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"Princess, you are absolutely right." The doctor bowed, retreated to the door, turned around and left.

After Xiaohong left, Wang Zhaojun gently stroked Qian Mingduo's hand and looked at him tenderly, with no shyness on her face, only tenderness and affection.

"You've worked hard these past few days!" Qian Mingduo held Wang Zhaojun's hand tightly and said emotionally: "I know everything you've done for me. If it weren't for you... I would have died a long time ago, right?"

"What is... burping?" Wang Zhaojun asked in confusion. "It means burping and catching a cold in the sea crabapple tree."

"Um?......"

"What I mean is, if you hadn't taken care of me these days, I might have left you forever."

"Zijian," Wang Zhaojun gently wiped Qian Mingduo's forehead and said lightly, "After you were carried back to the tent that night, when the doctor cleaned your wounds, I guess everyone present thought that you were in danger. There was almost no intact skin and flesh on your body." Thinking of this, Wang Zhaojun's eyes flashed with tears again, "The doctor asked me to prepare for the worst, saying that you might leave at any time... at any time."

Wang Zhaojun looked up at Qian Mingduo, tears streaming down her cheeks, but her tone was steady and calm: "I whispered in your ear at the time: If you can't make it through this, I will go with you."

Qian Mingduo's eyes instantly moistened. He held Wang Zhaojun's hand tightly and said excitedly: "Zhaojun, you shouldn't have such thoughts. Even if I am gone, you should live well."

"No," Wang Zhaojun smiled and shook her head, "You were injured to protect me. If you really couldn't hold on...it was because of me, so..."

"Do you know that everything I did was voluntary?" Qian Mingduo interrupted Wang Zhaojun, "I don't need your return for everything I did for you, do you know that?"

"I know." Wang Zhaojun emotionally put Qian Mingduo's hand on her face and rubbed it gently. "I also know what you mean to me, that is, selfless, brave and unreserved. I know all this."

"Since you know I'm so good to you," Qian Mingduo looked up at Wang Zhaojun and said quietly, "Why did you still try to steal my broth?"

"You..." Wang Zhaojun looked at Qian Mingduo shyly, and his face instantly turned red. "You... heard what I said to you?"

Seeing Qian Mingduo nodding with a smirk, Wang Zhaojun felt even more shy. Since he could hear what she said, he must know how she fed him the medicine. Thinking of this, Wang Zhaojun was already ashamed. She stood up and wanted to leave the carriage, but Qian Mingduo held her hand tightly and slowly pulled her back to his side.

Wang Zhaojun shyly turned her face away, leaving only a blushing profile. She pursed her lips slightly and bit them lightly, as if trying to suppress her inner shyness and nervousness.

The carriage was filled with a faint fragrance, which was emitted by Wang Zhaojun. This fragrance made people feel fresh and charming, as if they were in a sea of ​​flowers.

At this moment, the carriage was so quiet that only Wang Zhaojun's rapid breathing could be heard. Her heartbeat accelerated, her chest rose and fell, and she seemed to feel the sound of blood flowing rapidly in her veins. This feeling made her a little overwhelmed, but it also brought a hint of sweet anticipation.

The atmosphere between the two became subtle, and an awkward but ambiguous atmosphere quietly spread. They were both aware of each other's existence, but did not know how to break the veil of silence.

Time passed minute by minute, and Wang Zhaojun secretly glanced at Qian Mingduo. She was startled to see tears welling up in his eyes and his smile was filled with endless love and tenderness.

At this moment, Qian Mingduo held Wang Zhaojun's hand even tighter. Her fingers trembled slightly and she felt a little pain, but she did not break free. His palm was broad and warm, conveying a kind of stable power. Wang Zhaojun's face flushed slightly, and her eyes flashed with shyness.

Their eyes met, and endless tenderness and affection instantly burst out. In this small space, their hearts were closer than ever before, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

"Princess," Xiaohong whispered outside the car, "General, it's time to take your medicine."

"Come in." Wang Zhaojun wanted to pull out her hand that was tightly held by Qian Mingduo, but she clearly felt that Qian Mingduo was holding her even tighter.

"Zijian..." Wang Zhaojun looked at the car door and whispered, "Xiaohong is about to come in, be obedient, ok?"

After helping Qian Mingduo take his medicine, Wang Zhaojun sat down beside him, hugged his curled legs, rested her chin on her knees, and looked at him tenderly.

"Can you please fulfill one of my wishes?" Qian Mingduo said softly.

"Well... I will fulfill any wish of yours." Wang Zhaojun nodded with a smile.

"Let me take a bite of your pig's trotter, please?" Qian Mingduo twisted his mouth and said with a wicked smile, "You just promised to fulfill my wish? You can't go back on your word, right?"

"I'll ask the kitchen to cook it for you." Wang Zhaojun was about to call Xiaohong when she felt something was wrong. She tilted her head and said, "But we don't have any pigs now. How can we stew pig's trotters for you?"

Qian Mingduo didn't say anything. His eyes were fixed on Wang Zhaojun's beautiful feet that were as white as jade, and he looked up at her.

"Zijian..." Wang Zhaojun suddenly understood what Qian Mingduo meant by the pig's trotters. "You...you are already injured like this, why are you still thinking about..." She pulled her feet into her skirt, her face instantly turned red. "You are so mean."

"You have already promised me," Qian Mingduo said, pretending to be wronged, "Why do you go back on your word?"

"I promise you I can do anything." Wang Zhaojun pouted and said in a tender voice, "But why did you think of eating me... Don't you think it's dirty?"

"No..." Qian Mingduo smiled and shook his head, "I want to eat you from head to toe."

"Zijian..." Wang Zhaojun said awkwardly, "Let's talk about it after your injury heals, okay?"

"You mean you'll let me eat your pig's trotters after I recover from my injury?" Qian Mingduo lowered his voice and said, "Are you shy? Bullying an honest person is a crime!"

Wang Zhaojun looked at Qian Mingduo, who was a majestic general commanding thousands of troops in front of the soldiers, but like an innocent child in front of her. Her heart was almost melted by him.

Wang Zhaojun slowly extended her legs out of her skirt, rubbing the floor, until she reached Qian Mingduo's pillow. She glanced at Qian Mingduo, tightening her beautiful little mouth. She glared at him coquettishly and said softly: "You... since you want to eat... then you..."