Don't disturb me, I won't be a concubine

Sui Gang stayed behind to clean up the battlefield, while Lu Siheng, Cui Qiyan and some soldiers returned to the barracks first.

Lu Siheng walked in front holding the unconscious Du Manting.

Dong Jiafu, who was standing outside, ran over as soon as she saw them come back. She felt relieved to see that they were fine. Then she noticed the arrow wound on Du Manting's chest and was shocked.

"Jia Fu, please help me call the doctor over..." Lu Siheng looked solemn.

Dong Jiafu didn't have time to think about it, so she went to find Doctor Zhang and Tan Hao, and went to Du Manting's tent together.

Lu Siheng carried Du Manting to the bed and stepped aside to wait.

Doctor Zhang stepped forward to take a look, then stood up and said, "Miss Du's injury is a bit tricky."

"Doctor, please feel free to speak your mind." Lu Siheng said.

"The arrow in Miss Du's body is close to her heart, and the exposed shaft is too short to be pulled out. We need someone with great strength and steady hands." Doctor Zhang glanced at Tan Hao and Dong Jiafu, "None of us three can do it."

"That's easy. I'll do it." Lu Siheng said without hesitation.

Dong Jiafu couldn't help but feel a little surprised when she heard this. Lu Siheng and Du Manting had a feud in the capital, and they didn't get along when they met in Xizhou. Why did he care so much about Du Manting at this time?

Doctor Zhang nodded, "It would be best if you could help me, sir."

Without further ado, Doctor Zhang brought Lu Siheng to the bedside, told him a few things to pay attention to, prepared some bleeding medicine, and signaled him to start.

Du Manting was injured in the chest, and the arrow shaft was short, so Lu Siheng's hand inevitably touched her body when he pulled out the arrow. Fortunately, he was quick, and after holding the arrow shaft tightly, he confirmed the direction and quickly pulled out the arrow.

"what--"

Blood spurted out from the wound and Du Manting woke up in pain.

Because her injury was in an inconvenient location, Doctor Zhang asked Dong Jiafu to stop the bleeding for her.

After the arrow was pulled out, Dong Jiafu immediately applied medicine to her wound. Seeing her raise her head in pain, she comforted her, "Miss Du, just bear with it. It will be fine once the bleeding stops."

Du Manting lay back down, her face pale and sweating.

Dong Jiafu didn't dare to let go, so she bent down and pressed the wound.

It was not until Doctor Zhang said it was about time that she slowly let go of her hands, thankful that the bleeding had stopped.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Ms. Dong, you can bandage Miss Du's wound later. It's inconvenient for us to stay here, so we'll leave first."

Doctor Zhang left the medicine box behind and left the tent with the others.

Dong Jiafu took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Du Manting's face.

"I won't die?" Du Manting suddenly looked at her and asked.

"As long as you take good care of your injuries, you'll be fine."

Dong Jiafu put down her handkerchief and reached out to untie her belt.

"What are you doing? Hiss—" Du Manting moved and pulled the wound.

"Don't move," Dong Jiafu stopped to explain, "We are the only two women in the entire army. Although the bleeding on your wound has stopped, it still needs to be bandaged. I will bandage it for you now, okay, Miss Du?"

Only then did Du Manting relax, tilted her head to one side uncomfortably, and nodded silently.

After getting her consent, Dong Jiafu continued to carefully undress her. The wounds on her fair skin looked particularly horrifying.

While bandaging her wound, Dong Jiafu said with regret: "Your wound is too deep. Even after it heals, it will leave a scar."

"It doesn't matter. I already have a lot of scars on my body, so this one won't make a difference."

Dong Jiafu lowered her eyes and found that, as she said, she had many scars on her body.

"Don't girls all love beauty? Don't you care at all?"

"It's just my skin. And I don't think these scars are ugly. On the contrary, they are a symbol of my progress. I want to be the first female general of Great Yin. How can I be without some scars on my body?"

"It's really admirable that you have such ambitions," Dong Jiafu said sincerely.

Du Manting turned back and asked, "Don't you think I'm daydreaming?"

"How could that be," Dong Jiafu said without raising her head as she bandaged her wound carefully, "You have ambitions and goals, and you have been working hard for them. I believe that one day you will achieve your wish."

Du Manting stared at Dong Jiafu in a daze. It was the first time in so many years that someone affirmed her ideals, and it was someone she had always hated.

Even her best friend Fang Sui thought her ideas were unrealistic and often advised her to give up.

Needless to say, her father, although he raised her in the military camp and taught her martial arts and military tactics, he still hoped that she would marry and have children like an ordinary woman and live a stable life. As a military commander, her father knew the difficulties of being a general and did not want to see her suffer.

She came to Xizhou secretly this time. Her father would definitely be angry if he knew.

Du Manting came back to her senses and asked, "But there has never been a precedent of a woman serving as a general in the Great Yin. Why do you think I can do it?"

Dong Jiafu had already bandaged her and tied her clothes. She said, "I don't know if you will become a female general in the future, but everything has a first time. Just because there was no such thing before doesn't mean there won't be one in the future. If the court ever allows women to be generals, then you must take the responsibility."

"I treated you like that before, but I didn't expect you to not care and even say such words." Du Manting whispered.

Dong Jiafu stood up and said, "I am just speaking from the facts. No other woman has ever charged into battle like you have. I admire you for that."

Then she changed the subject, "Of course, what you said to me before was also very irritating."

"I knew you still remembered..." Du Manting muttered softly.

"Okay, you are seriously injured, so take a good rest. Don't move around, and call me if anything happens." Dong Jiafu packed up the medicine box and left.

When she came out of the tent, she suddenly saw the entire army in mourning.

Dong Jiafu's heart skipped a beat and she hurried to see what had happened.

Cui Qiyan changed out of his armor and waited for her not far away. Seeing her in a hurry, he rushed over and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with Miss Du?"

"She's fine," Dong Jiafu pointed at the white silk ribbon around his waist, "Why is this happening? Who died?"

"It's Marquis Zhongjing."

Dong Jiafu was surprised, "Lu Siheng's father died? How did he die? Did we lose this battle?"

"The battle was won. Ao Ye threatened Lu Siheng with Lord Lu, asking him to exchange his life for another's. Lord Lu probably didn't want to implicate him, so he committed suicide. Lu Siheng killed Ao Ye himself and avenged Lord Lu."

Dong Jiafu was silent for a while after hearing this. "Watching his father die in front of him, Lu Siheng must feel bad, right?"

"That should be the case, but he looks quite calm. He is currently handling the funeral arrangements for Lord Lu."

Dong Jiafu followed Cui Qiyan's gaze and saw a tent where people were busy with something.

It was better not to disturb him at this time. Dong Jiafu turned around and asked, "Did you get a new injury? Come on, I'll go apply medicine on you."

Cui Qiyan held her back and said, "Don't be nervous. I'm standing right in front of you. It's just a minor injury. Tan Hao has already applied medicine on me."

"Really?"

"I wouldn't dare lie to you."