Accidentally dressed as an empress

Dappled sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the tent, and the air inside seemed to become warm and peaceful.

The top of the tent was woven from thick wool and had a faint smell of sheep.

The walls are made of dark canvas embroidered with simple patterns, giving it a somewhat rough aesthetic.

There was a thick carpet on the ground, with intricate and exquisite patterns interwoven on it, depicting the common beasts and birds on the grassland. The colors had faded a little, but one could still see its former splendor.

Yunxiu sat down gently on the bunk, and Zhong Yi untied her cloak for her. Her eyes were gentle, with a hint of fatigue.

Zhong Yi went to pour her some tea. Yun Xiu took the cup and looked at Zhong Yi: "Ayi, stop working and take a break. You must be tired too."

Zhong Yi smiled. He walked closer to Yun Xiu and sat beside her. His voice was low and gentle: "Yeah."

"We won't stay long, we'll leave tomorrow." Yunxiu reached out and gently held Zhong Yi's hand.

"Okay, I'll listen to Ah Xiu." Zhong Yi held Yun Xiu tightly with his backhand and said softly.

"Thank you for your hard work, accompanying me on this journey." Yun Xiu watched the conversation between Lin Zichen and Zhong Yi, feeling somewhat guilty. "Ayi, have you ever thought that if you hadn't met me, and you had married Lin Zichen, you could have stayed in Lingyun City, raising a wife and daughter, managing the general's mansion, and lived a peaceful and stable life."

Zhong Yi leaned his head on Yun Xiu's shoulder. "If I hadn't met Your Highness, I might have followed the rules and taken that path. However, having seen the vastness of the world, how could I be confined to a small courtyard?"

Your Highness, meeting you is my great honor. So, there is no need to presuppose another path. I have never regretted being with Your Highness.

Zhong Yi had a happy smile on his face. It was she who made him see a wider world.

As long as he was by her side, he was not afraid of anything. Even if the road ahead was difficult, he was willing to move forward with her side by side.

Yunxiu squeezed his hand and asked, "How was your conversation with Lin Zichen?"

Zhong Yi's expression was as calm as ever, and his voice was calm. "I explained everything to her. She just said, 'Bless me.'"

Yunxiu frowned slightly, feeling a little confused about Lin Zichen's attitude.

With Zhong Yi between them, would she be willing to lend a helping hand with the Xiling troops?

"That's it? Nothing else was mentioned? Like whether she..."

Zhong Yi raised his head and his eyes met Yun Xiu's. He seemed to understand what she had not finished saying: "A Xiu wants to ask whether Lin Zichen will help A Xiu and stand on our side."

Now she had no troops under her command and needed help from Lin Zichen. Yunxiu lowered her head and said, "Forget it, Ayi, don't worry about this matter. I will make Lin Zichen change his attitude."

At this moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and sunlight poured into the tent along with Lin Ziqi's figure.

Lin Ziqi's face was filled with anxiety as he said directly to Yun Xiu, "Your Highness, Su Qing is injured. The wound has been there for a long time and is a little inflamed. The situation is not optimistic."

Yunxiu immediately stood up, looking worried: "How could this happen? We have to go see her right away, Zhong Yi, you..."

Zhong Yi also stood up and nodded to show his understanding: "You guys go ahead, I'll wait here for you to come back."

Yunxiu and Lin Ziqi hurried out of the tent, their footsteps making no sound on the thick wool carpet, leaving Zhong Yi alone in the tent, lost in thought.

Lin Ziqi and Yunxiu walked to the outside of Zhou Jing's tent. The walls were made of dark coarse cloth embroidered with ancient patterns.

The entrance of the tent was gently opened, and the air was filled with a faint smell of damp earth and grass.

In the corner of the tent, a pot of charcoal fire burned quietly, making a faint "crackling" sound, and the flames jumped on the wall of the tent.

On the brazier, a pot of water was slowly steaming, and the steam filled the air, mixing with the aroma of herbs.

Behind the table is a row of neatly arranged medicine racks, filled with various bottles and jars. The ink on the labels has faded a little, but the names of the herbs inside can still be recognized: Angelica, Astragalus, White Peony... Each herb exudes a unique fragrance.

Zhou Jing stood in front of the medicine shelf, holding a dried herb, smelled it gently, and then put it down. Zhou Jing shuttled among the herbs, seemingly selecting the most suitable one.

There were several pottery jars on the wooden table beside the bed, and the silver knife gleamed coldly under the light, forming a sharp contrast with the porcelain bowl and bamboo tube beside it.

Seeing Yunxiu and Lin Ziqi coming in together, Zhou Jing asked, "Your Highness, is anyone injured?"

Yunxiu nodded slightly, "Ziqi came to ask me for help. His roommate, Su Qing, has a shoulder injury, and it seems that he has been injured for quite some time."

Zhou Jing thought about it, "She's the champion of today's military competition? She's injured, how could she win the championship?"

Lin Ziqi came over and pulled Zhou Jing, "My roommate is amazing, stop talking nonsense and follow me."

Zhou Jing was hurriedly pulled away by Lin Ziqi, and Yunxiu followed behind.

Lin Ziqi and Zhou Jing walked to the outside of Su Qing's tent. Lin Ziqi lifted the curtain and went in. Zhou Jing followed closely behind Lin Ziqi, holding a medicine box in her hand.

When I entered the tent, I saw only a few simple pieces of furniture, a table, a few wooden stools, and an old wooden box in the corner.

Zhou Jing first walked to Su Qing's bed, which was covered with a thick wolfskin mattress. Su Qing was lying on it with a pale face.

Zhou Jing put down the medicine box in her hand, her face was kind, and her eyes revealed the gentleness of a doctor.

Zhou Jing nodded slightly to Su Qing and said, "Miss Su, I will check your injuries. It may be a little uncomfortable, so please be patient."

Su Qing nodded gently, tried to relax her body, and lay on the bed. Zhou Jing gently untied the bandage on Su Qing's body, revealing the injured part.

Her movements were gentle, trying to avoid causing more pain to Su Qing.

The wound was a sword wound. Although it had been treated initially, it still looked somewhat shocking.

Zhou Jing washed her hands with warm water, then took out clean gauze and medicinal wine from the medicine box.

She first used medicated wine to gently disinfect the skin around the wound, and then used silver needles to lightly prick several acupuncture points around the wound to help Su Qing relieve the pain.

Lin Ziqi leaned against Su Qing's bed, his eyes rolling around.

Zhou Jing was concentrating on treating Su Qing's wound, but Lin Ziqi seemed to be unable to bear the loneliness. He quietly took out a pill from the medicine box, shook it in front of Su Qing, and said mysteriously: "Look, what is this? The doctor's secret magic pill, take it and you will be full of energy immediately!"

Su Qing frowned, and Zhou Jing looked at Lin Ziqi making trouble without saying anything.

Lin Ziqi took the pill and handed it to Su Qing, "Come, let me feed you one."

"Lin Ziqi!" Su Qing finally couldn't help but shout in a low voice, with a warning in his eyes.

Lin Ziqi made a gesture to seal his mouth, then whispered, "Alright, alright, I won't make a fuss anymore. Humph, don't you feel much pain? I'm just trying to distract you. Good intentions don't go unrewarded."

Su Qing frowned slightly, turned her head away, and ignored Lin Ziqi. She quietly endured the pain brought by the treatment and never made a sound.

Zhou Jing used boiled cotton cloth dipped in medicinal wine to disinfect Su Qing's wound.

After disinfection, Dr. Zhou began to apply a special anti-inflammatory and tissue-regenerating ointment on the wound. The ointment exudes a faint herbal fragrance, giving people a sense of security.

She had a skilled technique and applied the ointment evenly and thinly.

After applying the ointment, Doctor Zhou re-bandaged the wound with clean gauze, then gently patted Su Qing's hand and comforted her, "Miss Su, the wound has been treated. The next step is to rest. Remember not to over-exert yourself during this period to prevent the wound from opening."

Su Qing nodded slightly, indicating that he had listened to the doctor's advice.

Lin Ziqi smiled and said, "Thank you, Doctor Zhou. I will follow your instructions and take good care of her."

Doctor Zhou packed up the medicine box, stood up, and reminded Su Qing again of some precautions during the recuperation period. Then he slowly left the tent, leaving Su Qing to rest quietly under Lin Ziqi's care.

Yunxiu also came to the outside of Su Qing's tent. She gently lifted the curtain and walked in.

The light in the tent was a little dim, but it was enough for the two to see Zhou Jing and Lin Ziqi sitting by the bed.

Yunxiu walked to Su Qing's bedside and asked softly, "Su Qing, I heard you were injured. How do you feel now?"

Su Qing looked up at Yun Xiu and replied, "Your Highness, thank you for your concern. I just got a minor injury, it's nothing serious."

Although her words were light-hearted, Yunxiu could still sense from her expression and the atmosphere around her that she was seriously injured.