轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！The princess is truly brilliant.

Since the large army was going to camp here for the night, Feng Si promptly informed everyone to set up camp after a short while.

Only tonight, the sky is overcast and gloomy. It's already dusk before nightfall.

It looks like a storm is about to break.

Qiao'er served Chu Qingge congee early in the morning and some snacks.

Perhaps because there were no more bumps after the meal, Chu Qingge didn't vomit again.

It's considered some progress.

After nightfall, it began to rain heavily as expected.

Lan Yu held the bowl of medicine and stood guard outside the tent.

"Where is Mr. Mu Bai" Qiao'er looked out the window.

As usual, Mr. Mu Bai would personally deliver the medicine.

Lan Yu turned her head and said, "Master said he had some things to attend to, so he asked me to deliver the medicine."

He stood outside the curtain and respectfully addressed the person inside: "Master said that the medicine for nighttime has been prepared. Later, Qiao'er will warm it up, and you can drink it."

"What is Mu Bai here for" Chu Qingge asked.

Lan Yu shook his head. "My subordinate does not know."

"I understand. Have Qia'er bring the medicine in, and you go to rest. A storm is coming soon, and if I don't call, there's no need for you to come."

"Princess..." Lan Yu was used to guarding outside the princess's tent. To ask him to leave would make him truly uneasy.

"If it rains heavily, could you sleep outside my tent Come and squeeze with the brothers, let's rest together."

Lan Yu hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying, "Yes."

Although the princess has no power or influence in the army, this is the young master's grand army.

In fact, besides the pressure from the young master, there is no danger in the army.

Chu Qingge finished the medicine and waved to Qiao'er: "You should rest too."

She had been ill for two days, and Qiao'er had not slept or rested to care for her for two days.

At this moment, when you look at Qiao'er, her under-eye bags are puffy, and her dark circles are pronounced. It's clear that she hasn't had enough rest.

Qiao'er wanted to refuse, but Chu Qingge's face turned cold: "If you don't want to sleep, I'll stay with you."

"How can that be" Qiao'er puckered her lips.

Knowing the princess's fiery temper,

I chose not to argue with her.

She lay down in the bedding beside her and, sure enough, fell fast asleep after a while, snoring much louder than usual.

He must be exhausted.

Chu Qingge lay on the low couch and rested for a while, but she still couldn't fall asleep.

The wind and rain outside grew increasingly fierce, making even the tent feel as if it might topple over.

She donned her cloak, passed over the still-sleeping Qiao'er, and lifted the curtain to step out.

On a rainy night, almost everyone else had gone to camp and rest except for the brothers on duty.

Outside, heavy rain pounded down, the sound almost drowning out everything.

Looking from afar, Chu Qingge saw a slender figure squatting beside her carriage.

Although he was wearing a rain cloak, the wind and rain were truly too heavy. Even from so far away, Chu Qingge could almost see clearly that he was completely soaked through.

Mu Bai, beside her carriage, was fiddling with something.

Chu Qingge held an umbrella and walked over slowly.

The rain was coming down heavily. Mu Bai seemed not to notice anyone approaching from behind until her umbrella shielded him from the falling raindrops.

Mubai was taken aback and glanced at her. His expression changed instantly: "Princess, your cold seems to have subsided a little. You can't catch another chill right now! Go inside and rest quickly."

Chu Qingge ignored him, her gaze falling on the wheels in front of him.

Her eyes flashed a hint of surprise: "You picked up my two springs"

That was the chariot wheel that Chu Weiyun had previously had Lan Yu forge back. It had been broken today.

Mu Bai looked at the coils of wire in his hand, a little surprised. "This thing, it's called a spring Was it also designed by you, Your Highness"

"Hmm." Chu Qingge nodded, glancing up. The sky was gloomy, and this rain showed no sign of stopping anytime soon.

"Sir, why don't you go back and rest for now We can finish this tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow morning, the army will be ready to march at any moment. They won't wait for someone like me."

Mubai's words probably had some underlying meaning.

Chuchu's eyes darkened slightly.

Yes, even she, with her so-called "princess disease," no one is willing to stop and let her rest.

Perhaps only Chu Weiyun in the entire army could sway Feng Liye's cold heart.

So, Mu Bai's words are not unreasonable.

She smiled lightly: "Since you, sir, came here to stand in the rain for me, then I can only die with a gentleman."

"No!" Mu Bai stood up and wiped the rain from his face.

I've seen how this spring gets wound around the wheel, I can fix it quickly enough.

As long as he has seen something, he can usually build or repair it.

"Princess, you'd better go back and rest immediately. Don't catch a cold again."

Chu Qingge remained unmoved, calmly saying: "Sir, if you continue to waste your breath with me, I shall simply continue to be drenched in the rain. What need is there for anything else"

This woman!

Mu Bai was truly at her wit's end! Her temper, so fiery!

"Okay, I'll get that done as soon as possible."

He could only crouch down again and continue with his work.

All I ask is that it be finished quickly so the princess can return home soon and avoid getting rained on any further.

Chu Qingge moved the umbrella in her hand closer to him.

I'm still sick, and my hands and feet are actually a bit inconvenient.

A gust of wind blew, and the umbrella in my hand suddenly became unusually heavy.

One slip and the umbrella would fly out of my hand.

Chu Qing's heart tightened, wanting to grasp the umbrella again, but it was too late.

Worse still, driven by the umbrella, his own body was violently flung sideways.

She thought she was going to fall into the mud this time, until a long arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her back from the brink.

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