After the marriage, the sick and weak husband fell off the horse

After Lin Jingrong and Xie Chunchao walked away, Lin Jingrong asked in a low voice, "Does Chaochao think I'm nosy?"

Xie Chunchao shook his head, "No, I know you are worried about me."

Lin Jingrong glanced sideways at Xie Chunchao's bright little face, the look in her eyes showed a determination that even she didn't know she had.

He wanted to tell her that no matter what happened in the future, he would stay with her, protect her, and never let her be hurt.

But he couldn't and didn't dare.

He was afraid that Xie Chunchao would abandon him decisively after finding out that he had been lying to her. He knew her temperament and could definitely do such a thing.

The two of them did not go back to the small courtyard where they lived. It was quite far away from the training ground. It was a waste of time to go back and forth, so the two of them entered a free military tent under the leadership of the sergeants.

When Lin Jingrong came, he was worried that Xie Chunchao would sweat due to fatigue from training, so he specially brought a change of clothes for Xie Chunchao.

Xie Chunchao hid behind the screen and Yun Xie helped her change her clothes, while Lin Jingrong guarded her outside the tent.

She looked down at the purple clothes she had changed into, and touched the wristbands with silver armor on her hands. She felt quite emotional in her heart. She didn't know if other husbands would be so attentive to their wives, but she thought that at least Ning Heng was. Will not.

She and Ning Heng had been together for more than ten years. Ning Heng rarely paid attention to these trivial matters. He often said that a real man should make contributions.

If Xie Chunchao had married Ning Heng in a step-by-step manner, she would have been like many noble women in Shanling, busy with the affairs of the back house and taking care of the house for her husband, instead of being on the frontier or in the military camp like she is now.

"I've changed it, come in." Xie Chunchao called loudly from inside the house.

"Okay, I'm in."

Lin Jingrong prepared eight dishes for today's lunch, four meat and three vegetarian dishes plus a chicken soup. He was afraid that the food would get cold, so he put every dish on a copper plate, and then specially brought an iron rack and eight iron dishes. base.

He placed the candle on the base and lit the fire, and then placed the copper plates containing food on the iron stand one by one. After doing all this, Lin Jingrong said warmly, "You can eat it in a moment."

Xie Chunchao held his chin with one hand and tilted his head to look at the red and bluish flames, "This is too troublesome."

"No trouble." Lin Jingrong raised a gentle smile on her lips, "I can't let my Chao Chao eat cold food."

Xie Chunchao met his deep and gentle eyes, and there seemed to be lingering affection in his eyes, as if she was everything to him. Her cheeks began to heat up uncontrollably, and even her palms burned fiercely.

It must have been roasted by the fire... Xie Chunchao thought.

The food gradually heats up, the aroma spreads, and white mist rises.

Lin Jingrong handed her the chopsticks and said, "You can eat."

Xie Chunchao was eating with his head down, and when a piece of ribs entered his mouth, Xie Chunchao realized something was wrong.

Today's dish seems different from usual, it doesn't look like it was cooked by the chef.

"Today's dish...?"

Lin Jingrong seemed to know what she was going to ask, and said softly, "I did it, are you okay?"

After he finished cooking, he tasted each one and confirmed that there was no problem before bringing it to Xie Chunchao.

"Did you do it?" Xie Chunchao found it hard to imagine Lin Jingrong, who was pure and simple, busy in the smoke-filled kitchen, especially since he was not in good health and was always coughing...

"You don't have to do this kind of thing for me." Xie Chunchao said, "Just leave the cooking to the people below." Lin Jingrong picked up a piece of tender fish with clean bones and put it in her bowl, saying , "But I can't do much for Chaochao. If I can't do this, I really don't know what else I can do for you."

"How could it be? Didn't you help me design weapons?"

"Well, that's another thing." Lin Jingrong responded softly, "I like to watch Chao Chao eat the food I cooked."

Seeing his persistence, Xie Chunchao had no choice but to let him go. Anyway, he was getting tired of doing it.

In the past, Ning Heng said that he would bring a bouquet of fresh flowers every day, but after only persisting for a month, there was nothing more to come.

After the two of them had eaten, it was still early. Xie Chunchao lay down on the couch and slept for a while. After recuperating, Fang said goodbye to Lin Jingrong and rushed to the training ground to participate in the afternoon training.

After General Pei counted the number of people, he asked everyone to run around the training ground five times as usual, and then took them to the weapons rack and said, "As the saying goes, an inch long is an inch strong. On the battlefield, the most versatile weapon is a spear. The knife comes second.”

"Ordinary soldiers only need to practice spears and long knives."

"But you are a special army. In the future, your role will not be in the frontal battlefield, but in surprise attacks. The so-called surprise attacks require you to be able to quickly, accurately and silently deal with the enemy, so the weapons you mainly practice are Spears, bows and arrows, any weapon of your choice that suits you.”

When everyone heard that they could choose for themselves, their eyes were all on the weapon racks, thinking about which one they should choose.

Xie Chunchao's archery skills have reached their peak, so she doesn't need to put too much thought into bows and arrows.

Her eyes swept over the weapon shelves one by one. There were shurikens, Emei thorns, long whips, rope darts, daggers, swords and many other weapons.

Among these various weapons, few of them are heavy weapons that focus on strength. It can be seen that General Pei did not just pull some weapons to fill up the number, but thought about it carefully.

"Now I will give you time to freely choose the weapon of your choice. Someone will explain it to you after you get it."

Although General Pei was talking about freedom, everyone had already lined up silently and picked up the items on the weapons rack in order.

When it was Xie Chunchao's turn, she looked at every weapon, and was finally attracted by a shiny black horizontal knife.

She picked up the horizontal knife. It weighed about three kilograms, which was a weight she could bear.

Qiu Qingying happened to be standing next to her. When she saw Xie Chunchao holding a long black sword, she asked, "Princess, do you want to learn the sword?"

Xie Chunchao responded, "I think the knife is the cleanest."

If someone is close, she can also directly chop with the knife to make up for her disadvantage in melee combat. Moreover, the knife is not heavy, so she can use the hidden weapon in the temples unexpectedly during the battle.

"What about you?" Xie Chunchao asked, "What do you want to choose?"

Qiu Qingying smiled and said, "I want to choose the long whip."

Xie Chunchao remembered that Qiu Qingying had said before that he would also learn to whip.

"The long whip is also very good. It has a long attack range. If you use it properly, the enemy can't get close to you."

Qiu Qingying took off the long whip from the weapon rack and stroked the rough whip body. She smiled softly and said, "It would be great if this whip was equipped with a sharp blade, so that I can directly tear off the enemy's head."

Xie Chunchao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Qiu Qingying, who looked soft and weak, was also... quite rough.