Traveling through an ancient military camp: Bao'er's survival song

"When you're under someone's roof, don't underestimate a young man's potential!" Li Bao'er, her face covered by a towel, comforted herself with the grand pronouncements of protagonists from male-oriented novels as she laboriously bent over to wash Peng Zizheng's feet. Actually, the towel didn't smell bad at all, but it was just so damn insulting!

After washing the general's feet, Li Bao'er laboriously picked up the wooden basin and prepared to leave. The effect of covering her face was indeed quite good. At this moment, Peng Zizheng saw that Li Bao'er was no longer so malicious, and belatedly realized that something was wrong with Li Bao'er's body: "Are you injured?"

"Huh? Ah! I bumped into you by accident." The general's sudden concern surprised Li Bao'er and sent a chill down her spine. She was afraid that this perverted general was up to some dirty trick to play on her again.

To everyone's surprise, the general changed his mind and waved his hand, saying, "You don't need to come here to wash your feet anymore. Go find Zheng Xi and have him teach you to read. You can do some clerical work from now on."

The sudden surprise made Li Bao'er's eyes widen. She stood there with her mouth slightly open, still in doubt, when she heard the general add: "From now on, when you see me, cover your face. A grown man looking like a woman is infuriating!"

Alright, Li Bao'er nodded and replied "Yes, General" before quickly leaving.

Perhaps the problem really was on her face. Li Bao'er caught a glimmer of hope, and her whole demeanor brightened. She hummed a song as she washed the foot basin and towel, then washed her face thoroughly before happily going back to her room to lie down.

What kind of mask should I wear? Beauties use veils, assassins and thieves use blindfolds, blind men wear eye veils, and Yang Guo wears an iron mask (Louis Koo version)! Thinking of this, Li Bao'er chuckled to herself, then sighed: "Oh, my phone, my tablet, my computer and TV, when can we meet again?"

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The clerk's job was much easier, mainly because it was more dignified than being a foot masseur. Although hygiene issues still existed in the military camp, and the food was like pig swill compared to modern times, and they had to do group drills every morning and evening, Li Bao'er felt that compared to the days when she was always on edge and her head might be about to fall off, she was already more than satisfied.

Moreover, Zheng Xi, the general's adjutant, has become her mentor, and now Li Bao'er can be called "Brother Li" when she goes out.

Lieutenant Zheng had tried to teach Li Bao'er some kung fu, but unfortunately, she was completely athletically challenged and extremely uncoordinated, unable to learn anything at all. Whenever this happened, Lieutenant Zheng would curse in exasperation, "Damn it! Were you two even born to the same parents?"

Li Bao'er also guessed a thing or two. The original owner's older brother, Li Bei, must have been selected by the general to carry out some secret mission. The person who could be selected by that arrogant and perverted freak must have excellent innate conditions. So it's no wonder that Deputy Officer Zheng had high expectations for her and was extremely disappointed.

However, after taking on clerical work and learning the ancient traditional characters, Li Bao'er rarely saw Peng Zizheng, only once when she saw him passing by in the distance during morning drills. Li Bao'er panicked at the time because she hadn't covered her face! She tensed up and tried her best to make every movement more standard, determined not to give that pervert any reason to lash out.

Fortunately, Peng Zizheng, who caught a glimpse of her, let her go as if she were nothing. After training stopped and they returned to their master, Li Bao'er eagerly inquired if there was any suitable tool for permanently covering her face. Zheng Xi was puzzled, even suspecting some ulterior motive—that some clueless soldier had taken advantage of his sweet-talking apprentice's pretty face.

Li Bao'er asked Zheng Xi, puzzled, "Master, didn't the general tell you? He told me to cover my face whenever I see him! He said I look too effeminate and it's an eyesore..."

Zheng Xi hissed and clicked his tongue, "Hey, that brat has quite a few problems!"

Startled, Li Bao'er quickly put her finger to her lips and hissed repeatedly.