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Chapter Thirty-Five: The Civil Affairs Has Been Decided, Intending to Strengthen the Army(1/2)

"It doesn't matter if you don't have it."

Su Chanyi smiled faintly, facing Bai Zhi's puzzled gaze, and did not give an answer.

I just added in my heart: I will take action when the time comes.

"My brain is full of muscles. Just make the decision, Miss."

Bai Zhi does not waste energy thinking about these uncertain futures.

He tiptoed and headed west quickly.

Su Chanyi didn't close her eyes all night, so she took a break before Bai Zhi returned.

She found a piece of clean grass and leaned against a thick willow tree.

Just as I closed my eyes, I heard heavy footsteps approaching quickly, but stopped suddenly ten steps away.

Su Chanyi opened her beautiful eyes and looked at the Grand Duke Zhuang Yuan, who had similar facial features to Zhang Junlin. She had always been aloof and aloof, with a slight smile on her face.

"Your Highness, is something wrong?"

This pair of siblings is very interesting.

His Royal Highness the Prince is as shrewd as the spirit fox she raises, while Her Royal Highness the Princess is as honest and honest as Bai Zhi's loyal dog.

If it weren't for their similar looks, it would be hard to imagine that these two were biological siblings.

"Sorry for disturbing Miss Su's rest."

Zhang Junyuan stepped forward quickly and suddenly began to take off his armor and clothes. He did not stop until only a layer of single clothes was left.

Su Chanyi appeared calm and composed, but in fact her mind went blank for a moment.

Fortunately, when only his single clothes were left, he saw the blood seeping out of them and understood the other party's intention. He quickly sat up straight and stopped him in time.

"Her Highness Princess's wound has scabbed over. Taking off her clothes directly may cause the wound to become even larger. Can you let me deal with it?"

"Then I'll trouble Miss Su."

Zhang Junyuan's hands hung at his waist, clenched into fists.

Even though Su Chanyi's movements were very gentle, the veins on the back of her hands still popped out.

When all the blood-stained clothes were torn off, Zhang Junyuan was sweating profusely.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess has been injured for three days, why are you dealing with it now?"

Su Chanyi took out the gold medicine she carried with her and carefully applied it on the two wounds on the left and right sides of her chest.

Looking at the wound, it looks like it was struck with a sharp object with a sharp center and two flat sides... It's the mark of a hammer!

Su Chanyi thought of the soldiers in the military camp mentioning that they were guarding the city that day and that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had not arrived yet, but it was only the Princess in front of her who had stopped him. She couldn't help but feel a strong sense of admiration in her heart.

Hiss!

Su Chanyi tore off a clean strip of cloth from her inner garment and wrapped it around the wound.

"Your Highness, please rest more these days. I will change your wound medicine the next day."

"No need to trouble Miss Su, just give me the medicine and I'll do it myself."

Zhang Junyuan took the medicine bottle and winked playfully.

Su Chanyi finally saw the similarities between the two siblings, that is, they were both willful and reckless.

"Thank you, Miss Su, for bandaging me. I will pay you a new set of clothes another day."

Zhang Junyuan comes and goes in a hurry.

Obviously he just came here to borrow some medicine.

Su Chanyi saw her retreating back, opened her mouth, and swallowed back the life-and-death crisis that His Royal Highness was about to face.

"Your Highness, the princess, only has the fourth level of strength. Saying it will only increase your troubles."

Strange to say.

Queen Mo is a warrior at the peak of the ninth level.

In the past, His Highness the Crown Prince kept his secrets secret and concealed his strength as a seventh-level warrior.

Her Royal Highness is a real fourth-level warrior. Judging from the many old injuries on her body, she must have worked hard on her outer body before she managed to squeeze into the fourth level.

The talent gap between the two siblings is too great.

"I'm just here to treat illnesses and save the world. Saving His Highness the Crown Prince is for the sake of the people of South Vietnam. I don't want to participate in other overt and covert struggles."

Su Chanyi changed into a comfortable position again and closed her eyes.

Half asleep and half awake, I smelled the aroma of meat buns.

Opening her eyes, Bai Zhi was happily chewing the buns.

"Have you met His Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Well...he was eating alone behind his back. I noticed it at a glance from a distance and snatched a drawer of buns from him, hehehehe."

Bai Zhi stuffed two buns into her hands.

"Miss, hurry up and eat it while it's hot."

Su Chanyi looked at Bai Zhi, who was broad-minded and fat, and didn't know whether to reveal that His Highness the Crown Prince had a special regard for her.

Unless His Highness the Prince is willing to give it, Bai Zhi may not be able to grab these buns even if she fights.

"Have all the words reached you?"

She stuffed the bun into her mouth and swallowed it in small sips.

If you haven't had a drop of water all night, the more hungry you are, the slower you should eat.

"The message arrived. He said thank you, Miss, for saving him again."

Bai Zhi finished swallowing a bun, reached out and tapped her head, and added with a sudden realization.

"By the way, he also said he would come to the military camp in the afternoon. Come...what are you doing?"

He just grabbed the buns and ran away without hearing clearly.

Su Chanyi guessed what happened and didn't bother to ask.

Anyway, she doesn't get involved in political affairs, so it's enough to get the word out.

Speaking of which, His Highness the Crown Prince's actions are also very playful.

"I mentioned such a big thing casually, and he actually believed it."

Su Chanyi took another bite of the bun, with a smile on her lips.

It is really unimaginable that one day she will establish such a deep understanding and trust with a stranger whom she has only met once.

Is this a confidant?

"The buns at this place are not as delicious as the buns at yesterday's place. I'm almost tired of Jinling's buns. Miss, when His Royal Highness comes to the military camp, you can ask him if he can eat Jinling specialties that I haven't eaten before."

The 156-pound Angelica dahurica acts like a coquettish girl, making it difficult for people to resist.

Su Chanyi smiled slightly when she thought that the "confidant" she thought she had actually had a soft spot for Bai Zhi.

But she still encouraged Bai Zhi.

"You can go to His Highness the Prince in person and request extra food for dinner in the evening. I believe that as long as you say it, he will definitely satisfy you."

"Really? Miss will never lie to me! Then I will wait for His Royal Highness to give me delicious food!"

Su Chanyi shook her head helplessly.

Your Royal Highness came to the military camp not to deliver dinner to Bai Zhi.

But the people in the city have been comforted, and the soldiers have recovered from their casualties.

His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince with far-sighted vision, is going to train his troops.



"Your Highness, this is the amount of steel currently in Jinling City."

Dong Yiyou took a thick account book and handed it to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince respectfully.

There are too many people who want to open up wasteland, and there are many problems.

The master has been surrounded by three circles inside and three outside. When His Highness the Crown Prince has something to do, he has to run errands to help.

"Who wrote this?"

Zhang Junlin's eyes lit up when he opened the table of contents and saw the marked page numbers.

"My master asked me to take charge of statistics and copying."

Dong Yiyou felt a little uneasy.

It was his first time doing literary work, so he probably made many mistakes.

"I remember that you are the Grand Master's personal bodyguard, a third-level warrior?"
To be continued...
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