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Sometimes, misfortune really does come knocking, and that’s exactly what happened to Lou Yu.
Lou Yu had just finished practicing his shooting, beads of sweat dampening the hair on his forehead. Before he could get closer, a waft of fragrance from the pear tree hit him.
Ye Chen flared his nostrils, and even without turning around, he knew who was behind him.
“Hey, Ye Chen! I’m calling you! Did you hear me? Why are you still walking ahead?”
Lou Yu strode up and blocked Ye Chen’s path. When he looked down, he saw Ye Chen cradling something in his arms. In truth, Ye Chen was merely shielding himself from the wind and sand with his sleeve, holding it close to his chest. However, Lou Yu mistakenly thought Ye Chen was hiding some delicious food.
“Ye Chen, how could you be so inconsiderate? What are you hiding? Why didn’t you tell me?” Lou Yu squinted at the item in Ye Chen’s arms and reached out a hand toward it.
“Hey, hey, hey! Don’t touch that! It’s food for Doctor Pei. If you want to eat, go get your own from the kitchen. You’re a vice commander; if you want food, just have someone bring it to you. What do you think you’re doing?” Ye Chen swatted Lou Yu’s hand away before giving him an exasperated look.
Lou Yu flashed a grin. “What do you know? Food that’s been taken is always tastier. Just give me that, and go get another bowl for Doctor Pei.”
“Is it really necessary? It’s all the same food; why do you have to steal this one? Move aside quickly; Doctor Pei has been waiting for a long time.” Ye Chen held the bowl with one hand while preparing to push Lou Yu aside with the other.
“It’s not the same at all!”
Lou Yu stood his ground as Ye Chen tilted his head back. “Big brother, I’m working right now, so please don’t block my way.”
“Working? What kind of word is that? How do you always come up with so many words I’ve never heard before?”
Lou Yu crossed his arms over his chest while holding the Li Hua Spear and leaned slightly forward, bringing his head closer to Ye Chen’s. “Do you know that General He has already agreed to send me to escort supplies to Cangzhou? If you beg me now, maybe I can take you out of the military camp for a little stroll later.”
Ye Chen had intended to bypass him but upon hearing this, he retracted his left leg that had been poised in mid-air and landed it back down. He held the bowl in both hands and with a clatter, presented it directly to Lou Yu. “Brother, I think whether or not we can go out for a stroll doesn’t matter much. What matters is that this bowl of Meat Sauce Noodles really Submissive ld be yours. I’ll run back to Doctor Pei’s side and get another bowl; I can’t let my brother go hungry.”
Ye Chen wore a serious expression, speaking with righteous fervor.
Lou Yu's lips were tightly pressed together, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he watched Ye Chen in silence.
Every time they went out to transport supplies, the Military Camp would typically send two or three Firestarters to assist. This time, under Ye Chen's "good brother" approach, he successfully convinced Lou Yu to take him along to Cangzhou for the supply run.
Xiao Feng was at the Ruined Mountain Temple, located at the confluence of Cangzhou and Lan Prefecture. No matter what, he had to tell Xiao Feng that he couldn't do this; he needed to leave this place.
General He's tent was surrounded tightly. After more than half a month of scouting, he couldn't find any loopholes and had no way to personally deliver the seal to General He’s hands.
It seemed that his connection with this silver was indeed fated to be unfulfilled; he could only think about it.
He had already taken two of the pills Xiao Feng provided, leaving him with ten. Even if Xiao Feng wanted them back this time, he couldn't give them up; after all, there could be no deserters in the Military Camp. He still needed some time to devise a plan for faking his death and escaping. However, as long as he remained at Firehead Camp, where he wasn't required to fight and only handled logistics, he wouldn't "die" anytime soon.
His mind was in disarray. By the time Ye Chen returned with a bowl of Meat Sauce Noodles to the Medical Camp, over half an hour had passed.
Upon entering the Medical Camp tent, Ye Chen scanned the area but did not see Pei Guanjing. After inquiring with someone nearby, he learned that Doctor Pei had been waiting for him in the Medicine Hall.
Thanking the person, Ye Chen quickly turned and headed into the Medicine Hall tent adjacent to the Medical Camp.
The Medicine Hall was built next to the Medical Camp, with a side door facilitating movement between them. Inside the Medicine Hall were various common herbs for stopping bleeding and treating wind-cold damp pain; upon glancing around, Ye Chen recognized most of them.
This was all thanks to his grandfather from the twenty-first century, who was an Old Chinese Medicine Doctor. When he was young, his grandfather would often hold him close and teach him about herbal medicine, showing him how to identify these traditional herbs. Even with modern Western medicine being so advanced, his grandfather always said: "We must not forget what our ancestors left behind."
Thinking of his grandfather now in his eighties, Ye Chen felt a pang of sorrow at how he would react upon hearing about his accident.
How could he possibly return home?
Pei Guanjing sat on a reclining chair at the side entrance of the Medicine Hall, partially hidden in the shadows. Ye Chen entered without noticing him at first.
His long legs extended down to the ground even while reclining, and with one hand propping up his head, he turned slightly to look at Ye Chen, exuding an indescribable aura.
"Do you recognize these herbs?" Pei Guanjing spoke softly, noticing Ye Chen's gaze lingering on the herbs laid out on the table.
Ye Chen was caught off guard and jumped slightly. Turning around, he saw Pei Guanjing in such a posture and thought he might be angry for waiting too long. He quickly apologized, "I accidentally spilled my meal on the way here and had to make another bowl for Doctor Pei, so I arrived a bit late. I hope you don't mind."
Catching sight of the bowl of noodles Ye Chen brought forward, Pei Guanjing's slender eyelashes flickered slightly. He parted his thin lips and said, "Come closer."
Ye Chen hesitantly raised his head, meeting Pei Guanjing's amber eyes that reflected the faint light within the tent.
He stepped forward, bending slightly to present the bowl in his hands. This was a gesture Fu Gui had taught him, explaining that when dealing with someone of status or someone like General He who should not be easily offended, one must always show sincere humility when admitting mistakes.
This Doctor Pei was said to have been personally recruited by General He recently; it seemed wise to adopt a more respectful attitude in front of him.
With this thought in mind, Ye Chen bent his waist even lower.
When seated, Pei Guanjing was only half a head shorter than Ye Chen, but now as Ye Chen leaned forward to offer the bowl, his posture appeared as follows: his upper body bent down, his waist curving downward, hips raised, and legs straightened.
The young man's slender figure was outlined by the deep creases of his coarse robe.
Pei Guanjing's eyes swept over him before he quickly averted his gaze. He reached out to take the bowl and calmly stated, "You still haven't answered my question."
Ye Chen paused for a moment, quickly recalling that his lingering gaze on the herbs in the pouch on the table had raised Pei Guanjing's suspicions.
Sitting up straight, Ye Chen glanced at the herbs and quickly replied, "These are just some common medicinal herbs from my town, mostly used for treating external injuries and colds."
A flicker of intrigue flashed in Pei Guanjing's eyes. "You know about herbal medicine. Did someone teach you?"
"It was my grandfather..." The words slipped out before Ye Chen realized his mistake. He immediately corrected himself, "I often see people gathering herbs in the wild mountains and learned to recognize some common ones from them. It's nothing special."
Pei Guanjing raised an eyebrow slightly, holding his chopsticks while the bowl of noodles remained untouched. His gaze was both amused and scrutinizing as he looked at Ye Chen.
That look seemed familiar. Ye Chen recalled the moment he had been signing up for military service, when Pei Guanjing had given him that same expression from the second floor.
But what did it mean?
Unable to decipher Pei Guanjing's deeper intentions, Ye Chen forced a smile. "Um, Doctor Pei, it's noon now, and I believe the kitchen could use some extra hands. I've delivered the food here, so I'll come back to pick up that bowl in the afternoon." Without waiting for a response from Doctor Pei, Ye Chen turned and hurried away.
In truth, Ye Chen didn't want to leave in such a fluster every time he faced Pei Guanjing. However, whenever their eyes met, he felt as if he were being stripped bare by the other’s gaze. That chilling and suffocating sensation was quite uncomfortable.
Moreover, with each brief conversation they had, he risked exposing his secrets. Ye Chen found it nearly impossible to guard against such scrutiny.
Pei Guanjing appeared refined and handsome, yet Ye Chen couldn't shake off the feeling that he was a fox in human skin.
With a tight bite on his lower lip, Ye Chen trudged towards Firehead Camp, feeling frustrated.
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