Eight Hundred and Eighth: Maru State, Go Home (6)
injured?
Huijun was in a trance, and when she came back to her senses, a sharp pain came from her fingertips, which made her gasp in pain.
Looking down, a bright red bead of blood has emerged from the fingertip.
"Slightly injured? Where is the injury?"
Huijun barely calmed down. She put the embroidery needles and half-embroidered children's shoes into the embroidery basket, and was about to get up.
"It's not really hurt, it's just a scratch—you just stay and don't run around."
Jiang Pengji came over at this time, her face was flushed red, her cheeks and neck were covered with hot sweat, as if she had been fished out of the water.
As soon as she came, the female soldier who delivered the news blushed, saluted and retreated reluctantly, looking at Jiang Pengji inexplicably.
Huijun got up halfway and was stopped by Jiang Pengji, so she could only sit back, but she didn't stop talking.
"I just heard that Langjun and that reckless man Fu Wang had a fight? Where did you get hurt?" If she hadn't been reserved by nature, she really wanted to go over and examine Jiang Pengji carefully. Although Fu Wang is a reckless man, his force is not weak and He is tall and tall, like a small mountain. Compared with his own husband, he looks extraordinarily handsome. The two gentlemen are not as strong as the other. Can Huijun not worry?
Now that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, Jiang Pengji has already rolled up her sleeves and trouser legs impatiently, and she still feels uncomfortable doing this.
She took the wet handkerchief from Huijun and wiped the sweat from her cheeks, neck and arms, and felt a little more comfortable.
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Don't listen to what other people say, where is there any injury?"
Her smile is so pure that even others can be infected by her smile, and even show a knowing smile.
That kind of purity is not a blank sheet of paper. To be precise, it is the clarity after seeing the world and reading thousands of sails.
"Aren't you saying no?" Huijun looked carefully, and noticed that Jiang Pengji's wrist was redder and swollen than usual, and there were some finger marks when she looked carefully. It was just because the sun was shining outside and her skin was tanned a few degrees, so it was not obvious. , "Take some anti-swelling medicine..."
Looking at Hui Jun who turned around to look for medicinal wine, Jiang Pengji couldn't laugh or cry, but she had no choice but to let her go.
Jiang Pengji supported her chin with one hand, while waiting, she glanced at the live broadcast room that she had neglected for a long time.
Today's live broadcast room is still lively.
Jiang Pengji and Fu Wang had a fight with bare hands, and the audience said that today's live broadcast was full of gold, and any random editing would be a blockbuster martial arts movie. More importantly, they watched from Jiang Pengji's perspective, full of sense of substitution, faintly refreshing feeling of incarnation of peerless masters hanging and beating children. What's even more refreshing is that after beating the child, there is a gentle and virtuous young lady by his side to greet him with care.
The audience in the live broadcast room were very eager to see, why didn't they have such a gentle and virtuous young lady by their side?
Not to mention that Huijun is so gentle, even if she is only 10% gentle.
[Li Wushuang]: The women around this baby can climb up and down carrying 20 liters of bottled water, they are definitely women.
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: I'm envious of the host... Watching the live broadcast every day, as a male, I want to hold high the Lily banner.
[Ink and Wash Nianhua]: I feel that in the live broadcast room, gender doesn't matter at all. As a senior rotten girl, I really want to throw myself into the arms of romance.
[Little Ding Ding who goes with the flow]: Hehe, whether it's romance, danmei or lily, my anchor can do it at his fingertips, believe it or not?
[Thirty-Six Strategies for Love]: Believe, of course! My anchor is the protagonist, you know the main attack?
Seeing that the painting style in the live broadcast room went in a strange direction again without looking back, Jiang Pengji couldn't help but silently sighed.
Huijun helped her untie the cloth strip wrapped around her right hand, and the ugly black mark was tightly attached to the palm and back of her hand, like a birthmark.
She sighed, "The secret recipe of the palace doesn't work, it's still like this..."
Every time Huijun sees the black mark on Jiang Pengji's right hand, she always feels the urge to stand on end, but Lang Jun doesn't care.
Jiang Pengji said, "It's not tanned. Naturally, it won't work if you use whitening powder."
The black mark is [Ninth Grade Loyalty Talisman]. As long as this mark is still there, it can always attract the time-traveling girl.
Huijun sighed, and carefully rubbed the swelling-reducing medicinal wine on Jiang Pengji's wrist.
While applying the medicine, he said, "Don't care about that kind of reckless man, sir, he is a rough and worthless stubborn rock, and bumps and bumps will not get in the way."
No matter how you throw a stone, it doesn't hurt, but if there is a slight scratch on the unparalleled beautiful jade, it will also break your heart.
Jiang Pengji said yes, looking at Huijun's belly, she said, "The conditions during the march were rough, but fortunately she is still well-behaved."
Huijun's cheeks turned red, and her appetite has been extremely poor these days, and she feels nauseous when she eats anything.
Lang Jun told her that she really had a child in her stomach.
"How long has it been, how can we be sure?"
Due to the rules of the women's camp, Jiang Pengji didn't want to reveal that Huijun was pregnant, so she didn't ask the military doctor to give Huijun a pulse.
Huijun wholeheartedly agreed with Jiang Pengji's move.
Regardless of whether Huijun is a soldier of the women's battalion or not, Huijun is a female soldier of the women's battalion in the eyes of outsiders.
The women's camp is inherently secular, and walking is difficult. If it is reported that the woman staying in the military camp is pregnant at this time, will the reputation still be heard?
Not being able to hire a doctor, Huijun was uncertain whether she was pregnant until Jiang Pengji gave an affirmative reply.
Jiang Pengji doesn't know how to check the pulse, but she has a strong mental brain and is particularly sensitive to the spiritual breath.
There was another faint mental wave on Huijun's body, which was the trace of a new life.
"In short, you still have to be careful, don't be tired on weekdays."
Although there was no rush, the whole day's march was tiring, and it was fatal enough for a pregnant woman who was only one month old.
Jiang Pengji could only let Huijun ride Xiaobai, and even modified the saddle, reins and stirrups on the little white horse's back, trying to make it comfortable and light, and looked a little fancy. Fortunately, Xiaobai has a gentle temper, but he didn't make a fuss, and was as well-behaved and docile as always.
Huijun pursed her lips shyly, with a gentle smile on her face, as if a holy light shrouded her.
Jiang Pengji saw it, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.
She sincerely hopes that this will be the starting point for Huijun's new future, and she will no longer be entangled in the quagmire of the past.
There were still ten days before Xiaoshu, and Jiang Pengji finally returned to the long-lost base camp for half a year.
Half a year later, the war-torn Chengde County slowly regained its vitality. Young people who fled the war and left their hometowns came back one after another. Because they caught the tail of the spring plowing, the faces of the people here finally had a healthy blush and a relaxed smile.
Fengyi County is full of vitality, and the reclaimed wasteland has been filled with crops, full of vitality.
Farmers, men and women are farming in the fields, and children are playing and playing.
Cheng'an County, as a small county that tried out the "law of farming" for the first year, has taken on a completely new look, and farming can be seen everywhere.
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