The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

Lu Qing avoided Yu Mingchuan's gaze and hurried to carry the clothes to the bathroom next door. Although they didn't have any suspenders or underwear, the underwear they prepared was very soft. Lu Qing hurriedly put them on. When he was done, he saw that Yu Mingchuan had also put on his clothes.

He did not wear any armor today. Instead, he wore a sky-blue cotton robe with the sleeves tucked away, giving him a fresh and handsome appearance.

If it weren't for the fact that his unbound long black hair added a bit of charm to it, Lu Qing would have thought that it was a completely different person.

"There's no more green salt, you can just use the willow branches with water."

As he said this, Yu Mingchuan walked over to the bathroom and opened a box. Inside was a neatly arranged willow branch. This was their tool for brushing their teeth.

Without any hesitation, Lu Qing grabbed a cigarette and hastily washed up.

After Lu Qing was done washing up, a small porcelain bottle appeared before him.

"He came from the Western Regions. He said that if you rub his skin during the winter, it won't dry out."

Lu Qing took it over and opened it. It was a creamy white fat paste with a fragrant aroma. Not bad.

After smearing some on his face and hand, Lu Qing ignored Yu Mingchuan and walked out of the room.

There was a big cart parked in the yard, beside which stood a group of expressionless soldiers, among which was the big-nosed Fang Jiming.

The key point was that this group of people didn't even look at her. They didn't have the gossiping expression they had yesterday.

When Lu Qing approached, Fang Jiming suddenly led everyone to stand in front of Lu Qing.

"This subordinate pays his respect to Madam!"

The ten men cupped their fists and kneeled down together.

Lu Qing was shocked. This was the first time since he had arrived that someone had knelt down before him. He didn't even understand why that person was kneeling so powerfully.

Lu Qing hurried to help them, but they all quickly retreated, maintaining their kneeling positions.

"Madam, we will obey as long as you give us the order." Fang Jiming said.

"Alright," Lu Qing coughed uncomfortably, clearing his throat. "All of you, get up."

Lu Qing didn't know if what he said was right or wrong. After all, Lu Qing's entire body was extremely uncomfortable. Lu Qing heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the group of people stood up in an orderly manner.

It looked like they all knew of her identity, but she wouldn't have one after tomorrow.

"Are you coming with me to the Southwest Salt Marsh today?" Lu Qing looked at Fang Jiming.

"Yes."

His voice was still as calm as before, causing Lu Qing to be extremely conflicted. This group of people's boss simply had an erratic personality, yet his subordinates were all as cold as stone eggs. He didn't seem to care at all, alright?

Seeing that they didn't seem to have any intention of chatting with him, Lu Qing began to think about where he should eat breakfast. Suddenly, two people came in from outside the door.

Xue Yan walked over with Han Shuo in one hand and a basket in the other.

"Brother Han, let's eat."

After staying with that monstrous genius for an entire night, Lu Qing now had a good impression of Xue Yan.

"Brother!" Are you alright? " Han Shuo shook off Xue Yan's hand and ran over with his fastest speed.

He threw himself into Lu Qing's embrace. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Lu Qing, Han Shuo smiled with relief. His big round eyes were like crescent moons.

A large hand suddenly grabbed onto Han Shuo's neck and, like a little cat, grabbed onto Han Shuo's neck and carried him away.

Han Shuo kicked wildly, but he found that he could not reach the person holding him. After seeing the owner of the hand, Han Shuo instantly stopped moving like a salted fish hanging in the wind.

It was his very good-looking new father.