Luo Fengtang looked at these numerous kinds of medicine, his face full of astonishment.

He picked up one bottle of golden ointment, pulling out the small wooden stopper.

She sniffed under her nose and frowned.

"What's wrong? What's the matter with you?"

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Yang Ruqing asked in surprise.

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He took another look at the golden healing potion in his hand: "This is genuine, top-quality healing potion! It's incredibly effective!"

Luo Fengtang came to his senses and put the small wooden stopper back in.

“I was thinking, if these real medicines were available in the military camp, then several wounded soldiers wouldn't have to die from infected wounds!”

He spoke in a low voice, his face growing grave.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ruohua was even more astonished.

“What do you mean? What’s going on at your camp? Tell me!” she said.

He didn't want to bring those unpleasant things from the camp to her.

But he couldn't stand her questioning, so he revealed that the military supply officials had secretly colluded with drug dealers.

The matter of smuggling counterfeit medicine into the military camp, resulting in many wounded soldiers not receiving timely treatment, was told to Yang Ruqing.

“I had an argument with that quartermaster, pointed out his despicable behavior, and now he's quit.”

"Intentionally using medication as a tool for leverage."

"General Xiahou and the Ning brothers are helpless, the supply of medicine in the army has now become a problem!" he said. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! I'm happy to help. ?

"Seeing them so troubled and distressed, Brother Ning had to go appease the Quartermaster Officer again. It's such a bother!"

“Could it be that I was wrong about that?”

“But, even if I am wrong, I will still expose the military officer's evil deeds!”

He gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with determination.

Upon hearing all this, Yang Ruoheng raised her hand and grasped his fist.

"Táng yázi, you didn't do anything wrong!"

“Such a quartermaster who treats the lives of soldiers as a joke deserves more than just a punch!”

"If it were me, I would have cut off his head long ago!" she said.

The soldiers are fighting with their lives at the front.

A reliable supply line to the rear is "the fundamental" factor.

If the very foundation is rotten, then what's the point of fighting?

If you get sick, you die. If you get injured, you die. The medicine is just buckwheat flour, who would dare to be a soldier?

“It’s just about supplying medicinal herbs, what’s so difficult? You go back and report to your Xiahou General, I can supply them here!” she said.

"What?"

Luo Fengtang was stunned.

I thought I heard wrong.

Yang Ruqing pointed at the pile of bottles and jars in the package, smiling and saying to him, "These medicines weren't bought from the pharmacy, they were all made by ourselves!"

"All the medicinal herbs come from Mount Niuniu behind our village."

“The wild medicinal herbs in the mountains, their efficacy, is top-notch!” she said.

Luo Fengtang was greatly astonished. He let go of her hand and turned to take out the bottles of medicine from his bag, examining them carefully...

When he put down the last bottle, he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"Qing'er, what? What a good thing! When did you switch to selling herbs?"

He asked.

Yang Ruqing smiled, "I haven't changed careers. The wine shop is still open, so I'll just find other ways to make money!"

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In a few words, she told him about how she had put together a mule-drawn transport team and a medicinal herb gathering team.

At the end, she added: "The mule and carts of the transport team were all sponsored by Big Brother Zuo. I invited him to join us in business."

Luo Fengtang looked at her deeply, his big hand tightly gripping hers.

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"No wonder you've lost so much weight, I wasn't here for all this time you did so much!"

He could no longer hold back. He pulled her into his embrace, holding her tightly.

The two of them were enjoying their last moments of tenderness, hoping the dawn would never come.

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Soon, the rooster crowed for the first time.

He leaned down and gently kissed her hair.

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"At night, don't drink cold tea for the sake of coolness, you might have a stomachache later..."

His words reached her ears.

She curled her lips: "It's hot, isn't it? Cold tea is refreshing!"

"Even if it's more comfortable, you can't drink these few days," he said again, his voice carrying a hint of unyielding seriousness.

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She was surprised and looked up at him.

He continued, "Your good days are coming to an end. You drank cold tea and will have a stomachache later!"

“I’m not by your side again, unable to help you massage…”

Little days...

Her face flushed red.

Just like a baboon's butt... red.

“As a big shot, you wouldn't forget anything important, would you?”

She lowered her eyes and mumbled a little sheepishly.

He, however, corrected her in all seriousness: "You are my wife. It's only natural for you to keep track of your own married life..."

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Her face flushed even redder.

She glared at him. "Fine, fine. If you want to remember it, go ahead. Let's drop this subject!"

Seeing her feign anger, he smiled with delight.

I just like to see her shy.

I can't get enough of it.

It's a shame, dawn is approaching. I don't want to leave, but I have to.

As if she could read his mind, she withdrew from his arms before he even had the chance to say goodbye.

"Grab the package from the table and put it in your hands: “It’s time to leave. Don’t worry about home, I’ll take care of it!”

He took the package, his fingers gripping it tightly, his knuckles turning white.

He gazed at her intently, the yearning and struggle in his eyes impossible to conceal.

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She smiled at him and said, "If you want to accomplish great things, you can't be distracted by romantic feelings."

“Go on, I won’t send you off. I still need to take a nap!” she said.

He nodded.

"When I return to the military camp, I will report the matter of the medicinal herbs to General Xiahou."

He said.

No matter what, we have to make this deal happen.

This way, he'll have a chance to meet Qing'er!

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Upon hearing his words, Yang Ruqing nodded.

She yawned and walked towards the bed.

“Hurry up and leave, be careful on the way!”

When she said that, she had already gone back inside her tent.

The coarse, old canvas curtain fell, blocking his view.

"Well, Qinger, you must take care too. I'll be going now!" he said in a low voice.

"Okay, remember to close the door for me!"

A languid voice floated from within the room.

“Well, you take a good nap!”

He slung his bag over his shoulder and turned to walk toward the house door.

He dared not look back.

He was afraid that once he turned back, he would never be able to leave.

When the soft click of the door closing reached his ears.

When she was once again alone in the house.

She in the room, could no longer hold back her tears...

I can't fall asleep at all.

My mind is racing, replaying every little detail about him.

Wondering where he might have gone, was he alone going to Qianyuan County or with companions?

It should have been riding there, where are the companions and the horses waiting?

When I'm marching back to the camp, will I pass by here again? Will I ever come back for a visit?

Probably no time, right?

After all, he is now in the army. As a soldier, everything he does must obey orders and follow deployment is the duty of a soldier...

My mind is racing, I can't stop thinking.

By the end, my head was aching from thinking so much.

She simply got out of bed, washed up, and went back to work.

Overthinking is useless. When things get busy, giving him practical help is more important.

Come on, we can do this! Love you!