Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

"Father, I brought some herbs over. Do you think this can be used??"

At the entrance of the straw hut, a young lady in light-colored linen clothes was holding a pile of herbs in her hand and showing them to the old man with a white beard.

The old man sniffed the herbs one by one and finally picked out two or three. "These are usable. Go and smash these herbs and apply them to this person's wound."

"Okay."

Jun Shiling lay on the bed and felt a swelling pain in his head. He closed his eyes tightly and could not tell if he was in hell or somewhere. He only felt a hint of coolness close to his calf in a daze, clearing his thoughts for a moment.

In a daze, Jun Shiling could hear someone talking beside him. Someone was applying the herbs to him.

After a while, Jun Shiling fell unconscious again.

"Grandpa, he seems to have fainted again. Is he okay??" The young lady glanced at Jun Shiling's condition and looked at Old Master worriedly.

The old master went forward to check. "Go and brew the medicine. Drink it for him every morning and night in the next two days. If he's lucky, he can already wake up."

"Mm."

Days in the mountains always passed quickly. Every day, as soon as the grandfather and granddaughter woke up, they would feed Jun Shiling a bowl of medicine and another bowl before sleeping.

However, Jun Shiling had been sleeping, as if no amount of medicine could help him. Old Master began to waver. Could it be that this person could not be saved??

After some time, Jun Shiling, who was on the bed, slowly opened his eyes amidst a light bird cry.

"Father, he seems to be awake!!" The young lady who had been guarding the bed ran out excitedly. "Father, come and take a look!"

Jun Shiling tried to move his head. He turned his head slightly and saw two people in rough linen clothes running in.

The white-bearded old man was only a wandering doctor. He simply took Jun Shiling's pulse. From his pulse, there should be no big problem. "There shouldn't be a problem. Go and kill that chicken to nourish his body. After lying for so long, his body should be very weak."

"Okay." The young lady quickly left the room. The old man took a bowl of medicine and handed it to Jun Shiling. "Come, drink this."

Jun Shiling sized up the old man's clothes with a deep gaze. He calmly drank the medicine and said, "May I ask how long I've been unconscious? What year is it this year??"

"You've been unconscious for about six days." Jun Shiling opened his eyes. The aura on his body was completely different from before. The old man had been in the mountains all year round and had never come into contact with such a person. For a moment, the old man even felt convinced.

"It's the third year of Jiayi this year," the old man said as he fiddled with the herbs beside him. "Can you remember where you're from?? You shouldn't have lost your memory, right?"

Hearing the old man's words, Jun Shiling's eyes widened.

Three years in Jiayi. Wasn't that the third year after the Great Xia Dynasty was destroyed??

Could it be that I had traveled through time too?? Thinking of the scene in the temple previously, Jun Shiling speculated that the chaotic white light passageway was the passageway of time and space rotation. Perhaps it was because the explosion he caused in the end had changed the passageway, sending him, a descendant of the future, to this era.

Since I was already here, did that mean that Xia Wanyuan, Xia Wei, and Jiang Qing had also been sent back??

Where was Xia Wanyuan at this moment? He recalled that according to the experience Xia Wanyuan had once told him, Xia Wanyuan should have already wandered among the people. In ten days, it would be the time of the Longguan Uprising.

And that was where Xia Wanyuan had appeared.

With a thought, Jun Shiling immediately wanted to get up. However, he ignored the fact that he was already seriously injured and had no ability to get out of bed.

When he moved, there was a cracking sound. His bones were dislocated again. Jun Shiling fell onto the bed in pain.

Seeing this, the old man immediately ran over and helped Jun Shiling up. "What are you doing?? You're so seriously injured. It wasn't easy for you to survive. You can't run out."

"I have something very important to do," Jun Shiling said as he lifted the blanket and wanted to walk out. However, his injuries were too serious, so he could not do it in the end.

"No matter how important it is, you have to recover before going. Sharpening the knife won't delay the work," the old man said as he forced Jun Shiling back under the blanket. "Alright, recuperate first. I got Cui'er to cook chicken soup. She'll bring it over to you later."

Jun Shiling wanted to say something, but the old man was persistent enough. In addition, Jun Shiling did feel that his leg could not move at all. He agreed and nodded. "Okay, thank you."

Not long after, Cui'er came over with a bowl of chicken soup. "Try it quickly. Grandpa specially made it for you."

She handed the bowl over, but when she saw Jun Shiling's facial features, she subconsciously blushed.

Jun Shiling had been sick for a long time. His slightly pale facial features were originally nothing special, but at this moment, when his deep eyes opened, he seemed to have stepped on the blue clouds on the ground. He had the aura of a ruler.

The young lady had stayed in the mountains all year round and had never seen such a man. Her heart immediately skipped a beat.

She had thought that all the men in the world looked like her grandfather. So the handsome young masters in the story really existed.

Furthermore, she felt that the man in front of her was much better-looking than the young masters in those books. He was much more handsome, heroic, and elegant, making one's heart flutter.

Jun Shiling was not in the mood to drink soup. He looked out of the window. This place seemed to be surrounded by layers of mountains. The lush trees seemed to have become the masters of this place. The pines that could enter the clouds pointed straight at the clouds. Jun Shiling sighed softly. "Have you been down the mountain?"

"No." Cui'er shook her head. "Every time Grandpa goes out, he lets me watch the chickens and ducks at home. I don't want them to be taken away by a weasel."

Cui'er and Old Master relied on each other here. Old Master was a wandering doctor. Every time he went out to treat someone, Cui'er would stay in the mountains alone and look at the clouds in the mountains, the fish in the water, and the deer and hares running in the forest. Although she was carefree, she was also lonely.

It was rare for someone to be willing to listen to her in the mountains. Cui'er kept talking and telling Jun Shiling interesting things in the mountains. She had a lively personality and actually talked about those things in a very interesting manner.

However, Jun Shiling's emotions were complicated. He quietly looked at the mountains and sky in the distance. It was unknown if he was listening.

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