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Chapter 111 Even if I am dead

Jiang Nianwei saw his slightly cold eyes and felt her heart sink, "A Zhao?"

Baili Zhao shook his head warily, looking at the gauze in her hand, "Are you the doctor who treated me? What happened to me? And why do you call me like this?"

Jiang Nianwei suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, and she immediately grabbed his wrist. Her pulse had returned to normal.

Could it be that because of another heavy blow to the head, his memory became confused again?

"A Zhao, it's me. I'm your wife. Do you really not remember?"

Baili Zhao frowned and turned his head away, "What a joke. I am not married yet, how can I have a wife?"

There was a hint of helplessness in the depths of his eyes, and then he shouted in a deep voice to the outside of the tent: "Come here, ask this lying woman to leave the camp."

Zheng Changkong was relieved to see his master wake up, but he also felt strange.

Miss Jiang is the person that the prince has been most concerned about these days. He mentions her most often on weekdays, and every time he mentions her, there is a gentle smile on his face.

"Zheng Changkong, you didn't listen to me, why are you still hesitating?" Baili Zhao's tone suddenly rose, affecting his wound, and he started coughing again.

Jiang Nianwei stood up helplessly, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I will leave now and will not disturb you any more."

She walked out of the tent, feeling disappointed. The head wound could restore his memory, but it could also make him forget some of his memory.

All of this cannot be explained even with modern medical technology, let alone now.

And looking at the current situation, Ah Zhao would not let her have the acupuncture treatment she had before, and she felt extremely lost.

When she arrived at the military camp's kitchen, she saw Shuangshuang and Taozhi still boiling medicine.

Taozhi asked, "Miss, why did you come here in person? My uncle...oh, no, I should call him Prince now. Is he feeling better?"

Jiang Nianwei replied absentmindedly: "Now that he's awake, his life should be safe."

Her words were light, but they could not hide the heavy thoughts in her heart.

Jiang Nianwei picked up a palm-leaf fan nearby and fanned the stove. The light and shadow of the fire danced on her face, reflecting her thoughtful profile.

Taozhi sniffed and smelled a burnt smell. "Miss, you go and accompany the prince. I will take care of this. I will bring the medicine over when it is ready."

Jiang Nianwei came to her senses after hearing this, "I was negligent. I will immediately boil the medicine soup again. When it is done, you can ask Yuwen Long to bring it over."

Taozhi found something wrong. The prince had just woken up and needed the young lady's company and care. Why was he here? There must be something unspeakable, so she comforted him softly:

"Miss, although the prince is of noble status, his feelings for you will definitely not change."

Jiang Nianwei forced a smile and changed the subject: "Well, Taozhi, how are the soldiers who have been infected with the disease these days?"

"Most of them have gradually recovered, but a small number of people originally had more severe symptoms and are still taking medication."

Jiang Nianwei nodded and said, "I'll go check on them."

She put on her mask again, personally examined each patient one by one, checked their conditions, adjusted the prescription for each patient, and tried her best to keep everyone's name.

A young soldier slowly took out a yellowed letter from his underwear and said, "Doctor, I think... I may not make it. Can you help me take this letter out and send it to my family?"

Jiang Nianwei pushed the letter back and said, "I will definitely save your life. You can mail this letter yourself."

……

After Jiang Nianwei left, Baili Zhao did not say a word and began to deal with the military affairs in hand.

Until Yuwen Long brought him the medicine and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the medicine is ready, please take it while it is hot."

Baili Zhao picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all. When Yuwen Long was about to leave, he stopped him and said, "Wait, don't leave yet."

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Long paused and knelt on the ground tremblingly. For the first time, he felt the majestic aura emanating from the prince.

Completely different from the prince who had lost his memory before, his face was as cold as ice, "Zheng Changkong, is this your subordinate? You can ask him to leave the secret guard team and demote him to a commoner!"

It had not been long since Yuwen Long officially became a secret guard. I don't know how much hardship he had to endure before he stood out from everyone.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what did I do wrong?"

Zheng Changkong suddenly realized something. At first, he really thought that the prince had recovered his past memories and had forgotten those memories with Miss Jiang. But now what he did...

He immediately responded and shouted, "Yuwen Long, why don't you thank the prince? Leave now!"

Yuwen Long wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he just let out a heavy sigh and walked out of the tent dejectedly. His back looked particularly lonely as he left.

Baili Zhao's eyes slowly fell on Zheng Changkong who was still kneeling on the ground, "Do you have any doubts in your heart? Do you think that my actions this time are biased?"

Zheng Changkong was terrified: "I dare not."

Baili Zhao did remember everything from the past.

After falling into a coma yesterday, he felt as if he was under an icy lake, surrounded by biting cold and endless darkness, and his body sank involuntarily.

Only waves of gentle calls passed by his ears, leading him to slowly wake up from the chaos.

Memories of the past flooded into his mind like a tide, and he felt an even more severe pain in his head.

He is Prince Yu of Dasheng and the Queen's legitimate son. Unfortunately, his mother has disliked him since he was a child, and can even be said to hate him.

Baili Zhao vaguely remembered those stormy and thunderous nights when he was soaked and helplessly clung to his mother's luxurious clothes, and asked in a trembling childish voice: "Mother, why can't you stay with me? Why are you so gentle to my brother, but so cruel to me?"

Chu Qingyin pushed his fingers away, "Because you shouldn't have been born. Even if we are related by blood, this hatred cannot be erased."

The eunuch with whom he had the best relationship when they were young was taken away by his mother and drowned in a well. The nanny who was a little bit better to him was also framed by his mother with a false charge and hanged to death. He only remembered the nanny's body shaking under the white silk.

He didn't know what he had done wrong. He was lonely and could only hold a kitten for company. However, he was skinned and hung in the palace by his brother. This left a deep impression on his young heart and became an indelible shadow in his life.

Since that ignorant age, he has been burdened with invisible shackles. His mother's indifference is like winter ice, and his father's gaze has never stayed on him for a moment.

Growing up in such a difficult environment, the battlefield became his only home. He forged a legend with iron and blood and became a god of war admired by everyone, but he was also the loneliest soul in the world.

Then Sanniang's gentle smile appeared in his mind. Her beauty, pure and flawless, was like the brightest moon in the night sky, illuminating his heart that had been shrouded in haze for a long time.

It’s a pity that no matter how beautiful something is, it will be destroyed if it gets close to him.

The secret guards around him were trained by him personally. Zheng Changkong was also one of the secret guards who had been with him the longest, while the others had all died protecting him.

If Sanniang stayed with him, not only she but her whole family would be in danger.

Baili Zhao hesitated for a long time with his eyes closed, and finally made up his mind. He decided to "forget" her and "drive her away" in this way.

So after he woke up, he pretended not to know Jiang Nianwei anymore.

"Drive Yuwen Long away, and he will no longer be involved with me. Changkong, you must secretly let Yuwen Long stay with Sanniang to protect her."

"My subordinate understands."

It was only after the prince drove Yuwen Long away that Zheng Changkong understood his good intentions.

He should be the person who knows the prince best, so how could he not know that he is a person with a cold exterior but a warm heart.

"Just now, I noticed that Sanniang's clothes were thin. Please distribute some thicker clothes to her."

After saying this, Baili Zhao concealed the soft light in his eyes and returned to his previous cold expression. He closed his eyes, and he was really a little tired.

He was defending his country on the battlefield, but those people in the palace were undercurrents, ready to give him the most fatal blow at any time.

Then he should be more ruthless.

……

Jiang Nianwei was suddenly given clothes, and of course not only her, but everyone around her got some.

This cotton-padded jacket doesn't look beautiful, but once she touches it, she knows that it is thicker and warmer than the ones she brought with her.

After putting on the cotton-padded jacket, she was indeed very warm, so she continued to watch over the stove and boil medicine. These medicines were prepared for other injured and sick soldiers.

Ever since Baili Zhao drove her out, she has been busy in the army like a real military doctor.

No one knew the reason at first until Yuwen Long told everyone in tears.

"Not only did the prince forget Miss Jiang, he also drove me away. Now I am...homeless. Miss Jiang, we are equally pitiful."

Jiang Lixuan and Jiang Lanxu suddenly realized that there was a reasonable explanation for Baili Zhao's avoidance during those days and Jiang Nianwei's various strange behaviors.

"You said that Prince Yu has forgotten everything? Is that true?"

Yuwen Long said dejectedly: "This matter is of great importance. How dare I speak nonsense? I am no longer a member of the secret guards. There is no need to hide it from you anymore."

Jiang Lanxu was immediately dissatisfied: "He has already married my sister, and he is a son-in-law of our Jiang family. It is absolutely true. I can show him the evidence. How can he deny it?"

"We went through numerous hardships and dangers to travel to Youzhou to save him from danger, is this the only thing we get in return?"

Jiang Nianwei stopped him: "Brother, don't go. Since he has forgotten everything, it's a good thing. I was also worried about how to explain to you that he and I were originally a fake couple. Now all these explanations are gone. I can also return to my freedom and no longer bear that false identity. How can our identities as criminals be related to the royal family?"

Baili Zhao, who was outside the tent, heard everything she said and couldn't help but frowned. He wanted to go in but hesitated. In the end, he could only stand there quietly, not daring to make any rash moves.

If Sanniang thought so, she wouldn't have to be sad.

Jiang Lixuan suggested, "Why don't you come with me? This way, we brothers and sisters can be reunited. With your help, the Xie family army will be even more powerful. Miss Xie will definitely agree."

Jiang Lanxu agreed in his heart, but he didn't know what his sister thought. "Sister, what do you think?"

"I want to cure all the patients here before leaving. Big brother, you take the supplies and leave first with the second brother. I will catch up with you later."

Jiang Lixuan frowned slightly when he heard this, and his worry was evident in his words: "How can we feel at ease if we leave you alone here?"

"Don't worry, second brother. I am not alone. Taozhi and Shuangshuang will accompany me. I also have Yuwenlong to help me. I will be safe. The military affairs are heavy and every moment is related to the overall situation. You should return quickly and don't let the enemy find an opportunity."

Under her kind persuasion, Jiang Lixuan had no choice but to agree to let her stay.

"Big brother, help the second brother. If you make military achievements, you will be able to return to being a good citizen one day."

Jiang Lanxu knew that his sister was not weak, she was even stronger than himself, "Don't worry, sister, I will live up to everyone's expectations and strive to clear the family's grievances as soon as possible and return to the right path."

Jiang Nianwei asked them to take away the remaining supplies and weapons. As the troops led by the two men went farther and farther away, Jiang Nianwei let out a long sigh, feeling both relieved and reluctant.

Taozhi looked at their departing backs reluctantly, "Miss, if the prince really forgets you, why are we still staying here? It's better to leave as soon as possible."

Jiang Nianwei couldn't help but chuckle, "Silly Taozhi, you are too naive after all. In this world, there are things more important than love, such as responsibility, belief, and country. We stay here to save people and revive the Red Fire Army so that they can protect the territory."

Shuangshuang seemed to understand something, "Compared to Sister Nianwei's ideas, we are narrow-minded."

She didn't like the royal family, nor did she like the army and the battlefield, but when faced with right and wrong, she finally understood that this was not the moment when personal emotions could control her. Compared with her small family, everyone was more important now.

Although she insisted on staying in the military camp, someone still arranged a separate tent for her.

Shuangshuang and Taozhi could just rest here with her. Jiang Nianwei took off her cotton jacket, and when she saw the cotton jacket Taozhi was wearing, she seemed to find something wrong again.

"Isn't this what was just distributed in the barracks?"

Taozhi heard this and a look of bewilderment flashed across her face: "That's right, everyone has one, and we've all been assigned one."

Jiang Nianwei touched it and felt something was wrong, so she touched the clothes on Shuangshuang.

Their cotton jackets looked the same as hers, but she could feel that they were made of expensive Tencel fabric. Hers was the only one like that, and it was used by the royal family.

Maybe this was just an accident, Jiang Nianwei put away her wild thoughts.

They hadn't rested for two days. As soon as they lay down on the simple bed, they heard the even breathing of two people on the other side.

And for some reason, she was physically tired but still couldn't fall asleep.

After entering the walnut space, Jiang Nianwei took out the letter that Ah Zhao had sent her. As she flipped through it inadvertently, another piece of paper fell down.

Because time was tight, she did not notice the note. When she opened it, there was no writing on it.

Suddenly she remembered that the royal family had a kind of writing that only appeared when it came into contact with water, so she put the note into the water, and sure enough, Ah Zhao's handwriting appeared on it:

"My wife, Sanniang, is filled with longing for you at this moment and it is difficult for me to control myself.

Whenever it is late at night and the moon is hanging over the willow trees, I feel my wife's shadow lingering around me, and I am always thinking about her.

Recalling the time we spent together in the past, the warm laughter is still ringing in my ears, but now we are far apart, every breath seems long.

My heart as a husband is like a lonely boat drifting, I only hope to return soon to be with you.

However, the war spread, people suffered, and the world is unpredictable.

If I unfortunately die in battle, I hope Sanniang will not be sad and find another good partner.

In this way, even if my body dies and my soul returns to heaven, I can rest in peace.