It takes a long journey to reach Langji City, a border town bordering on Da Qin. Junxu feels a little dizzy as the vast crowd follows behind her. Fortunately, she has been familiar with the place for a long time, otherwise she would have a hard time feeding and clothing all these people.
The principle of dividing up areas and assigning responsibilities accordingly was implemented. Once the system was up and running, she was relieved, except for dealing with some unexpected situations that had a greater impact, management loopholes, and the ever-present problem of enemy spies.
So Junxu was kept busy the whole way. If she didn’t have Feng Qin by her side, she wondered if she would lack food and clothing.
Feng Qin has been speaking less with her since then. Junxu wants to avoid him, but Xiao Ran is busier than her. Junxu has to remember her daily life while she is busy. Xiao Ran regularly runs from all directions of the team to take her pulse, prescribe medicine, and scowl at her, yelling
“You still have residual poison, you are just recovering from a serious illness, your body is not as good as it used to be! Take it easy, I am a busy doctor, don’t give me trouble!’
Junxu smiled, narrowed her eyes and looked at Xiao Ran’s face
‘Your face is so pale, what are your subordinates’ medical officers doing? Making you so tired?‘
’Shut up! Those people have read medical books for nothing! They’re so clumsy‘
’The war hasn’t even started yet, Xiao Ran‘
Xiao Ran wailed
’Exactly! I’ll teach them a lesson!”
Junxu smiled broadly
‘That’s their good fortune. Don’t tire yourself out too much, you won’t be able to explain to your brother-in-law when you get back.”
Xiao Ran grabbed the fruit on Jun Xu’s desk, stuffed her mouth full of it, gave her a fierce glare, and then fled. Jun Xu sighed lightly as she watched her back, pointing out that it was basically a dream to rely on her to take care of her.
Feng Qin has become her personal attendant, and he is so close that he is practically serving her in bed.
Jun Xu lazily lay on the bed, not wanting to get up. Today, the troops will rest, and tomorrow they will begin to march in a hurry. They must cherish these last good times.
Feng Qin entered the tent, a little hesitant. Jun Xu was lying on the bed in a white robe, her black hair all over her. He walked over gently
‘Marshal”
Junxu was half asleep and half awake, and he answered with a snort. He then felt a pair of cool hands stroke his hair, and he gently raised the corners of his mouth. Such a gentle touch… It’s so cold…