Rebirth of a Lost Nation: Princess, Please Respect Yourself

Chapter 261 Sin

As Ning Yunxiao said this, the torches on the city wall swayed, stretching the figures of the two people out.

Intertwined, like their inseparable fate at this moment.

Jiang Lige looked up, his eyes met Ning Yunxiao's deep eyes, and his heart slowly calmed down.

"I understand, Yun Xiao."

After hearing this, Ning Yunxiao's expression improved a little, but then slowly darkened again and he sneered.

"Now, it's time to settle accounts with the city gate guards for their dereliction of duty."

Having said this, Ning Yunxiao's body temperature dropped suddenly, and his eyes were cast coldly at the city wall not far away, like a biting cold wind in winter.

"Then you go ahead and do your work. I'll go help Doctor Shi."

After all, this matter was Sheng Ling's internal affairs, and it was not convenient for Jiang Lige, a princess of Nanchu, to interfere. So she nodded, greeted Ning Yunxiao, and turned to go to the military medical tent.

As soon as I entered the doctor's tent, I was greeted by a strong aroma of medicine mixed with the smell of blood.

The candlelight was bright, Shi Daizhi was busy shuttling among the wounded soldiers, Feng Quan was following beside him to help, their cooperation was seamless, and both of them were busy so hard that their backs were soaked with sweat.

Jiang Lige stepped forward and asked softly.

"Doctor Shi, is there anything I can help you with?"

Shi Daizhi has always been a straightforward person and didn't think too much about it. He nodded while wiping the sweat off his face.

"Princess, if you don't mind, please assist Fengquan in cleaning the wounds and changing the bandages for these wounded. Remember, be very careful to prevent the wounds from becoming infected again."

"it is good."

Jiang Lige responded, quickly rolled up his sleeves, and assisted Feng Quan in cleaning the wounds of the wounded with warm water, then gently wiped them dry with a clean cloth, and replaced them with new bandages.

Although Jiang Lige was attentive enough, there were still people who knew her identity and felt alienated from her. They were wary and disgusted with her, and some even harbored a bit of hatred towards her.

Just then, Jiang Lige reached out to treat the wound of a young wounded soldier when she saw the other party suddenly push her hard and roar.

"Princess Nanchu, why are you being so hypocritical? The reason why all of us are lying here today is all thanks to you, Nanchu!"

Jiang Lige was knocked back by the sudden push and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Feng Quan, who was standing by, was quick to support her in time.

Even so, his wrist accidentally hit the edge of the medicine box next to him during the jostle.

She felt a sharp pain, but she had no time to pay attention to it. She just looked at the emotionally agitated wounded soldier with complicated eyes.

"I understand your feelings, but I do not wish for war between our two countries. Today, as I stand with you, I also deeply hope that this war will end and that peace will prevail."

"Hope? Hahaha!"

The wounded soldier laughed sarcastically and argued harshly with red eyes.

"What's the use of hope! You are from Nanchu, and those who just led the invasion are your relatives! They were the ones who killed my relatives! These are not things that can be easily dismissed with a few frivolous hopes! Therefore, Princess Nanchu, there is no need to pretend to be a good person in front of us!"

After the wounded soldier finished speaking, the other wounded soldiers next to him frowned and explained.

"Xiao Yang's brother died in the battle of Border Town."

To die in a battle at the border town means to die at the hands of the people of Southern Chu.

"Feel sorry."

After saying this, Jiang Lige bit his lip, then took out some gauze, slowly walked back to Xiao Yang, and said seriously.

"I'm not a good person, nor do I need to pretend to be one. In fact, I know that there are countless people here who have prejudices against me. But everyone, as long as you have the green mountains, you will never worry about lacking firewood. The most important thing right now should be to take care of your own health. Getting angry with someone like me who has nothing to do with you will delay treatment and harm your body. Isn't that just to make your loved ones sad and your enemies happy? So everyone, just treat me as a stranger. When the battle situation is clear one day, new grudges and old grudges will be settled. As for you, you want revenge, to avenge your previous humiliation? At least you can't drag your body with you in such a scarred state. Only by staying alive can you have the right to talk about revenge."

After saying this, Jiang Lige didn't care whether Xiao Yang had calmed down or not, and walked forward again with the gauze.

Xiao Yang's anger had not yet completely subsided, and he subconsciously resisted, but Jiang Lige seemed unaware and stubbornly continued his actions, so that the wrist that had just been hit began to bleed a little.

Seeing this, Xiao Yang sighed lightly and gave up struggling completely.

After all, they all knew that Jiang Lige was right. Only by surviving could they have the right to talk about national hatred and family feuds.

As Xiao Yang's emotions gradually calmed down, the tense atmosphere in the medical tent also slowly eased.

The candlelight flickered, and the sharp hatred was eventually dissolved bit by bit by persistence and sincerity.

Jiang Lige didn't know how long she had been busy. When she stopped, the sky outside had turned bluish-white.

It's day, it's dawn.

Just as she was about to go out to take a look, she heard a commotion, and then two familiar figures were kicked into the medical tent.

They were the two men under Lu Er's command who were in charge of guarding the city gate yesterday.

Following closely behind was Ning Yunxiao.

Ning Yunxiao had a cold expression on his face and pointed at the wounded soldiers in the tent.

"Look, they were all hurt because of your selfishness. Many brothers outside collapsed in the dark night, leaving behind no last words, and without even a chance to call for help."

After Ning Yunxiao finished speaking, the two men who were kicked to the ground trembled all over, their faces as pale as paper, and the two seven-foot-tall men cried with snot and tears streaming down their faces.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It was all because of our misjudgment yesterday. We didn't obey the military orders and guard the city gates carefully, which delayed the military intelligence. We almost put the entire Longcheng in danger. If Princess Zhaohua hadn't discovered the problem in time, brought reinforcements, and then risked her life to light the beacon fire, we would not be able to resist the invasion of Nanchu even if we died. Brothers, we are the ones who failed everyone!"

Inside the medical tent, there was complete silence, with only the crackling of the candlelight remaining, which formed a stark contrast to the two people crying uncontrollably on the ground.

The wounded soldiers looked at each other, complex emotions flashing in their eyes.

Jiang Lige's identity as Princess Nanchu is indeed awkward, and Ning Yunxiao doesn't expect everyone to be grateful to Jiang Lige for this matter. It's already difficult to coexist peacefully.

Therefore, he did not elaborate further, but turned his head to look at the two soldiers who made mistakes and said in a cold voice.

"The opposition is between nations, not individuals. On this battlefield, everyone is a victim. Letting personal emotions affect the course of battle, causing the innocent deaths of comrades, is an unforgivable sin. In the face of war, although you two have made a grave mistake, your lives can serve a greater purpose. Today, I do not want your lives, but I hope you will remember that your lives were paid for with the blood and lives of countless comrades. You should use them wisely to protect every inch of Shengling's land."