Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 413 The Little Doctor Girl Knows How to Pamper and Flirt (Part 8)

As dawn broke, the military camp gradually came alive with activity.

When Ji Xiaosong woke up, Emperor Si was no longer in the tent.

The bedding on the other side of the bed was still warm, and a brand-new dress lay beside the pillow.

The light blue cotton cloth was much more refined than her coarse cloth clothes.

She smiled slightly, reached out and ran her hand over the fabric, her fingertips touching something underneath.

Upon opening it, one finds a silver hairpin with a small plum blossom carved on the head, simple yet elegant.

“This is…” Her heart warmed, and she gently held the hairpin in her palm.

Just as I was lost in thought, I heard footsteps outside the tent.

"Has Miss Ji woken up?" It was Zhao Yan's voice, his tone more respectful than usual. "The general ordered me to bring breakfast."

Ji Xiaosong quickly dressed and tidied her disheveled hair: "Please come in."

Zhao Yan lowered his head and entered, placing the food box on the table. He dared not look directly at her the whole time: "The general went to the training ground early this morning and said that after you have eaten, you can go and take a look at the wheat field."

"Thank you, General Zhao," Ji Xiaosong said gently. "Has the general had breakfast?"

Zhao Yan was taken aback, clearly not expecting her to ask such a question: "General... has never been used to having breakfast."

Ji Xiaosong frowned, took out a pancake and a few boiled eggs from the food box, wrapped them in a clean handkerchief, and said, "Please take this to General Zhao."

Zhao Yan hesitated before taking it: "This..."

“Just say I forced it on you.” Ji Xiaosong blinked. “If the general is angry, tell him to come find me.”

Zhao Yan couldn't help but look up at her, then quickly lowered his head again: "Yes."

Only after Zhao Yan left did Ji Xiaosong sit down to eat.

The food in the lunchbox was much more plentiful than usual: white porridge, side dishes, and even a dish of candied fruit.

She sipped her porridge, but her thoughts drifted back to the previous night.

Although the Emperor Si seemed cold and aloof, he was extremely gentle with her, even preparing a dress and hairpin for her this morning...

Just then, footsteps came from outside the tent again, this time much more chaotic.

"I heard the general brought the man back to the main tent last night?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes, I carried it in!"

"Tsk tsk, that young female doctor looks so thin, I didn't expect her to be so capable..."

Unrestrained chatter drifted through the tent flap, and Ji Xiaosong's fingers, gripping the spoon, turned slightly white.

She had expected this to happen.

In their eyes, she was nothing more than a plaything the general had on a whim.

Taking a deep breath, she put down her chopsticks, straightened her clothes, and walked out of the tent.

The soldiers outside fell silent as soon as they saw her come out, but they couldn't hide the contempt and curiosity in their eyes.

Ji Xiaosong ignored him and walked straight toward the wheat field.

Along the way, similar whispers kept reaching my ears:

"I heard she took the initiative to throw herself at me..."

"The general was just looking for something new..."

"Once the war is over, they'll definitely be sent away..."

She didn't stop walking, but her back straightened even more.

She only did what she did last night because she thought, "Why not sleep with someone who might be a freeloader?" What did it matter if others said a few words?

She is not at a loss.

At the edge of the wheat field, several villagers were already busy working in the field. When they saw her arrive, their attitude was noticeably warmer than last time: "Miss Ji is here! Look how well the wheat seedlings are growing!"

Ji Xiaosong squatted down to check, and saw that the tender green wheat seedlings were already about an inch tall, growing very well.

She reached out and brushed aside the soil to check the root development: "It will be ready for transplanting in three more days."

"The girl is truly amazing!" exclaimed Old Farmer Li. "I've farmed all my life and have never seen such drought-resistant wheat."

Just then, a commotion suddenly arose in the distance.

"Oh no! Someone has wandered into the wheat field!"

Ji Xiaosong suddenly stood up and saw several ragged strangers frantically trampling on the wheat seedlings in the field, while others were digging up the newly sprouted buds with hoes!

"Stop!" Without thinking twice, she lifted her skirt and rushed over.

When the group saw her arrive, instead of running away, they surrounded her.

The man at the head of the group, with a fierce-looking face, said, "Little girl, I heard you're the one who cleared this wheat field?"

Ji Xiaosong retreated warily: "Who are you? Why are you destroying the wheat seedlings?"

"We're from Wangjia Village in the south!" the man spat. "Why do you have drought-resistant wheat seeds while we have to starve?"

Ji Xiaosong's heart skipped a beat.

How did the news about drought-resistant wheat seeds spread so quickly?

"Brother, let's talk this out," she tried to soothe him. "Once this batch of wheat ripens, the seeds will naturally be distributed to everyone..."

"Bullshit!" The man grabbed her collar. "Those officials are all the same! Today I'm going to destroy all this wheat, and nobody's going to get away with it!"

He raised his hand to strike, and Ji Xiaosong was preparing to retaliate.

"Ah!" The man suddenly screamed and released her.

Ji Xiaosong opened her eyes and saw that the man had an arrow stuck in his wrist, and blood was flowing freely.

"General, spare my life!" the man knelt down and begged for mercy, while the others were already paralyzed with fear.

Ji Xiaosong turned around and saw that Si Di was already standing a few steps behind her, his longbow still in his hand.

His face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

“General…” she called softly.

Si Di strode forward and pulled her behind him: "Who sent you?"

The man kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "No, no one ordered me to! I just heard there were drought-resistant wheat seeds here, and I was confused for a moment..."

Si Di sneered: "No one outside the military camp knows about the drought-resistant wheat seeds."

The man's face turned deathly pale. Suddenly, he pulled a dagger from his boot and stabbed it fiercely at Si Di!

In a flash, a silver light flashed from Ji Xiaosong's sleeve—it was the silver hairpin that Emperor Si had given her!

"Pfft!"

The silver hairpin pierced the man's wrist with precision, and the dagger clattered to the ground.

A hint of surprise flashed in the Emperor's eyes, but he quickly regained his cold demeanor: "Take him away and interrogate him thoroughly."

The guards immediately stepped forward, tied the men up, and dragged them away.

Only the two of them remained by the field.

Si Di turned around, his gaze falling on Ji Xiaosong's disheveled collar: "Are you injured?"

"No." She shook her head, but then noticed blood seeping through the bandage on Si Di's left arm. "The general's injury..."

Emperor Si didn't take it seriously: "It's just a minor injury."

He bent down to pick up the silver hairpin from the ground, wiped it with his sleeve, and put it back in her hair: "Not bad."

Ji Xiaosong's ears burned slightly: "It's because the general taught me well."

Si Di raised an eyebrow: "When did I ever teach you that?"

“Last night…” her voice trailed off, “the general held my wrist as he demonstrated…”

Si Di's eyes darkened, and he suddenly put his arm around her waist: "It seems that I still have to 'teach' you a good lesson."

His breath was hot as he brushed against her ear: "Don't even think about sleeping tonight."

Ji Xiaosong's cheeks flushed red, but she heard a gasp of cold air behind her.

Zhao Yan stood on the edge of the field with a group of soldiers, all of them dumbfounded.

Si Di released her without changing his expression and said coldly, "What are you looking at? Go and find out where those people came from."

"Yes!" Zhao Yan hurriedly led his men away.

Watching the soldiers flee in panic, Ji Xiaosong couldn't help but chuckle: "General, your dignity has been completely tarnished."

Si Di pinched the tip of her nose: "Isn't this all your fault?"

He turned to look at the destroyed wheat field, his brow furrowed: "These people don't seem to be ordinary villagers."

Ji Xiaosong nodded: "Their movements are too practiced, as if they have been trained."