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Ye Chen stood alone, mechanically repeating the motion of grinding herbs, as if he had fallen into a trance.
Time passed slowly in the silence, and after a long while, when Pei Guanjing returned from the Medical Camp, Ye Chen seemed to awaken, resuming his task with renewed seriousness.
“What’s going on? You seem distracted,” Pei Guanjing remarked, carefully wiping the bloodstains from his hands with a white cloth, his movements steady and his focus entirely on his task.
“It’s nothing, just feeling a bit bored with life in the army. By the way, Master, when do I get a day off this month?” Ye Chen asked, his gaze flickering slightly as he spoke casually.
Pei Guanjing's thick eyelashes fluttered slightly as his eyes landed on Ye Chen. “Do you want to go out?”
“It’s just too stuffy here, Master. I want to take a look outside the Military Camp. Don’t we need more Hemostatic Medicine? I’d like to see if any new merchants have come to the nearby town,” Ye Chen said, stealing a glance at Pei Guanjing. He ground the herbs with increasing force, the sound growing louder.
Pei Guanjing studied Ye Chen for a moment before slowly nodding. “Alright, then in a few days, you can accompany me.”
“Ah? Sure!” Ye Chen quickly replied, lowering his head again to continue working, though he felt a bit flustered inside.
What should he do? Pei Guanjing was going with him? This was troublesome. Xiao Feng’s Lu Ying had been confiscated by the Military Camp, but he still had his own Lu Ying. As long as he had that, he could find an opportunity to slip away. As long as he wasn’t in Lan Prefecture, the people in the Military Camp wouldn’t make a fuss over looking for a mere soldier.
However… He couldn’t help but glance at Pei Guanjing, who was pouring tea for him. A sense of unease crept into his heart as he instinctively shrank his neck.
Just then, the door of the Medicine Hall was slammed open with a loud bang, and someone rushed in—Captain Li from last night.
As soon as Li Wangcai entered the Medicine Hall and saw Ye Chen and Pei Guanjing together, he lowered his voice and spoke urgently. “The general's condition has worsened. Doctor Pei, I need you to come with me again.”
At these words, Ye Chen, who had been focused on grinding herbs, suddenly looked up in surprise.
Pei Guanjing's brows furrowed slightly as he glanced at Ye Chen beside him and decisively said, “Gather your things. Ye Chen, you’re coming with me.”
At a command from Pei Guanjing, Ye Chen immediately set down what he was holding, grabbed the medicine box, and hurriedly followed closely behind him.
Captain Li glanced at Ye Chen a few more times but did not intervene upon seeing that it was Pei Guanjing's order. Since Ye Chen was Pei Guanjing's disciple, it seemed he wouldn’t say much.
The three of them hurried along, with Pei Guanjing and Captain Li striding confidently ahead, while Ye Chen trailed behind, trying to keep up with quick little steps.
Honestly, what’s the point of having such long legs if you’re not going to use them?
Before long, they arrived at General He's Main Tent.
This was the first time Ye Chen had seen He Mu Ming since coming to the Military Camp.
He Mu Ming was just as rumored—built like a small mountain. The muscles bulging on his arms looked thicker than Ye Chen's thighs. As Ye Chen silently compared their sizes, he listened to Pei Guanjing's instructions while passing the medications from the box to Doctor Liu, who had just arrived.
He Mu Ming appeared to have been stabbed in the chest; the wound was about four to five centimeters wide, and blood gushed out like a fountain. The injury was on a major artery, making the situation extremely critical and difficult to stop the bleeding. If it weren't for his naturally strong physique, he might have already bled to death.
Pei Guanjing and Doctor Liu quickly discussed a plan to stop He Mu Ming's bleeding while everyone else stood quietly in the back. Ye Chen boldly glanced around the tent.
Upon looking around, Ye Chen couldn't help but gasp; people really could be infuriating!
The general's tent was even more extravagant than Pei Guanjing's. The ground was covered with thick wool felt that felt soft underfoot, as if walking on clouds. The entire room was heated by a stove, making it warm and cozy without a hint of cold air seeping in.
Following his gaze, Ye Chen inadvertently caught sight of something.
About ten steps away from He Mu Ming stood a pillar as thick as a person, and tied to it was another man. The man had a high nose bridge and deep-set eyes that resembled a profound abyss. His ice-blue dreamy eyes met Ye Chen’s gaze at that moment.
As their eyes locked in the air, an inexplicable pang surged through Ye Chen’s heart.
He appeared to be slightly older than Ye Chen, though only by half a head. His figure was tall and slender, with a strikingly handsome appearance that exuded an air of nobility. It was clear he was not a child raised in an ordinary household.
What is this? Ye Chen was filled with confusion. Before he could ponder further, Pei Guanjing's voice called for him to pass something. Fortunately, most people's attention was focused on He Mu Ming's wound, so not many noticed his strange behavior.
Thus, Ye Chen mustered the courage to steal a few glances at the young man.
The boy had a cloth stuffed in his mouth and could not speak. He was tightly bound to a post with a secure knot, yet even so, two soldiers stood guard beside him.
He Mu Ming's wound was treated quickly; under the efforts of Pei Guanjing and Doctor Liu, the bleeding was soon stopped. However, due to excessive blood loss, he needed to replenish his energy and blood. Pei Guanjing instructed Ye Chen to run an errand and personally go to the Medicine Hall to stew the Hundred-Year Ginseng he had brought back a few days earlier.
On his way out, Ye Chen passed by the boy again. At that moment, a faint fragrance of Snow Lotus suddenly wafted up to his nose.
In an instant, Ye Chen was shocked as he looked at the young man, waves of turmoil rising in his heart.
How could it be? How could there be Kun Ze in He Mu Ming's room? Wasn't it strictly forbidden to have courtesans in the military? What was going on?
At the same time, Ye Chen's glance caught the boy's attention.
The young man looked back at Ye Chen in surprise. He frowned slightly at being stared at and revealed a hint of wariness in his eyes.
Seeing that Ye Chen had not left yet, one of the soldiers waved his hand impatiently. Only then did Ye Chen come back to his senses, awkwardly nodding before forcing a couple of dry laughs and quickly stepping away.
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