected her training recently, nearly got thrown off by the horse's limp limbs. She had to yell and tug at the reins to slow it down. Just as she fumbled to steady herself, the steed took off again.

The road was flat and the horse was fast. In less than an hour and a half, the black horse carried the half-dead Bai Zhi to the gate of the White Tiger Army’s base.

The soldiers guarding the gate recognized it as a military horse and did not shoot it first as usual. However, the identity of the person on the horse was unknown, so several soldiers surrounded the black horse, pointed their spears at Bai Zhi, and shouted, "Who is it?"

After running all the way, Bai Zhi's stomach was churning and her head was dizzy. She had no strength to reply, but she still had a trace of clarity in her mind - the military camp during wartime was no joke, and if she lay there without saying a word, she would easily be provoked.

So Bai Zhi forced herself to stand up: "I...I want to see...Ugh...King Jing...Ugh..."

She hadn't eaten lunch, so she couldn't spit anything out, only saliva. The soldiers stood back silently, and the leader shouted, "Who are you? Why do you want to see His Royal Highness Prince Jing?"

Bai Zhi barely mustered the strength to wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth and said, "I...I was sent by Lord Lang Wei, the Ningzhou governor. I have something important to report to Prince Jing in person."

The leader asked, "What's the token?"

Bai Zhi said awkwardly, "I don't have a token...but Prince Jing knows me, so I am the token. You can just take me to see Prince Jing."

When the leader heard there was no token, he immediately put the tip of his spear to Bai Zhi's neck. Bai Zhi didn't dare to move and hurriedly said, "Hey, hey, hey, let's talk. My name is Bai Zhi, and I'm with Prince Jing... How should I put it, have you seen the plum blossom hairpin on his head? It's mine."

The soldiers looked at each other suspiciously - His Royal Highness Prince Jing indeed wore a plum blossom hairpin every day and never took it off. Prince Jing lived in seclusion in the army, and ordinary people would not know this.

The leader pondered for a moment, sheathed his spear, and ordered the two female soldiers, "Cover her head, bind her hands and feet, and search her body, especially looking for any powder." Then he said to Bai Zhi, "Young lady, there are military rules. It's better to arrest three thousand by mistake than to let one go. When Your Highness has confirmed the young lady's identity, I will apologize to her."

Bai Zhi: "..."

Fine, special times call for special treatment. She obediently allowed the two soldiers to take her off her horse, bind her hands and feet tightly, and drape a black cloth over her head. Then they searched her thoroughly, even finding her letter. She breathed a sigh of relief. The small jar of red motherwort she had brought with her was also powdered. Fortunately, she had left it in the house and didn't take it with her. Otherwise, she'd have been in a state of confusion.

After the body search, she heard the leader say, "Excuse me, young lady."

The next moment, the world was spinning—two soldiers each grabbed one of her arms and spun her around. Already feeling dizzy from riding, and now being spun around in circles, Bai Zhi collapsed, crying, "Wait! Wait! What's going on?"

The leader said, "The military camp is a strategic location. Outsiders are not allowed to remember the roads there. Only when you are dizzy can I lead the young lady in."

"I have a bad memory! I can't remember the way!"

"I don't know how good your memory is."

"..." Bai Zhi resigned herself to her fate and followed the soldiers, unloading her strength and spinning around. Only when her internal organs were shaken evenly did the two soldiers stop. They held Bai Zhi, who was as weak as a puddle of mud, tightly, stuffed her ears with special cotton cloth, and pushed her into a small carriage that could only accommodate one person. After fastening the door, they took the carriage into the military camp as if they were escorting a prisoner.

Having recently won a victory, Zhu's army and a portion of the White Tiger Army were dispatched in full force to pursue the enemy, leaving only a few garrison troops in the camp. Two idle soldiers gathered to boil water. One of the younger soldiers sulked and fanned the flames, "Boiling water is everywhere, but this thing can really save lives, is it true?"

The old soldier next to him said cheerfully, "You're new here. The army has been testing for days. If a person is shot by an arrow, the doctor will run a small knife through boiling water before cutting the flesh. This will make it easier to save the person. The boiling water has the effect of clearing away evil spirits and impurities."

"So smart?"

"It's amazing! There's also a technique called CPR. If someone suddenly faints, compressing their chest and breathing through their mouth can revive them. But most injuries in the military are external, so I've never seen anyone use this technique before."

"Then how do you know Ling?"

"What is written in the medical book sent by Doctor Jiang is naturally effective."

"She is so powerful, then why isn't she in the army? The army has recently gone out to fight, and even His Royal Highness Prince Jing is in charge. A powerful doctor should be in charge of the army."

"Alas, we can't guess what's going on in the military."

A strange-looking carriage drove in from the gate. The old sergeant chuckled and said, "Just like this. Can you guess what this is?"

The young sergeant shook his head: "I've never seen this before."

"Yes, so less talk and more action... Oh my, the water is boiling."

The carriage passed by two soldiers and headed towards a dark tent in the camp.

The next day at noon, the Thirteen States Army had just won another victory against the Barbarian Army in the canyon. Although the Barbarian Army's strange poison was beginning to kill the female soldiers, it had no effect on Zhu's army, who had never caught a cold. Zhu Daoxian used his tactics with cunning and ruthlessness, leaving the barbarians on the battlefield covered in blood.

On the cliff of the canyon stood the tall and graceful His Royal Highness Prince Jing. He was wearing spotless cloth armor, and his ochre cloak fluttered in the wind.

Qiao Yuanshan finished counting the number of prisoners and came to report the military situation to Chu Yunchuan. Before he could get close, he saw Chu Yunchuan looking at the sea of corpses and blood below, with a very happy smile on his face.

He shuddered silently—in his opinion, killing and fighting were all done out of necessity, and even if he won, there was nothing to be happy about. Every time he killed an enemy with his own hands, he felt only sadness in his heart.

But on second thought, this King Jing was different. His country was destroyed and his family was ruined in an instant, so it was only natural that he hated the barbarians to the core. Thinking of this, Qiao Yuanshan breathed a sigh of relief.

If the king of one side is a vicious god who kills people without blinking an eye, there will be no peace in the Thirteen States.

He stood there for too long, and Chu Yunchuan noticed him: "General Qiao, what's wrong?"

Qiao Yuanshan came back to his senses. "Oh... Your Highness, we captured 133 barbarian soldiers in this battle. I have interrogated them according to your instructions, and not a single one of them knows a good way to set bones."

Chu Yunchuan frowned: "Normally, there are many witch doctors in the barbarian land, how could this happen..."

"Perhaps these people are of low status in the barbarian land, so they have never heard of any strange prescriptions or medicines."

"Forget it, it won't be too late to search after we win the battle. If the barbarians don't have this ability..." Chu Yunchuan's eyes fell on the ground, and he twisted the fingers of his right hand and thought for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, "It won't be a problem for me to be her right hand."

Qiao Yuanshan didn't understand: "What did your highness say?"

"Nothing. General Qiao, order the army to return."

"Yes."