Adorable Princess: General, Be Reasonable

The old soldier looked around and saw that no one was talking to the person beside him in a low voice: "That is the most beloved sister of the General Mo, the woman that the crown prince cares about, you dare to stop her?"

"What?" The love of the crown prince? Hadn't she been abandoned by the crown prince? "How did he become the crown prince's lover again?" The person who spoke had a look of puzzlement on his face and a hint of disbelief could be heard in his voice.

Wasn't the person the crown prince liked the second lady of the Mo family? How did she become the young lady of the Mo family?

"I don't know about that. In short, I can't offend this woman." The veteran looked at the tent. This was his reminder to the recruits.

"Then now that she has entered, what should we do?" The recruit looked at the veteran, and his eyes flashed a look of helplessness.

"Go and report to the crown prince, tell him that Miss Mo insisted on breaking into Mo Feiye's tent, and we were unable to stop her, at that time, the crown prince would naturally take care of it, and it would be none of our business." The old soldier's eyes flashed with a glint of light. He would not offend him if he said this.

The recruit touched his head and muttered: "Why should I tell them?"

What if the crown prince got angry?

The old veteran slapped the recruit's head and viciously bellowed: "You little bunny, if it's not you go, could it be that I'm the old man! "Don't worry, just do as I say. The Crown Prince won't punish you. Hurry up, he'll come out when he's late."

"Oh, I know."

The new recruit rubbed his beaten head and headed straight for the Crown Prince's tent.

When Mo Ranran entered the tent, Mo Feiye was reading a book. Seeing her come over, he put down the book in his hand.

"Why are you here to deliver medicine today?" And the Military Surgeon Wang? "

Mo Ranran took the medicine from the Medicine Cup and handed the bowl over to Mo Feiye.

"From now on, your medicine is under my control. Hurry up and drink it while it's still hot."

Mo Feiye looked at her, took the medicine and drank it all in one gulp.

He put down the medicine bowl and unhurriedly said, "This medicine seems to be different from the previous ones."

Mo Ranran took out the gauze and medicine from the cabinet at the side.

"Hold out your hand."

Mo Feiye obediently extended his hand out, and Mo Ranran lifted his sleeve, revealing the position where it was wrapped in gauze.

As she applied the medicine on Mo Feiye, she said, "I've made some adjustments to the medicine, and in one or two more times, I'll be able to come up with an antidote. These few days, I'll come over everyday to check your pulse, and see if the effects of the new drug can delay the spread of the plague."

Mo Feiye's deep eyes focused on the person in front of him. From his angle, he could see Mo Ranran's long eyelashes and fair neck. The sunlight shined on Mo Ranran's body, adding a sense of tranquility to her.

His deep eyes flashed with a glint of light, and he stretched out his other hand, as he pulled Mo Ranran into his embrace.

Mo Ranran never thought that Mo Feiye would suddenly hug her. His hands trembled, and the medicine was all over his wounds.

"Mo Feiye, what are you doing? The medicine is smeared crooked."

"I don't want to give you up to another man." Smelling the faint medicinal fragrance from Mo Ranran's body, a dark and obscure emotion flashed past Mo Feiye's eyes.

The air was silent.

"Then don't give way." After a long while, Mo Ranran's voice faintly sounded, and it resounded clearly in the quiet tent.

She raised her head and looked straight at Mo Feiye with her clear eyes. With a trace of determination in her voice, she said, "You won't die, I'll heal you. I want you to protect me for my entire life."

Mo Feiye's eyes slightly shook, lowered his head and kissed her lips, "Alright, I'll protect you my entire life."

This time Mo Ranran did not push him away.

Just at this moment, footsteps came from outside the tent, the two quickly separated, the wounds did not have enough time to be treated, Mo Feiye directly dropped his hand, and used his sleeve to cover the wound.

While the two of them were doing all this, the Crown Prince walked into the tent.

The moment the crown prince entered, he smelled the medicine in the room and scanned his surroundings. His gaze landed on the Medicine Cup s and the bandages on the table, and finally landed on the two people who were embracing each other. His eyes flashed with a dark light.

Seeing that the crown prince was looking at him, Mo Ranran's pupils slightly contracted. He got up from Mo Feiye's body and calmly sat to the side, as if nothing had happened.

The Crown Prince walked a few steps and sat in front of Mo Feiye. His pitch-black eyes flashed slightly, "Mo Feiye, where are you injured? Why didn't anyone notify me? "

Mo Feiye's mouth formed a beautiful curve, and his voice carried a tinge of coldness, "Your Highness, you take care of everything everyday, how could I dare disturb Your Highness?"

"Are your injuries serious? Why don't you rest for a few days and lead the troops after your injuries heal? " The Crown Prince raised his eyes slightly, a trace of malicious intent in his voice.

Mo Feiye said unhurriedly. "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. A small wound won't affect the troops."

The Crown Prince poured himself a cup of tea and glanced at the two of them, pretending to ask casually, "What were you doing just now?"

If he wasn't mistaken, these two siblings were hugging each other just now.

Mo Feiye's expression remained calm as he tidied up his messy clothes. A dim light flashed across his eyes, "My little sister almost fell down, big brother supported her, is it that strange?"

The crown prince played with the teacup in his hand as a mysterious light flashed in his eyes, "You siblings are really on good terms with each other."

"Naturally, the relationship between Ranran and I cannot be compared by others." The smile on Mo Feiye's lips grew even wider.

The Crown Prince paused for a moment before placing the teacup down, "I just remembered that I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first."

After saying that, the Crown Prince turned around and left.

After the crown prince left, Mo Ranran asked in shock, "You're leaving just like that?"

Did he come in just to say a few words, have a cup of tea, and leave?

Mo Feiye looked at the place where the crown prince had left, his eyes filled with coldness.

After the crown prince returned to his tent, his mind was filled with Mo Ranran's slightly flushed and bashful face and swollen lips. The hostility in his eyes became heavier and heavier, as if a fire was burning in his heart.

The Crown Prince's face was dark as he smashed the table in front of him with his palm.

The guard outside the door heard the sound and hurriedly rushed in as if he thought someone had barged in.

"Get out!" Before the guards could clearly see the situation in the tent, they were yelled out by the crown prince.

After the guard had retreated, the Crown Prince's fingers began to creak. His voice was filled with a thick ruthlessness.

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"Mo Feiye, I never thought that you would be such a vile person, attacking even your own little sister."

Although he did not see what was happening inside the tent, he could roughly guess what was going on.

The crown prince was like an evil ghost that had crawled out of hell, exuding a cold and vicious aura. Nobody could snatch away the woman he had his eyes on. The more he spoke, the more unwilling he became to let go.

As Military Surgeon Wang was organizing the medicinal herbs, he heard someone calling him from outside. At first, he could only faintly hear the three words "Military Surgeon Wang", but when that person approached, he heard the words clearly —

"Military Surgeon Wang, not good. There are many people in the army who are having a fever …"

Hearing that, the Military Surgeon Wang immediately walked out of his tent, and grabbed the soldier that came to report, his face somewhat anxious as he asked: "What did you say?"

The soldier's face turned red as he gasped for breath, "So many soldiers are having a fever. It's only been half a day and already more than ten people have fallen. Vice General Li feels that something is amiss and wants me to tell you to go take a look."

"Where are they? "Bring me there." Military Surgeon Wang's expression changed. A fever was a sign of being infected by the plague, and with so many people having a fever all of a sudden, it couldn't be that they were infected with the plague, right …

The soldier brought Military Surgeon Wang to a tent. There were about ten people lying in the tent, all of them in a coma due to the fever.

Military Surgeon Wang selected a few lower meridians, and when he finished, his entire face changed.

The soldier that brought Military Surgeon Wang over asked softly: "Military Surgeon Wang, what's wrong with them?"

"It's a plague. They're infected with it." Military Surgeon Wang glanced at the people in the tent.

"What?" How could it be a plague! " When the little soldier heard this, he panicked. How could plague spread in the military camp?

"I want to report this to General Mo. Before I find out how these people contracted the plague, don't eat anything." Military Surgeon Wang gave them some instructions, then went to find Mo Feiye.

Before Military Surgeon Wang could even get close to Mo Feiye's camp, he was stopped.

"This big brother, I have something to discuss with General Mo, may I trouble you to let me in?" Military Surgeon Wang ran over, his forehead overflowing with sweat.

The veteran soldier blocking Military Surgeon Wang said expressionlessly: "The Crown Prince has an order. No one is allowed to enter the tent."

They had already let Mo Ranran in before, but this time they could not let him in.

Military Surgeon Wang wiped off the sweat on his forehead anxiously, and there was a tinge of anxiousness in his voice, "I really have something to discuss with General Mo, you guys can let me in."

"Mo Feiye had already been removed from the position by the crown prince last night. If you have any urgent matters, go find Crown Prince."

Just as Military Surgeon Wang was feeling extremely anxious, he saw Mo Ranran coming out from his tent. A glint flashed across his eyes as he shouted, "Miss Mo."

Just as Mo Ranran was about to leave after helping Mo Feiye change the medicine again, he saw an anxious Military Surgeon Wang and couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Why are you here?"

"Miss Mo, something happened in the military camp." Military Surgeon Wang looked at the guards, and did not finish his words.

Mo Ranran's eyes flashed, he led Military Surgeon Wang to a place with no one around, and asked: "What happened?"

Military Surgeon Wang looked around and seeing that there was no one around, he said: "There's a plague in the army camp, more than ten soldiers have already been infected, and the number is still increasing."

The fewer people knew about this, the better. There were more people who knew about it, and it was easy for there to be a commotion.

Mo Ranran's eyes narrowed slightly as he was shocked by this piece of news.

"What should we do now?" When the Military Surgeon Wang saw that she did not speak, he became even more anxious.

Mo Ranran's eyes flickered slightly, and slowly began to speak, "Take me to see first, and find out the reason for the plague. Someone should have already informed the crown prince about this matter.

Didn't the crown prince steal Mo Feiye's authority? She wanted to see how the Crown Prince would deal with such a situation.

By the time Mo Ranran arrived, there were already twenty odd soldiers in the tent. The other doctors had also heard the news and rushed over, upon seeing Mo Ranran and Military Surgeon Wang, a few imperial physicians immediately came to welcome them.

An imperial physician said worriedly, "More and more people are having a fever. At this rate, the entire camp will probably be infected with the plague."