Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Akahoshi and his companions arrived at top speed, and in order to get there even faster, they also traveled by water for three days.

As soon as he stepped off the carriage, all eyes turned to him.

With sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and white teeth, his already fair skin made him appear like a celestial being descended from the heavens in this desolate desert.

The last woman this beautiful was Wu Su, a military doctor who had just arrived here a few days ago.

The dark-skinned Deputy General Wu, who came to greet the imperial physician, blushed slightly: "And who is this?"

An Shiyi stepped forward two steps to block the man's view, and took out the token given to him by Cheng Yuankuo:

"My young master is looking for General Zhao."

Deputy General Wu suddenly realized: "Oh, this way please."

The other imperial physicians also went along, but they first went to see General Zhao.

During the ceasefire, everyone was resting, and no one bothered to ask about the identities of the other people.

The imperial physician went to examine Murong Yu's injuries first, while Chi Xing turned and went to Zhao Jintong's tent.

Zhao Jintong is now a general capable of leading independently, and none of her subordinates dare to disobey her, because those who do have been terrified by her.

After learning about Murong Yu's injuries, Chi Xing first went to wash up and rest.

He felt like he smelled terrible after rushing here, and he needed to make a good impression on Ayu.

As night fell, Akahoshi stepped out of the camp.

Upon arriving outside Murong Yu's military camp, Chi Xing, whose hearing was always excellent, heard a sound he hadn't heard in six years.

Murong Yu had just taken her second antidote yesterday, and the poison in her body had been completely neutralized. Only the wound on her arm still required rest.

With the medicinal herbs brought by Gu Ping and Wu Su, and the advice of several imperial physicians, there should be no aftereffects as long as she takes good care of herself.

After reporting the situation in Beidi to him, Cheng Hu couldn't help but mention the things happening in the military camp.

"I heard that a beauty has come to the army, and she's looking for General Zhao. I saw her go to Zhao Jintong's tent during the day. Could she be her gigolo? Sister Gu is still waiting for her to come home, and she actually did such a thing."

Murong Yu's expression changed: "What did you say? How dare Zhao Jintong?"

The soldiers in this army are all rough men and rough women; where are the beauties?

Could it be that Zhao Jintong found a male prostitute from somewhere?

Cheng Hu shook his head: "I don't know about that. You'd better get better soon. Gu Ping can't beat Zhao Jintong. If Sister Gu finds out about this, tsk tsk tsk..."

A few years ago, Gu Panpan visited the military camp and saw Zhao Jintong everywhere she looked. Anyone could tell that the two had a special relationship.

At this moment, someone came in and said that General Zhao's friend wanted to see His Highness the Crown Prince.

Cheng Hu's eyes widened: "That little vixen not only seduced Zhao Jintong, but she's also trying to seduce you. Chi Xing is still waiting for you in the capital. You can't let her seduce you."

After Murong Yu was poisoned, he talked a lot of nonsense, and those close to him knew about his feelings for Chi Xing.

Murong Yu's face turned cold. Leaning against the bed, she drew the sword hanging nearby and said coldly, "Let him in. I want to see what it is..."

The newcomer was dressed in a white robe with orchids embroidered on the hem, and carried food in his well-defined hands.

Her bright and beautiful face resembled that of a legendary fox spirit. When she saw the sword in Murong Yu's hand, her dark eyes, which were filled with stars, suddenly filled with tears, and her expression became aggrieved.

This was the first time Cheng Hu had faced a fox spirit directly. Seeing Murong Yu, who had just wanted to kill someone, now stunned, he thought to himself: It's over.

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."

The handsome man's voice was deep and penetrating, like sweet rain falling on a parched land, making one want more.

"Cheng Hu, get out."

Murong Yu dropped the sword from her hand and, in a hoarse voice, told Cheng Hu to leave.

Cheng Hu was still hesitating when Murong Yu's personal guard grabbed him and pulled him away.

Akahoshi approached with the food and placed it on the wooden table beside her. Suddenly, her arm was pulled, and she fell into a strong embrace.

A hoarse, restrained voice rang in my ears: "Who sent you?"

Akahoshi avoided the wound on his arm and hugged him back: "I thought my brother had forgotten me, and he even pointed his sword at me."

His words were calm, but Murong Yu felt wronged for him.

"You've traveled all this way, are you tired? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Murong Yu subconsciously asked about his health, just like when they were children, but unexpectedly, Chi Xing had grown taller than him and could easily lift him onto his lap with one hand.

Before Murong Yu could react, her posture changed.

"Star, you..."

Akahoshi, just like when he was a child, pulled the blanket around him and buried his head in the crook of his shoulder:

“Ayu, six years have passed.”

Murong Yu paused, then reached out and hugged his waist. The two embraced quietly for a long time.

"I'm sorry, Star."

“It’s not your fault,” Akahoshi said first.

Before leaving, Murong Yu had planned out every possible path for him, whether it was the emperor and empress, the Gu family, or the Cheng family—all were ways to save him.

How could Akahoshi bear to blame him?

"I heard you were seriously injured and didn't have much time left, so I came to find you and commit suicide together."

Before he could finish speaking, Murong Yu covered his mouth: "Nonsense."

Realizing what Chi Xing meant, Murong Yu asked incredulously, "What did you say?"

A wicked glint appeared in Chi Xing's dark eyes as he kissed Murong Yu's palm.

As if burned, Murong Yu quickly let go, only to have Chi Xing grab her hand again.

Chi Xing said slowly and deliberately, "Brother Crown Prince, I love you. If you live, I will live; if you die, I will die for you."

Murong Yu wondered if he was dreaming. Otherwise, how could Chi Xing have appeared in his tent and said such things?

These things had appeared in his dreams countless times; was this another dream?

He instinctively reached out to pinch his thigh, but was stopped by Akahoshi.

"Thought it was a dream?"

Under Murong Yu's dazed gaze, Chi Xing pressed her hand against the back of his head and offered her lips.

When the air in her mouth was stolen, Murong Yu couldn't even find her own heartbeat. Her mind went blank, and she couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality. She deepened the kiss on her own initiative.

The two were evenly matched, neither giving an inch, until they felt the blood between their lips and teeth and felt a slight pain in their lips.

Murong Yu knew this was not a dream; his star had truly come to find him.

He hugged Akahoshi tightly, took a few deep breaths, and then said:

I also like you, but I wanted to wait until you grew up before saying it.

"I know."

You can't hide your feelings for someone. Akahoshi knew when he started liking her; he knew even without her saying it.

After holding him for a while, Chi Xing finally put him on the bed when he heard Murong Yu's stomach protesting.

"Have a meal, you're hungry."

Murong Yu pulled him to eat with her, and even felt that he was being wronged.

"The food in the barracks isn't very good, I'm sorry to have to make you suffer."

Akahoshi pouted: "You've been eating bad food for six years."

Seeing that he was about to cry, Murong Yu, who remained unfazed even when the enemy army was pressing down on the city, panicked:

"Don't cry, I'm used to it, it's actually not so bad."

Akahoshi put some meat on his plate, saying, "Who's crying? I'm eighteen years old, I'm an adult."