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

Li Bao'er's "No need" chilled Liu Shu to the bone. He remained silent for a long time before finally asking, "You...you hate me that much?"

Li Bao'er was surprised for a moment, then quickly understood. In this ancient society, the separation of men and women was strictly observed. If a man and woman had physical intimacy, and the man did not marry the woman, the woman would almost certainly have no way to survive. Therefore, when she said that Liu Shu did not need to take responsibility, Liu Shu saw it as tantamount to saying, "I would rather die than be with you."

Li Bao'er sighed and prepared to sit up and have a good talk with Liu Shu. When Liu Shu saw her move, he immediately stepped forward to support her and carefully tucked a pillow under Li Bao'er's waist.

Looking at Liu Shu's once fair and radiant face, now dull and lifeless, Li Bao'er realized that this royal nobleman must have been exhausted from taking care of her every need during the three days she was recovering. So she patted the edge of the bed and said, "Sit down first."

Unexpectedly, a look of surprise flashed in Liu Shu's previously downcast eyes. He glanced quickly at Li Bao'er, a half-smile playing on his lips, and then gently sat down on the edge of Li Bao'er's bed.

Li Bao'er also noticed Liu Shu's inexplicable change, but she really didn't have the energy to explore the timeless differences in their values ​​at this moment. After thinking for a moment, she first asked, "Where is this?"

“My private residence outside the palace.”

"Besides you, does no one else know that I am a woman? Didn't the imperial physicians find out either?" For the past three days, imperial physicians have been taking Li Bao'er's pulse every day.

"I warned the imperial physician."

Li Bao'er smiled helplessly: "You don't even have a servant you trust. Do you think the imperial physician will keep your secrets?"

“It’s my incompetence…” In fact, Liu Shu had thought of this too, but he had never bothered to cultivate connections before, and now he could only hate himself for not thinking ahead.

"Okay, let's not talk about that now. Do you know why I dressed up as a man?"

"I don't know. I only know that you want to keep this secret, so I will keep it for you," Liu Shu answered honestly.

Li Bao'er was somewhat moved. She didn't know if this so-called Eighth Prince was truly foolish or pretending, but his behavior in front of her was undeniably naive. Li Bao'er sighed again and continued, "Although I don't know why, General Peng hates me. If he knew I disguised myself as a man to join the army, he would definitely kill me."

Li Bao'er's words did not surprise Liu Shu too much. He almost spoke, but in the end he kept his mouth shut.

Seeing Liu Shu's conflicted expression, Li Bao'er got a little annoyed and couldn't help but scold him again: "Are you really such a sissy person? We're in this relationship now, you can ask me anything and say whatever you want."

Liu Shu was left looking pitiful after being scolded by Li Bao'er, and unable to refute her, so he simply abandoned his sensitive and cautious manner and asked directly, "Bao'er, what is your relationship with Grand Tutor Wu Peng'en?"

Yes, Liu Shu had noticed. The last time he rushed to the Imperial Study to beg the Emperor to save Li Bao'er, the face of Grand Tutor Wu, who was also present, instantly brought his hazy memory to sharp focus. Although no one else noticed this from Li Bao'er's swollen face on the day she was tortured by Peng Zizheng, Liu Shu knew that if Grand Tutor Wu didn't have that mustache, anyone would be able to tell that the two looked exactly alike.

Liu Shu's first thought was that there was something going on with Wu Peng'en's private affairs, and he suddenly understood why the eldest daughter of the Wu family had been acting strangely last time.