diskusbooks Chapter 105: Missed Target
Chapter 105: Missed Target
That night, Wan Dongling and Wan Xuan came.
It was freezing cold, and the two of them were wrapped tightly, with only their eyes showing. Xiangyun only reached the entrance of the camp, but did not enter and returned.
Wen Yan looked at Wan Dongling and saw that she was looking at Wan Xiaqing without any surprise, so she asked, "You already know that Xiaqing is injured?"
Wan Dongling took off the cloak for Wan Xuan and herself, and her delicate eyebrows knitted together, "I don't know, but she was so reckless, it would be strange if she didn't get hurt on the battlefield. I wanted to come here two days ago, but the wind and snow were too strong, so I came today when it was a little lighter."
As soon as Wan Xuan untied her cloak, she immediately felt Wan Xiaqing's pulse like a normal person, "Luckily, he was treated right after the injury, so he's not seriously injured. Just take good care of himself."
Wen Yan had long known that Wan Xuan had a talent for medicine, but she had no idea that she could see patients independently at such a young age.
This thought temporarily dispelled the worries that lingered in her heart. "Didn't Doctor Jiang say that you haven't finished your apprenticeship yet?"
Wan Xuan supported herself and climbed onto the bed, her two short legs dangling unsteadily. "Yes, I haven't become a disciple yet, but you don't know, Mom. The condition he said for me to become a disciple is that I must come up with solutions to all the diseases in the book of difficult and complicated diseases in his hand before he will become a disciple to me!"
She huffed, "I can cure common illnesses."
Wen Yan smiled gently, as if she had seen Jiang Shan's angry look.
"Mom, don't worry. Don't worry, we will take care of your second sister." Wan Xuan's soft and sweet voice made people feel soft in their hearts.
"Okay," Wen Yan looked at the two of them, "Are you hungry? Mom will make you something to eat."
Wan Dongling took out two sesame cakes from her bag. "Grandpa made these for us to eat on the road. He also left one for you. Although it's not as good as what mom made, it tastes like home."
"What a taste! I want to have a bite too!" A few people were chatting when Wan Xiaqing, who had fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. Apart from his pale face, he didn't look injured at all. He reached out to take the biscuit.
"I'm so hungry. I feel like I haven't eaten for several meals."
Wan Xiaqing took a big bite of the sesame seed bun. It was stuffed with her favorite sauerkraut, which was sour and spicy and very appetizing.
Wan Xuan quickly pushed Wen Yan: "Mom! This is spicy, she can't eat it!"
But it was too late. Wan Xiaqing took a few bites and said, "What's spicy? I didn't even notice any spiciness. It's not spicy at all!"
His innocent look made the others neither angry nor amused.
There are now four people living in the small tent. The space has become smaller, but it is much warmer.
If an ordinary person were to recover from Wan Xiaqing's injuries, it would take a month for the scabs to form.
But her body was originally stronger than that of an average person, and with Wen Yan constantly feeding her spiritual spring water and Wan Xuan's help, she was almost fully recovered in three days.
Wen Yan still helped her tie the gauze to prevent others from discovering her extraordinary recovery ability.
It has been windy and snowy these days, and visibility is extremely poor. Even the Gaoli Kingdom cannot fight in such an environment.
On such a snowy night, New Year's Eve arrives quietly.
Wen Yan was separated from her family to celebrate the New Year, and she still felt a little lost. However, in order to ensure the victory of this expedition, Wen Yan, who was carrying a large amount of food, had no choice but to put this emotion behind her and stay here.
Today, all soldiers can have a sip of wine, and Wen Yan is no exception. A sip of wine is not enough to intoxicate people, but it can soothe the hearts of those who have left home.
Wen Yan's current body cannot drink alcohol and she will get drunk after just a few drinks.
She couldn't help but think that her original body was a strong physique that could handle a thousand cups of wine without getting drunk in the workplace.
He put on his cloak and walked outside the tent to enjoy the fresh air. Some people would feel uncomfortable after drinking, but Wen Yan felt comfortable.
"Your face turns red after just one sip?" A slightly teasing voice sounded from the side.
Wen Yan looked over and saw Dongfang Qi, standing in front of their tent holding a torch.
"Your place is really hard to find," Dongfang Qi said, "Is this how Ye Qinghuai arranged it? Put you in such a corner?"
Wen Yan narrowed her eyes, and the heat in her body dropped a lot. "There are not many of us, so a small tent will be enough."
After just a short while, Wen Yan's body and hair were already covered with many snowflakes.
The torch in Dongfang Qi's hand emitted a warm orange light, as if it had cast a layer of golden halo over the person in front of him.
Dongfang Qi thought for a long time before coming to find Wen Yan.
If he continued to be as nonchalant as before, Wen Yan would never take him seriously, so he had to show his true manliness and make Wen Yan fall in love with him.
Dongfang Qi put on a determined smile and said, "Since you have nothing to do, how about I teach you archery?"
This was something Dongfang Qi thought about for a long time. Archery was what he was most confident in, and he was not bragging. In the entire Ning Dynasty, if Dongfang Qi said that he was second to none in archery, no one dared to claim to be first.
"Now?" Wen Yan was a little hesitant. It was getting late and it was snowing. How could she shoot arrows?
"Yes, right now." Dongfang Qi was so busy during the day that he had no time to look for Wen Yan. "Come with me. Everything is ready."
Wen Yan remembered that she had cheated him out of a thousand taels of silver before, and she still felt a little guilty. Since she couldn't sleep, she decided to go with him.
Besides, if she learns archery well, wouldn't it be easier for her to shoot hidden weapons in the future?
The place Dongfang Qi was talking about was the training ground for soldiers on weekdays.
A row of targets stood at the edge of the camp, with different flags representing different distances.
The farthest one was a red flag, which was a hundred steps away.
Dongfang Qi brought over the bow stand and said, "Pick one."
From top to bottom, there are four bows in total, from light to heavy.
Wen Yan's eyes fell on the black bow at the bottom, "This one looks very textured."
Dongfang Qi praised, "You have good taste. This bow is one I collected. It is made of thousand-year-old wood... but it weighs 20 kilograms. It's a bit too heavy for you."
"Shen?" Wen Yan smiled and reached out to take the bow.
Dongfang Qi hurriedly stood by and carefully supported her, fearing that she would be bumped into.
Unexpectedly, Wen Yan picked it up lightly. She weighed it in her hand and asked, "How is it heavy?"
Dongfang Qi remembered that the woman in front of him was able to tear apart torture instruments with her bare hands. He wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and began to instruct her on her movements.
From what movements the legs should make, to the waist, to the shoulders, and then to the arms and fingers.
"Yes, that's it. Now look at the center of the target in front of you and shoot."
While aiming, Wen Yan joked with him with interest: "General Dongfang actually brought me, a half-drunk, to learn archery. He is really in a good mood."
Suddenly, Wen Yan felt as if something flashed in the darkness before her eyes. She narrowed her eyes and slightly shifted the direction of the arrow.
Dongfang Qi laughed dryly twice, trying to hide his true intentions: "You learn first. It's normal to miss the target the first time."
As soon as the words fell, Wen Yan's arrow shot out.
Missed the target.
Dongfang Qi was just about to say a few words of comfort, but he realized that it wasn't a miss, it was a hit on someone!