Deng Chan followed the villagers' guidance and found Eleven Niang, who was busy among the patients.

Although Deng Chan did not know the princess, the princess also wore a veil covering her mouth and nose, and was dressed simply.

However, just by looking at her figure and temperament, Deng Chan could tell that this woman was no ordinary person.

Moreover, she is fluent in Beijing movies, so she is probably from a big drugstore in Beijing.

Deng Chan went up to her and got close to her.

"Eleventh Mother, thank you. I am also from the capital. My name is Deng Chan. Could you please go to the quarry and treat the patients? There are many injured people with severed limbs and limbs there, and they are in urgent need of doctors.

Xiao Yao didn't speak, just looked up and down at Deng Chan who was wearing a military uniform and a machete on his back.

I was thinking:

He is thin and small, a head shorter than me, but his body is upright, his eyes are full of energy, and his whole body still exudes a faint murderous aura.

It's unlikely that she happened to have the same name. Presumably, she was Deng Chan, the martial arts contestant who was personally trained by King Zhenbei.

Unexpectedly, she was sent to Yazhou to serve.

She is from Zhenbei Palace. Could it be that Brother Nine Emperors is here too?

Before Xiao Yao had time to say anything, Yun Duo became unhappy and immediately rushed over, blocking in front of the princess, and said very loudly,

“How can this female general, one of us girls, go to a place where prisoners are detained?

I heard that the quarry was a place where hundreds of male prisoners were imprisoned.

We went, what's the difference between that and the little rabbit entering the wolf's den? "

Deng Chan took out his machete and stood on the ground, with a sincere look on his face and said,

"I will stay step by step to protect your safety. Please, a doctor has the heart of a parent. The life of a prisoner is also a life. Please have mercy on me, Eleventh Mother, and save my life."

Yunduo's eyes are full of disdain,

"When you touch your lips, you make my young lady work for her life. How much is your promise worth ... "

"Shut up!"

Xiao Yao scolded Yun Duo and looked at Deng Chan with a gentle tone.

"I'll go with General Deng~"

Xiao Yao knew it well, considering the close relationship between King Zhenbei and Mo Jingchen.

When Deng Chan came to Yazhou, she must have taken orders from Lord Mo.

Now that Lord Mo has sent Deng Chan to handle it personally, it means that the matter in the quarry is already very serious.

If you help her, you are helping Master Mo.

This is the purpose of coming here, there is nothing to hesitate.

Xiao Yao personally took half of the medical team and medicinal materials, and followed Deng Chan to the quarry.

The leader of the prisoners saw that the female captain really kept her promise and brought her doctor and medicinal materials. He also kept his promise and released all the guards who had captured the quarry alive.

A great riot broke down without further bloodshed.

At night, the princess, like everyone else, slept in the open space of the quarry, using the sky as a quilt and the ground as a bed.

Deng Chan held the machete and slept next to Eleven Niang. She kept her promise and stayed close to her to protect her safety. Her mind was always alert and she did not dare to sleep too much.

The doctors brought by Eleven Niang slept in the middle circle, and at the outermost edge, there was another circle of soldiers brought by Deng Chan to ensure Eleven Niang's personal safety.

Xiao Yao has become accustomed to sleeping on the floor, accompanied by the sounds of various insects, the snoring of men and women, and the grinding of teeth.

She was so tired that she could fall asleep just lying on the floor.

Deng Chan couldn't sleep well, so she woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and under the moonlight, looked at the beautiful eyebrows and eyes exposed on the mask of Eleven Niang, and murmured in her heart:

Eleven Niang should be about my age, but she must be a great beauty.

Nowadays, under the leadership of the Common Women's Medical Center in the capital, women are rushing to study medicine, and female doctors have become a common practice.

I don’t know whose family she is, so righteous that she risked her life to go to a place so far away from Yazhou to provide money and effort.

Looking back, I have to avenge her death with the prince ...

In the mansion of the governor of Shangzhou.

Mo Jingchen was still burning the midnight oil to write a memorial to the emperor and request funding.

Yazhou invests a lot of manpower and material resources every day, and spends money like water. The property that it obtained from nearby state capitals is gone in the blink of an eye, and it still has to rely on the court to take the bulk.

However, the emperor has always been stingy with money, so Mo Jingchen deliberately asked for more. As long as the emperor could give half of it, he would have achieved his goal.

Xiao Ye came out of the bath with his long hair hanging loose. His hair was like a waterfall. Under the candlelight, his cheeks looked particularly white. He was only wearing underpants, with water drops still hanging on his upper body. He yawned and said lazily,

"Mo Jingchen, are you done? I'm sleepy~"

Mo Jingchen raised his eyes and took a glance. The broad shoulders and narrow waist were all in his eyes. Drops of water slid from his broad chest into his regular eight-pack abs. He couldn't help but slide his Adam's apple a little.

"Put on your veil and put on your coat."

Xiao Ye refused,

"I'm hot, it's late at night, and there's no one around, so I don't want to wear anything."

The phoenix eyes above Mo Jingchen's veil were condensed, and his tone was quite stern,

"If you feel too hot, go back to the capital!"

Ever since Xiao Ye came to Mo Jingchen's governor's office in Shangzhou, his attitude when talking to him has never been better. He has always been carrying a gun and a stick.

At this moment, he was chased away by a cold voice again. Although the voice was not loud, Xiao Ye was inexplicably frightened and immediately surrendered.

"I'll wear it, why don't I wear it? I'll wear it when the water on my body dries~

Have you finished your work? I'm all sleepy. "

Mo Jingchen's thin lips parted slightly, and although his tone deliberately suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, he could still hear the bad intentions.

"Not yet. If you're sleepy, just go to sleep."

Xiao Ye stepped closer, with a flattering smile on his face and crooked eyebrows.

"No, I'll wait for you.

I have been here, but my father's imperial edict will never change. Even if you are angry, I can't go back.

From now on, I will personally keep vigil for you and make sure your merits are corrected. Don't be angry, okay? "

Mo Jingchen gave him a look to indicate the bed behind him.

"The bed in the house is small and cannot sleep two people. You can find a room to sleep in by yourself. You don't have to wait for me."

Xiao Ye glanced at the wooden bed the size of a coffin board behind him and curled his lips.

"Yazhou is really a remote and small-town place. If I lay on such a small coffin board, my feet would be outside."

Mo Jingchen rolled his eyes at him:

"Yazhou people believe that the bed is narrow and can gather energy, which means longevity. It is not a small-minded person."

Xiao Ye immediately burst into laughter.

"The meaning is good, but the room is so hot, like a steamer, where can anyone sleep?

I just laid out the mats in the yard. Can we sleep outside? You can enjoy the evening breeze and watch the stars~”

Mo Jingchen still had a serious face,

"No, I'll sleep in the house."

Xiao Ye looked confused.

"Why? Aren't you hot?"

[What a fool. Can outsiders see what you look like in the morning? 】

[I must explain myself clearly, how shameful ... ]

Xiao Ye suddenly understood when he heard him complaining about shame in his heart. However, he suppressed his anger and still pretended to be stupid in order to retaliate for the new nickname he gave himself, "Second Fool", and asked again,

"Why?"