Traveling through time and space to become a lady of a noble family, but she only wants to escape

Chapter 193: Freedom is the Most Important Thing

"Hahaha, sister, it's weird that you call yourself by your own name, but it's true." Qiaoqiao held Baizhi's hand. "Your personality has changed drastically since you fell into the water. You're no longer sad every day. Instead, you've cheered up and lived for yourself. I'm really happy."

Bai Zhi's mind moved, and she suddenly said, "Qiaoqiao."

"Ok?"

"Do you sometimes feel that I am a different person after falling into the water?"

As soon as she said this, Bai Zhi regretted it. Life was going well now, why did she have to create so much trouble? If Qiaoqiao hadn't brought it up, she probably wouldn't have thought to ask about it in her lifetime, and a hundred or eighty years would have just passed like that.

But now that Qiaoqiao brought it up, she really wanted to get to the bottom of it. The man who had been with her for ten years suddenly changed his personality. Did Qiaoqiao ever feel scared or disgusted for a moment?

Qiaoqiao closed her eyes and thought, while Baizhi's heart was beating wildly.

"Yes, I even feel like my sister has been possessed. But..." Qiaoqiao changed the subject, her smiling eyes reflecting Baizhi's sad frown, "Sister is my sister. No matter what she becomes, she is still my sister."

Bai Zhi's eyebrows softened instantly, and she breathed a sigh of relief and laughed self-deprecatingly. Then, she used all her strength to hug Qiaoqiao tightly in her arms and said softly, "Qiaoqiao is the same. No matter what she wants to do, it's Qiaoqiao."

"Of course I am! I'm the Master Craftsman Baiying, and a hero of Wu County!"

"You stay, Qiaoqiao."

The topic changed so suddenly that Qiaoqiao was momentarily confused and asked, "What?"

"I say, you can stay. You can stay even after the sick and injured workshop is built. Our agreement is void. I won't force you to go home." Bai Zhi said seriously, "After all, the battle situation is improving now. Besides, Cheng Mao and I are here, so it's not too dangerous here."

Almost the next moment, Qiaoqiao jumped up and said anxiously, "Sister, you must keep your word!"

"A gentleman's word."

"Eight hundred horses are hard to catch up!"

"Why are you tampering with famous quotes?" Bai Zhi laughed. "Why, do you have to have eight hundred horses? Am I the kind of person who goes back on my word?"

Qiaoqiao shuddered: "Absolutely not! It just doesn't seem real. You talked your mouth off to bring Chuqi and me home before, how could this be..."

Bai Zhi spread her hands and said, "It's okay if you don't want to stay. You can go home tomorrow."

Qiaoqiao shut up very tactfully.

Suddenly, the clanging sound of shovels hitting large pots was heard in the sickhouse. Bai Zhi saw several doctors stand up and leave their seats, looking like they were going to eat.

Bai Zhi pushed Qiao Qiao and said, "Go get your meal quickly. Don't forget about you later."

"No rush." Qiaoqiao patted her belly and licked her lips. "After finishing the construction this morning, I had a small meal. Now I'm not hungry at all. Chuqi is here anyway, so it's not difficult for me to get a meal. Oh, I almost forgot, I have to go write a letter to Brother Yuanshan."

"Why don't you go home and write?"

"There's plenty of paper here, so it's okay to use a few sheets. It's better to save money than to buy more." Qiaoqiao scratched her head a little embarrassedly and changed the subject, "Have you written a letter to Brother Yun?"

"I have. The reply should be with Wei Fuguang. Unfortunately, she has not been in Wu County these days." Bai Zhi sighed regretfully. "She was able to get so many doctors here. She must have gained real power from your brother Yun. A new official has three fires to start. I guess she has too many things to do right now to pay attention to my letter."

Qiaoqiao teased, "Sister, are you so sure there will be a reply?"

"That's for sure." Bai Zhi looked directly into Qiaoqiao's eyes, which were trying to tease her. "Other people might not write back, but your brother Yun will definitely write, and maybe even a long letter."

"This place is so close to the White Tiger Army's base. Brother Yun only needs to stay in the rear and doesn't have to fight. He might come directly to find you."

"That shouldn't happen. After all, he's a prince. How can he not know what's important?"

Qiaoqiao raised her little face and said, "Others may not, but Big Brother Yun will!"

Bai Zhi disagrees.

Qiaoqiao looked around and whispered to Baizhi, "Now that everyone is eating, I'm going to find some paper to write a letter."

"go Go."

Qiaoqiao slipped through the long queue of people waiting for food without any food, like a loach. Every two steps, she would be caught by a familiar villager to talk to. One asked, "What did you have for lunch? It smelled so good!" Another jokingly asked, "Why don't you help Bai Yaoyao get medicine?" Qiaoqiao smiled at the first question, but her face turned sad after hearing the second. She cried out, "Why are you all asking this? Not everyone in Qing County knows how to identify medicine!" This caused a burst of laughter.

Although everyone was waiting outside the sick and injured clinic to get treatment for their illnesses, the scene was not depressing at all, and there was even a hint of vitality.

I don't know whether he was trying to find joy in misery or if he really felt that this battle was about to be won.

Qiaoqiao finally slipped through the crowd and into the house. Baizhi came to her senses and patted her forehead twice.

She didn't know whether it was right or wrong to let Qiaoqiao stay, but—Bai Zhi let out a long sigh and said to herself, "It's important for people to be free..."

It was almost night when she returned from the Jiabingshangfang. Not many wounded soldiers had been sent in today, so Baizhi could have finished work in the afternoon. However, she waited until evening just to get the free dinner, and then was dragged by the wounded soldiers to attend the celebration banquet that lasted until midnight.

It was supposed to be a celebration banquet, but a bunch of wounded soldiers who could barely stand up naturally couldn't do much. But that evening, the front line received another victory report, saying that the White Tiger Army had pushed the barbarians to the outside of Jingying Pass, killing thousands of them. The newly arrived wounded told the veterans how brilliantly they had fought, how General Qiao Yuanshan had commanded the troops, and how the barbarians had fled in panic. The descriptions were so vivid that the veterans wanted to jump up and join the army immediately. Some even started showing off their skills, which was scolded by Doctor Jiang who happened to see them.

It wasn't a good idea to return the army, but a celebration banquet was still possible. So after dinner, the wounded soldiers banged on pots and pans, dragged Baizhi along and started singing.

Doctor Jiang wanted to stop her and opened his mouth, but suddenly he remembered Bai Zhi once said that if the patient is in a good mood, the pain in his body will heal faster.

Bai Zhi happened to see Doctor Jiang standing there with his mouth open, and asked suspiciously, "Doctor Jiang, you seem to have something to say."

Doctor Jiang cleared his throat and said, "I remember you said you could play the piano. Go and compose some music for them."

"I want to go back soon..."

“It’s easier to feel good when there’s music.”

"..."

So Bai Zhi wrapped tight bandages around her right hand, which had an old injury, to fix it, and played the piano for two full hours.

She had originally planned to play for half an hour and then return, but as she played, she saw the soldiers singing, dancing and laughing, and she couldn't help but feel happy too.

The purpose of life is to be happy.

Wu County was still lit by candlelight late at night, so she could still see the way home clearly. Bai Zhi followed the candlelight all the way back to the small courtyard where they were staying temporarily in Wu County, only to find that it was completely dark.

She immediately became alert - the lights in Cheng Mao's house were always on.