Female General And Eldest Princess

A few days had passed since the last small victory against the Huns, and there was a short period of tranquility in Liguo General Li Mu's barracks.

However, a diligent figure has never been seen - that is Lin Wanyue whose thigh was cut with a machete.

Speaking of which, Lin Wanyue is a very special existence in the infantry battalion. It can be said that she is the only person in the entire infantry battalion who has survived in the past two years but has not been promoted. For a place like the infantry battalion, the death rate is extremely high. , if he hasn't been transferred for two years, then this person can definitely be regarded as a veteran of the infantry battalion. In addition, Lin Wanyue is usually strict with self-interest. Although he is not good at communication, he has no friends except Lin Yu.

But this does not mean that other people do not respect Lin Wanyue. In the military camp, the relationship between people is more pure. Everyone knows Lin Wanyue's efforts and bravery in battle, so this time Lin Wanyue was injured in her leg, and Lin Wanyue, who hadn't participated in drills for several days, didn't say anything.

But Lin Yu was worried about this. Lin Yu knew what kind of person Lin Wanyue was. Lin Yu remembered that once Lin Wanyue was hit by a Huns horse and broke her arm, she insisted on participating in the drill...

Thinking of this, Lin Yu recalled the scene that day again, a stream of bright red slowly flowed out from between Lin Wanyue's legs under his gaze, Lin Yu sighed heavily in his heart: a man lost an important part, I'm afraid This time, Brother Xing was dealt a big blow!

"Brother, it's time to eat." Lin Yu returned to the barracks tent with the bowl of food in his hand, and saw Lin Wanyue sitting on her wooden bed with a pale face and rubbing a wooden board in her hand.

"Brother? It's time to eat." Lin Yu sat next to Lin Wanyue and handed the bowl to Lin Wanyue. Lin Wanyue was pulled back from her memories and saw Lin Yu's concerned face. She gave him a comforting smile and said : "Thank you, the injury in my leg is much better, and I will participate in training tomorrow."

Lin Yu was silent for a while, and said vaguely while lying down on the rice in the bowl: "The injury on the leg can be big or small. After this fight, the Huns should be honest for ten days and a half months. It's not autumn now. , the Huns don’t need to hoard food for the winter, so they shouldn’t come here so frequently, you see, our meat slices are all thin.”

Lin Wanyue grinned amusedly by Lin Yu's words, she wanted to laugh but couldn't...

Lin Wanyue looked down at the food in the bowl but she had no appetite. The crisis of her menarche hit her almost out of breath: From joining the army at the age of 14 to now, Lin Wanyue has always thought that as long as she trains hard, she will pay more than others Several times of hard work can always make up for my gender disadvantage, but I forgot that girls will come to Kuishui. At the age of 16, after menstruation, I can be regarded as an adult. For girls from ordinary families It is a meaningful thing for the child, but for me, it is in danger of being decapitated...

Lin Yu saw that Lin Wanyue was holding the bowl pale and lost in thought, and her heart was heavy, so she tried to divert Lin Wanyue's attention and asked, "Brother, what is that piece of wood you just took? You even took it with you when you went to the battlefield. by your side."

Lin Wanyue put the bowl aside when she heard the words, turned around and took the wooden board behind her: "You mean this?"

"En." Lin Yu took the opportunity to look at the wooden board in Lin Wanyue's hand, and saw that it was not surprising, but there were rows of uneven scratches on a flat hard wooden board.

"It's not a rare thing, it's just an ordinary board I brought from my hometown."

"What's that scratch on it?"

"This..." Lin Wanyue curled her lips and stretched out her fingers to lightly touch the scratches on the wooden board and replied calmly: "Every time I kill a Hun, I will carve something on this wooden board."

Hearing Lin Wanyue's explanation, Lin Yu opened his mouth wide, and looked at Lin Wanyue with a puzzled expression.

However, Lin Wanyue didn't let Lin Yu think about it for too long, and explained to herself: "I'm just afraid that I'll forget it, and just forget it if I hurt my head someday. You have to remember this, tell me today You are also good, if one day I die regardless of the circumstances, please take this board to a place called Chanjuan Village in Daze County, burn this board for me at the head of the village, and then... just Say, Flying Star has tried its best."

Lin Wanyue's voice was very soft, and her expression was also light, but Lin Yu tasted an indescribable desolation when he heard it.

"I don't care. If you want to burn yourself, you will burn it yourself. If you say something depressing, brother, we two brothers still have to make contributions together!"

After listening to Lin Yu's comfort, Lin Wanyue murmured in a low voice as if mocking herself: "What's the use of a person like me making contributions?"

These words have another meaning in Lin Yu's ears. Seeing that Lin Wanyue has said it so "obviously", Lin Yu didn't want to hide it, so he put down his job and said to Lin Wanyue seriously: "Brother, in fact, your I know everything!"

With a "click", the wooden board in Lin Wanyue's hand fell off and fell to the ground. At this moment, Lin Wanyue's mind went blank: Is she about to be beheaded?Is this how it ended up?But there are still sixty...

Seeing that Lin Wanyue's face turned pale, Lin Yu confirmed his guess, so he continued: "Brother, I know you have hurt the family successor, but don't be discouraged, you can survive in the barracks already Fortunately, if I marry a daughter-in-law in the future, I will adopt a big fat boy for you, don't worry bro."

Succession?adopt?big fat boy...

Lin Wanyue's brain turned quickly and she quickly understood what Lin Yu meant. It turns out...is that so?

All of a sudden, half of the boulder on Lin Wanyue's heart went away, and her face eased, she patted Lin Yu's shoulder and said, "Okay, we all have to live well."

Lin Yu saw that Lin Wanyue's expression was much brighter, and he became happy in his heart. The two "brothers" had a meal happily and stopped talking.

After eating, Lin Yu left the tent with an empty bowl, and told Lin Wanyue to rest well. Lin Wanyue lay on the bed and let out a heavy breath, feeling grateful for the rest of her life, but the danger still existed. It made Lin Wanyue unable to laugh.

Lin Wanyue remembers that when she was 13 years old, her mother told her about girls' menstruation. After menstruation, girls grow up, and they will come every month on a fixed day. In the past, but what about the future?

Lin Wanyue held the wooden board with 58 deep and shallow scratches on her chest, and her memory returned to Chanjuan Village again...

The mountains there, the water there, the people there...

Village head Yang who loves the people like his son, Zhang Baochang who is impartial and selfless, Aunt Wu's corn cakes are especially sweet, the Erniu in the west of the village always bullies Fei Xing, and the one who moved to the village suddenly when he was eight years old and lives in the east of the village The old doctor, he never charged money for seeing a doctor. He was supposed to be respected by others, but he had to be called the old doctor...

Suddenly Lin Wanyue's mind flashed: "Hey! You girl, you don't need to touch this herb!"

The old doctor has always liked himself very much, and he is willing to run to him, and then he began to teach himself some medicine, recognize herbs...

When I was 14 years old, I was already able to cure some minor colds and headaches. I remember that one day in the medicine house of the old doctor, Lin Wanyue saw a black herb and wanted to help crush it, but she was always kind. The old Langzhong actually got angry, snatched the herbal medicine from his hand, and killed himself...

Lin Wanyue burst into tears, and then the old doctor said to her: "You girl, you really don't know good people. You burned half of your body when your second uncle was in corvée, and now you have sores. The fire poison does not fade. This herbal medicine , called Yaowanghua, it is the best to treat fire poison with a few mild medicinal materials, but if it is eaten alone, it is very bad, especially for girls, Yaowanghua is a thing of great cold, one can't handle it well You little girl will not be able to be a mother in the future, the old man is kind enough to save you, but you are still crying, hurry up, wipe..."

I don't know why the vague memory suddenly became clear, Lin Wanyue straightened up from the wooden bed with a "huh": "Yaowanghua!"