The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 280 Hardships
Menghuai practiced martial arts since childhood, but it didn't have any influence.

But after Su Yingchun bumped all day, she vomited so faintly that she couldn't eat.

"My lord, drink some water." Menghuai held up the water bag, "Sip it in small sips, drinking too much will make your stomach sick."

After she took a sip, she held her lips and endured for a moment, but she still vomited cleanly.

Master Chen chewed dry food and walked over: "This is not possible, we must eat."

She glanced at the dry steamed bun and shook her head: "I can't eat it..."

"It won't last for two days." Master Chen said bluntly, "Although I don't know why you have to personally escort this batch of goods with your delicate body, but you have to tell the truth, if you don't have enough perseverance, you'd better go back to Beijing as soon as possible."

"I... can." She gasped weakly, "Mengjiu, take dry food."

Meng Huai sighed secretly, and handed over a cake.

Cakes are better than steamed buns, at least a little salty.

Staring at the pie in her hand, she told herself over and over again, it's okay.

She is not weak and delicate, what she wants to do, she will definitely be able to accomplish.

After taking a small bite, the smell of food stimulated the taste buds, and the throat immediately became sour.

Swallowing it abruptly, then swallowing the second, third...

She eats slowly but firmly.

"Interesting." Master Chen smiled, turned and walked away.

"Miss..." Menghuai gripped the corner of her clothes tightly, "It's better to go back..."

"No." She took a sip of water, slowly recovering, "It's much better, I'm fine."

"...I will scold my subordinates to death..." Menghuai murmured.

She sneered: "Your master is me, why should he blame him?"

Meng Huai said helplessly, "Yes, good master of this slave, let's go to bed early."

Inside the dry cave, there was a bonfire, and there were shift watchmen outside.

She lay on the felt cloth, covered with a blanket, extremely exhausted, and a heavy sleepiness hit her soon.

What Master Chen said was true, after eating, he recovered a lot the next day.

In the next two days, she swallowed the dry food on time for each meal, and on the fourth day, she no longer felt uncomfortable.

"Congratulations, you made it through." Master Chen was quite pleased.

The other members of the caravan have always seen her forbearance, and they were a little contemptuous at first, but now they can't help showing some respect.

The frail young master, who lived and ate with them, looked gentle but tough, without any arrogance or extravagance.

"Men, the more you practice, the stronger you will be." A man surnamed Zhang said heartily.

She choked, wiped off the water stains on her lips, and echoed embarrassingly: "Yes."

The man next to him punched the other party: "Su Dong's family is so gentle and handsome, how can they compare with you as a rough man. After two years, it will be fine if you grow up. You are only thirteen or fourteen years old now?"

"Ah, almost." She just smiled and said nothing.

The caravan marched to the sixth day. For the sake of speed, they would not pass through small towns except for necessary food supplements.

She has never stated a specific destination, only revealing the name of the next city when she arrives at one.

This rule is common in the industry, so everyone is not surprised.

At noon, everyone leaned against the boulder to rest.

Meng Huai took out the note from the copper buckle, raised her hand lightly, and the pitch-black bird flapped its wings and flew away.

"How to say?" She leaned over.

"Ruan Feng and the others went to Pinglinpo."

"Yangcheng is also ready to go." She thought for a while, and said, "With this calculation, we can meet at the border the day after tomorrow."

"Then, you have to hurry up and keep going."

She was puzzled: "Why?"

(End of this chapter)