The Two Hundred and Eighty Pound Fat Girl and Her Five Husbands

Chapter 127

As soon as Lin Zaozao's words fell, there was silence between the two sides. After a moment, a disheveled person walked over from the front.

Through the rolling dust, when Lin Zaozao saw the person's face clearly, she immediately felt heartbroken.

She stepped out from behind Uncle Zhang and rushed towards the person without any grace, lifting her skirt.

"Don't come any closer!"

When Lin Zaozao saw Ji Fantian's blocking hand, she forcefully restrained her flying motion and obediently stood in front of him.

What's wrong with Ji Fantian? Does he dislike her now?

Looking into his eyes, it seemed like his vision had been restored!

Could it be that he doesn't like her baby face anymore?

Just as Lin Zaozao was secretly guessing, Ji Fantian looked at the girl in front of him, who had a cute and obedient face.

He took a few incredulous steps forward and stood in front of Lin Zaozao, reaching out to touch her face.

After he put his hand down, he suddenly pulled Lin Zaozao into his arms.

"Zaozao, you really are my little girl..."

After Ji Fantian hugged Lin Zaozao for a moment, he turned around and pulled her out.

"Zaozao, it's not safe here. Leave quickly. Don't look back, just go!"

"Hey hey hey! Little treasure Fantian, it's safe now, outside is safe. Princess Qianyue has become my defeated subordinate, she dare not burn the border city."

"Zaozao, have you met Princess Qianyue? Did she harm you? Are you injured?"

Looking at Ji Fantian's worried expression as he checked her, Lin Zaozao pouted and burst into tears.

"My dear Fantian! How long have you been away from me? I was already thin, and now I've become unrecognizable. Let me touch to see if my abs have disappeared."

Ji Fantian grabbed Lin Zaozao's hand as she was about to reach into his clothes, and he looked at the mountain behind her and Uncle Zhang with a puzzled expression.

"Dashan, Uncle Zhang, you clearly knew it was dangerous here, so how could you bring Zaozao here?"

"Divine Doctor Ji, the border city is safe now. The person you're holding, Lin Zaozao, is our Han Country's future empress, Princess Mingzhu. Saving a small border city is just a piece of cake for her."

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Uncle Zhang's words made Ji Fantian look at Lin Zaozao in astonishment.

He carefully examined Lin Zaozao's baby face and his eyes were full of disbelief.

His wife, it turns out, is the future empress of Han Country!

For more than ten years, Han Country, which had proclaimed itself a nation, now had strength comparable to the two countries of Canglan and Fengshuo.

And his wife, Lin Zaozao, turned out to be the empress of Han Country!

"My dear little treasure Fantian! Don't look at me like that. Although I know I'm beautiful like a fairy, when you look at me so directly, I still feel a little shy. After we have the plague under control in the border city, if you want to look at me, we can go into the bridal chamber and you can feast your eyes."

After speaking, Lin Zaozao didn't mind the dirt on Ji Fantian's face and fiercely kissed him on the cheek.

Although covered in dirt, there was still a pleasant fragrance emanating from Ji Fantian's body.

Seeing Lin Zaozao in her current ruffian appearance, Ji Fantian could now be certain and affirmed.

The girl with the adorable baby face before him was his wife, Lin Zaozao.

However, having been accustomed to her previously chubby and mischievous demeanor, witnessing her now with a lovely baby face, yet shamelessly engaging in ruffian behavior, Ji Fantian found it somewhat difficult to accept.

"Little treasure Fantian, don't just stand there like a fool. Hurry and take me inside. Let your wifey here demonstrate her divine skills and rescue the people from danger!" exclaimed Lin Zaozao.

Without giving Ji Fantian any time to react, she grabbed his hand and led him towards the border town.

After taking a few steps, Lin Zaozao looked at Ji Fantian holding her hand, his lips cracked and dry.

Letting out a sigh, Lin Zaozao took out the water flask hanging from her waist and the bag of snacks, handing them to Ji Fantian.

"Little treasure Fantian, eat something first. How long have you been on the road? Why have you become so thin? How much suffering have you endured!" she exclaimed.

"Zaozao, I'm not hungry."

"I'm telling you that you're hungry. Now eat properly! Look at how thin you've become. Little treasure Fantian, just stay here and leave the rest to me. As long as I'm here, I can handle everything in the border town and bring about a successful resolution," Lin Zaozao insisted.

Forcing Ji Fantian to stay aside, Lin Zaozao turned around, and her expression immediately turned cold.

"Uncle Zhang, the border town is sealed off. There must be Fengshuo Country's spies inside. Since they are spies, they must have an escape plan and won't endure hunger. Uncle Zhang, start by searching for those who are neatly dressed, carrying soft items, and preparing to escape the city. Investigate them first, then interrogate. If they confess, have them sign and leave evidence for me to use later!"

"Yes, young mistress," Uncle Zhang replied.

After speaking, Lin Zaozao turned around and looked at the soldiers and doctors behind her.

"Dashan, as usual, you fetch water, and I will distribute the antidote."

"Understood, young mistress."

"Soldiers, divide into three teams. One team will use gongs to gather all the people affected by the plague here to drink the antidote. Another team will set up pots and cook porridge so that those who have taken the antidote can have something to eat. The remaining doctors will cooperate with the soldiers and bring the weak people from the border town here slowly for me to administer the antidote. As for the lifeless bodies, quickly dig graves and burn them to prevent further contagion."

"Yes, understood!"

After Dashan finished speaking, he paused for a moment and continued to ask, "Young mistress, what should we do if someone causes trouble?"

"Troublemakers who refuse to listen will be killed directly. In special circumstances, there's no need to show mercy," Lin Zaozao said coldly.

Upon hearing Lin Zaozao's words, Ji Fantian and Dashan, who were standing on the side, had a slight tremor in their eyes.

At this moment, Lin Zaozao exuded an air of authority and indifference.

After hearing Lin Zaozao's words, when people met her scrutinizing gaze, they immediately turned away and went back to their tasks. Some continued cooking porridge, others resumed playing the gong, and a few went back to carrying the sick.

It was because the look in the eyes of this Pearl Princess was genuinely chilling, and her commands were resolute.

Sitting on the side, Ji Fantian watched as the soldiers and doctors under Lin Zaozao's command efficiently rescued the people in the border town.

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes. Was this organized commander really the same wife from the village who liked to tease and play tricks on them?

How did she change so dramatically in an instant?

"Little Miss, what about the people from the Divine Doctor Clan? They are still lying there!" Dashan asked.

Following Dashan's pointing finger, Lin Zaozao noticed a large group of raggedly dressed individuals.

According to what she had seen on television, weren't the members of the Divine Doctor Clan supposed to be dressed in pristine white? Why did the ones she saw now have worn-out clothes?

But considering the suffering they had endured, it was impossible for them to maintain pristine attire. Besides, ancient doctors often had to gather herbs in the mountains, so it wouldn't be realistic for them to wear white all the time.

"Dashan, what happened to them? Why are they all lying motionless on the ground?" Lin Zaozao asked.

"Little Miss, they had their tendons cut by Princess Qianyue, so they can't stand up. That's one reason. The townspeople here said that because there is a food shortage in the border town, the members of the Divine Doctor Clan haven't eaten for a long time. They collapsed from hunger," Dashan explained.

Dashan's words made Lin Zaozao furrow her brows.

She shouldn't have just simply beaten up Princess Qianyue earlier. There was more to it than that.

But the mastermind behind the plight of the Divine Doctor Clan wasn't Princess Qianyue.

To drive the healing and life-saving Divine Doctor Clan to such a desperate state, it couldn't be anyone other than the Empress of Canglan Country and the Empress of Fengshuo Country.

However, what she didn't understand was that doctors who healed and saved lives had always been beloved. Why did the Empresses of Canglan and Fengshuo want to harm the Divine Doctor Clan?

What benefits would killing them bring to Canglan and Fengshuo?

Lost in thought, Lin Zaozao turned her head and looked at the dimness in Ji Fantian's eyes. First, she glanced at the members of the Divine Doctor Clan. Fortunately, they were all medical practitioners, capable of protecting themselves and not afflicted by the epidemic.

"Dashan, send someone to give the members of the Divine Doctor Clan some porridge to help them survive. Once we have the epidemic under control, I will make proper arrangements for them. After all, they are the relatives of Little Treasure Fantian, so they are also my relatives. How can I not take care of them?" Lin Zaozao said.

As soon as Lin Zaozao finished speaking, a glimmer of surprise appeared in Ji Fantian's dim eyes.

"Little Treasure Fantian, did your great sentiments and noble moral character make you so moved by your wife that you want to devote yourself to me? Shall we try it tonight?" he said jokingly.

"Shut up and focus on your work."

Ji Fantian may have spoken with a harsh tone, but there was an imperceptible hint of choked emotions in his voice.

After Ji Fantian finished speaking about Lin Zaozao, he lowered his head, unable to control his tears any longer, while clutching the water bottle and the bag of snacks in his hands.

He believed that this time, their Divine Doctor Clan was destined to perish.

However, he never expected that his wife, his Zaozao, would be the redemption of the Divine Doctor Clan.

In his most despairing and helpless moment, she descended like a heavenly deity, saving the people of the border city, saving the Divine Doctor Clan, and most importantly, saving him.

When Lin Zaozao saw Ji Fantian's sorrowful appearance, after handing the antidote to the people around her, she nodded toward the next person afflicted by the plague.

"I have something to attend to, so please wait for me for a moment!"

Then Lin Zaozao stood up, walked to Ji Fantian's side, and embraced his waist in a princess hug, carrying him to the chair beside her.

"Little treasure Fantian, sit here with me. Without you by my side, your wife feels a little shy in the presence of so many people!"

"Mhmm... Zaozao, I will be with you and always by your side."

Ji Fantian looked at Lin Zaozao, who was smiling with her eyes half-closed. In this moment, as he saw the smile on Lin Zaozao's face, he felt as if his suffering was truly about to leave him.

Moreover, it seemed like the calamity that befell their Divine Doctor Clan was also about to depart from them.

"Dashan, serve Fantian a bowl of porridge. It's not good for him to just eat snacks. They're too dry!"

"Yes, young mistress."

Taking the porridge handed over by Dashan, Lin Zaozao blew on it before passing it to Ji Fantian.

"Fantian, the members of our Divine Doctor Clan have already eaten something. You should have some too, so you don't exhaust yourself. If you were to collapse, there would truly be no one to save the Divine Doctor Clan."

"Thank you, Zaozao."

"Fantian, you are my little husband. It's only natural for me to care about you. There's no need for formality between us."

After smiling at Ji Fantian, Lin Zaozao resumed her task of distributing the antidote.