Harem Daily Life

"What a vicious mind!" He Jinan paced around the room. The sixteen-year-old boy already showed a calmness that was not in line with his age. "Since the wizard who can break the witchcraft is in Yan State, then I will go to Yan State and find him to break the evil spell on me."

Yin Jiu was startled and hurriedly tried to stop him: "We are at war now, and the border defense is at its most critical. It is very dangerous to enter Yan State at this moment. Why don't we wait until the Great Zhou defeats Yan State, and then we can go find someone."

He Jinan couldn't wait any longer.

"You know, when I looked at the earnest eyes of my mother, and saw that my younger brother, the Crown Prince, and Xiaobao wanted to get close to me but didn't dare, I resented myself very much. Why did I become so indifferent to them? When I took the dagger and wanted to stab it into my father's heart, there was a voice in my head that kept persuading me to let go, but another voice kept urging me to stab the dagger in. How painful it was. I don't want to live like this anymore. I want to go back to the past and be with my family." He Jinan closed his eyes: "Go and prepare, and go to Yan State as soon as possible."

Seeing the Second Prince's resolute expression, Yin Jiu could only obey and make the arrangements. He had no choice but to report this to His Majesty again, asking Him to come up with a solution.

He Linzhang took the secret report from Ying San, his face solemn. The thin piece of paper in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. His brows were furrowed tightly. He could understand Jin An's thoughts, but it was too dangerous.

He slowly put down the report, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down. Soon, he stood up and walked out of the tent into the cold night breeze, hoping it would sober him up, clear his mind, and help him find a better solution.

Gu Yi had just returned from inspecting the sentry post when he saw His Majesty standing alone in the wind. He walked up to him and asked, "It's cold at night. Your Majesty, won't you return to the camp to rest?"

He Linzhang looked at the sparse starry sky and said, "Jin'an has been bewitched. He wants to enter the Kingdom of Yan to find a sorcerer, but the situation is serious and I am worried. I want to advance the plan and start the war tomorrow."

Gu Yi frowned: "But... we have just fought a tough battle, and if we fight another one right after that, I'm afraid... the soldiers will be too tired and unable to fight the enemy."

"Then we will do it the day after tomorrow. We can't wait any longer. As long as we break through the Yan defense line, we can advance straight into the country. The Yan army's morale will be low, and Yan will surely be defeated."

After hearing this, Gu Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then I will go down and make arrangements. We will organize the army tomorrow and attack the day after tomorrow."

On the third day, the Great Zhou army, led by He Linzhang, charged towards the Yan defense line like a tiger. Shouts and cries of battle shook the sky, and the flames of war instantly ignited the entire border.

Taking advantage of the chaos, He Jinan also disguised himself and took Yin Jiu with him to sneak into the State of Yan.

The Yan army was caught off guard by the sudden attack of the Great Zhou army, and a breach quickly appeared in its defenses. He Linzhang led the charge, greatly boosting the morale of the Great Zhou soldiers. The soldiers fought bravely, forcing the Yan army back, but the Great Zhou also suffered heavy casualties.

When cleaning up the battlefield, the people in the cook camp joined in treating the wounded. Mo Xingzhou carried the injured soldiers back from the battlefield one by one. After several trips back and forth, his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Hurry, doctor, this man is dying!" Mo Xingzhou rushed into the tent carrying a soldier with a broken leg and looked for a doctor everywhere.

"Put him here and bandage him first." A familiar voice sounded. Before Mo Xingzhou had time to think about who it was, a face without any makeup but so beautiful that people could not take their eyes off it came into his eyes.

"male……"

"Shh-"

The two spoke at the same time, and He Xuan hurried over to help him put the wounded man away.

"There's Ma Fei San over there, feed it to him quickly." He Xuan had already started checking the soldier's leg injury while directing Mo Xingzhou.

The smell of blood lingered around, mixed with a strong smell of sweat, but He Xuan seemed completely unperturbed and continued to treat the patient meticulously.

Mo Xingzhou's heart suddenly felt a palpitation, his heart beat very fast, and sweat flowed from his forehead.

He quickly wiped his face to wipe away the sweat, only to find that his face was a little hot.

After carefully feeding the soldier some Ma Fei San, Mo Xingzhou helped He Xuan fix the soldier's leg injury.

"Fortunately, the bones are fine, but his wound is very deep, so he must avoid contact with water. This board must be fixed, and try not to touch it, otherwise he will be in great pain." He Xuan instructed, and Mo Xingzhou listened carefully without replying.

He Xuan looked up and saw Mo Xingzhou staring at her. Maybe because his hands were too dirty and he wiped his face, there were a few dirty marks on his face. Combined with the silly look he exuded at the moment, there was an inexplicable sense of humor on his face.

"Ahem." He Xuan took out a handkerchief and handed it to him: "Wipe it, it's so dirty."

"What?" Mo Xingzhou asked stupidly.

He Xuan raised her eyebrows: "Your face." After saying that, she took the handkerchief and wiped his face.

After wiping, both of them froze, feeling a little awkward.

It was Mo Xingzhou who reacted first and grabbed He Xuan's handkerchief: "This handkerchief is dirty. I...I'll wash it for you and return it to you."

After he finished speaking, he didn't care about the soldiers lying on the ground and rushed out in one stride.

"Hey - please carry me away!" The soldier wailed and lay on the ground, unable to get up.

He Xuan bit her lip, called two soldiers, and carried the wounded man to a tent nearby.

Mo Xingzhou ran several hundred meters, handkerchief clutched, before finally stopping. His heart was beating so fast it felt like it was about to burst out of his throat. The warmth of the princess's fingertips still lingered on his face, and the handkerchief in his hand was so hot it made him unsteady. He took several deep breaths before calming himself. Then he carefully folded the handkerchief and tucked it into the innermost layer of his clothes.

"Hey, that person, go and carry the wounded!" A voice sounded, and Mo Xingzhou continued to run towards the cart, picked up the other soldier with a broken arm on the cart, and continued to send him to the tent where He Xuan was.

But this time, he didn't see He Xuan again. He looked around for several times but couldn't find anyone, so he had to go back to rescue the wounded.

At this moment, He Xuan had been called to He Linzhang's tent. He Linzhang was injured and the imperial physician was bandaging his wound. He called He Xuan over because he wanted her to stay by his side and take care of his daily life.

"Father, how is your injury?" He Xuan's eyes were a little red, full of worry.

"It's just a superficial wound. Xuan'er, don't worry." He Linzhang frowned as he looked at the bloodstains on his daughter's dress. "Go down and wash up first. You've been working hard these days."

He Xuan came and went quickly. In a short while, she had changed into new clothes and was staying by He Linzhang's side.

"This is a letter from your mother, and a package specially sent for you."