The Princess of Northern Land

"Third Young Master, the enemy is coming fiercely. What should we do?" a guard asked.

Si Jinhan looked into the distance and found a large group of Tatars coming. These Tatars had already reached a point of fighting with the men in black on the opposite side.

"Don't worry, my people are here." Alhatu came over and replied apologetically, "I have trauma medicine here. Do you want to bandage it for you?"

"Let's go." Unfortunately, Si Jinhan didn't give him any face. He stopped Lin Ziyin's slim waist and took the lead to gallop away.

Jueming, the guards and others immediately followed.

"Second Prince, are you going to let them go like this?" Batu was a little reluctant.

Si Jinhan from the Northland was Chu Suifeng's most effective assistant. He was very cunning and they often suffered losses under his hands. It was rare to meet them today, so I was really unwilling to let them go so easily.

"Put away your thoughts." Alhatu's face looked grim. "Don't forget that they just saved me. Heroes can compete on the battlefield. If you let me be an ungrateful villain, what else will I do? Stand before the people like this.”

The tone is very harsh!

"Yes, Your Majesty has taught you a lesson. Batu is too greedy." Batu had never seen Alhatu so angry before, so he quickly apologized and retreated.

"You're so lucky, girl. You saved several Tatars in one move." Si Jinhan slowed down as he ran to a safe area.

"Only a ghost knows who he is?" Lin Ziyin replied disdainfully, "I just saw him saving our people in the North, and thought that although this man is a Tatar, his conscience is still there."

"That's why you saved him." Si Jinhan looked at her funny, "Saving people selflessly is really not your style."

"You're so right. In fact, I regretted it as soon as I faced the man in black. Unfortunately, I regretted it too late. I couldn't run away even if I wanted to." Lin Ziyin explained half-seriously and half-falsely.

"Bullshit." Si Jinhan sneered at her statement.

"The truth." Lin Ziyin replied with a smile, "It's safe now, can Third Young Master put me down?"

Lin Ziyin felt very uncomfortable that the two of them were riding on the same horse.

Si Jinhan was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "I always thought you were thick-skinned, but now you are acting awkwardly." After all, he finally pulled the reins of the horse and stopped.

"The blood on the arm seems to be bleeding more." Lin Ziyin frowned and looked at his arm, "It's better to bandage it first."

After saying that, she also turned over and dismounted.

"I brought the medicine, little girl, I was injured because of you. Come and bandage it yourself." Without hesitation, Si Jinhan began to call Lin Ziyin.

Lin Ziyin didn't take his words seriously and agreed directly.

Back then, in the military camp, although she was not a military doctor, she learned some simple first-aid knowledge from her friends. Therefore, there is really no technical difficulty for her in bandaging the wound.

Si Jinhan took off his outer shirt and rolled up the sleeves of his inner shirt, exposing the injured area on his arm.

Lin Ziyin looked carefully and found that the arrow wound was not very serious. It was just that the arrow had scratched his arm, and one of the wounds was slightly deeper.

"Hold the pain." Lin Ziyin poured gold sore medicine on the wound, then tore Si Jinhan's gown into strips and bandaged him carefully.

Lin Ziyin, who was working seriously, looked very quiet. Si Jinhan had a teasing smile at first, but as he looked at it, his eyes became a little dazed.

There was something about the little girl that he couldn't see clearly. Sometimes she was stingy, sometimes timid, and sometimes very bold. Was what happened today really a moment of loyalty on her part? He didn't think so.