The military headquarters tent.

 

Outside the tent, the cold wind howled, but inside, a rare warmth lingered.

 

Ji Qingwu drew a breath as she approached the bed. Her hands trembled as she undid the silver armor, outer robe, undershirt, and undergarments of the man beneath her.

 

His cold eyes flashed with fury, as if they might pierce right through her on the spot.

 

She took a silk scarf and covered his eyes, then, her waist trembling, straddled his hips.

 

Their bodies entwined within the tent.

 

Ji Qingwu felt excruciating pain, as if she were being tortured.

 

She deeply regretted it—how could she have forgotten to take a dose of the Yin-Yang Union Potion herself?

 

Ji Qingwu was a time traveler. To cure a rare disease that modern medicine couldn’t treat, she had made a deal with a childbirth system named “Peanut.”

 

The system gave her two years to travel back in time to the Great Liang Kingdom, seduce the General of Dingbei, and bear him children.

 

However, Ji Qingwu initially mistook her target and lavished her attentions on the wrong general. By the time she realized her mistake, there was little time left.

 

So, she resorted to some “special measures.” After forcing herself upon the General of Dingbei, Ji Qingwu went into hiding.

 

Before she knew it, over nine months had passed.

 

In a dilapidated tent.

 

Ji Qingwu, having just given birth, looked pale and gaunt, with two infants sleeping peacefully in their swaddling clothes beside her.

 

“Peanut, has my mission been completed?”

 

【Congratulations, Host. The childbirth mission is complete. I will now purge the toxins from your body and restore your health.】

 

A strange golden light swept over her body.

 

Her complexion grew rosy at a visible pace, and she radiated a healthy glow.

 

Now, her chronic illness had been eradicated, and the physical damage caused by childbirth had been fully repaired.

 

For the first time, Ji Qingwu experienced the sensation of breathing freely.

 

Her eyes brightened, and she said eagerly, “Since I’ve completed my task of bearing a child, I’ll pack my things and leave the barracks right away.”

 

【Note to Host: After you leave, the child will have no one to care for him. He will cry all night long, and when he grows up, he’ll face a cruel stepmother and be led astray by a wicked woman.】

 

 

 

Listening to the system’s exaggerated, pitiful description, Ji Qingwu frowned and interrupted.

 

“Is the child’s father dead, by any chance? Besides, you never mentioned needing after-sales service back then.”

 

【That may be so, but according to common decency…】

 

Now she’s bringing up decency?

When she was counting down the host’s remaining days, not a single second could be spared.

 

Ji Qingwu waved her hand in refusal and reminded the System, “We signed an agreement. Once I give birth, I’m a free agent.”

 

The System had never encountered a host who planned to “quit” and walk away immediately after giving birth to twins.

 

However, this host, who appeared delicate on the surface, had poisoned an entire military camp and forcefully seduced the General of Dingbei before conceiving the child.

 

There was absolutely no emotional bond between them.

 

Ji Qingwu supported her waist as she slowly sat up and said, “My biggest concession is that I can take my daughter with me. It’s only fair that we each raise one.”

 

In the end, the System tacitly accepted her proposal and updated the relevant clauses in the AI.

 

Ji

Qingwu’s gaze fell upon the baby boy wrapped in pale blue brocade, and she gently tapped his forehead with her fingertip.

 

“Little one, a true man’s heart lies in the vast world, and a true daughter must also travel the world. Mother will take your sister and leave first.”

 

She took the jade pendant shaped like a pair of carp that she always wore around her neck, broke off one half, and carefully tucked it into the baby’s blanket.

 

The martial arts world was vast and boundless; she wanted to see it for herself with a healthy body.

 

And so, filled with ambition, Ji Qingwu set out on a new journey with her little one in tow!

But the good times didn’t last long.

 

Not even three days.

Ji Qingwu soon discovered that the world outside was not as beautiful as she had imagined.

 

This was a chaotic era of warlord factions vying for power; who would ultimately emerge victorious was anyone’s guess.

 

Many common people lived lives of hardship and displacement; in some places, it would not be an exaggeration to say that people were preying on one another.

Ji Qingwu had seen too many refugees. As a frail woman carrying a newborn infant, finding a safe place to settle down was her top priority.

 

Without a travel permit or household registration documents, she carried her baby and smuggled herself across the border from the Kingdom of Liang into the neighboring Kingdom of Nanchu, which was relatively peaceful, finally finding a place where she could live a normal life.

 

This childbirth system wasn’t entirely useless; it specialized in treating infertility. After a successful treatment, she could accumulate points to exchange for special abilities.

 

During their flight, a kind-hearted village woman in her forties took Ji Qingwu and her baby in for a few days. To show her gratitude, Ji Qingwu cured the woman of her long-standing infertility.

 

This was merely a basic case of infertility, for which Ji Qingwu received 100 points. She immediately exchanged them for the art of disguise.

 

Ji Qingwu’s face, though not stunningly beautiful, was like a summer lotus blossom glistening with dew—a rare, refreshing, and striking beauty in this world. Coupled with her figure, which had become even more supple and graceful after childbirth, she feared she might attract the attention of villains.

 

In a small town on the border of the Southern Chu Kingdom.

 

Ji Qingwu had opened a medical clinic. To avoid drawing attention, she disguised her true appearance every day.

 

Life was leisurely and carefree; earning enough silver to raise her child was not difficult.

 

She only hoped this turbulent era would soon settle down so she could resume her travel plans.

 

Before she knew it, four years had passed.

 

Ji Qingwu was sorting herbs, holding a piece of Eucommia bark she had personally gathered from the mountains, and was using a peeler to remove the rough outer layer.

 

She wore a pale blue tunic; her skin, altered by disguise, was dark and sallow, her eyebrows thick and bushy, her features flat. The only thing about her face that could be called striking was a pair of dark, shining eyes.

 

“Doctor Ji!”

 

Ji Qingwu went by the name “Ji Wu” in this area, so the locals addressed her as “Doctor Wu.”

 

A woman dressed in coarse cloth hurried into the clinic.

 

Ji Qingwu looked up and, upon seeing the woman’s anguished expression, knew she was yet another woman who had been unable to conceive for years.

 

The moment she saw Ji Qingwu, the woman tried to kneel and bow: “Doctor Ji, I’ve come all the way from Danshan County just to see you.”

 

It was over a hundred li from Danshan County to here. Ji Qingwu studied the woman’s appearance,her complexion was fair and her lips were rosy,and she didn’t look like someone who’d been traveling rough for days.

 

She stopped the woman from kneeling and said gently, “Please sit down first, Madam. Have a cup of tea and tell me your story.”

 

“Doctor Ji, I beg you to help me. My husband and I have been married for six or seven years now, but my womb just won’t cooperate. Others have two children in three years, and now their kids are running all over the place. I feel both frustrated and desperate.”

 

Ji Qingwu listened patiently as she recounted the hardships she had endured over the years.

 

“Sometimes, the more anxious you are, the worse the outcome. Madam, please place your hand on the pulse pillow.”

 

She placed her hand on the woman’s wrist, and her thick eyebrows twitched.

 

“Madam, have you had your period this month?”

 

The woman nodded uneasily: “Of course I have my period every month. I’m actually hoping

it won’t come.”

 

Ji Qingwu withdrew her hand, rolled up her sleeve, and wiped her hands with a handkerchief nearby.

 

“You may go now.”

 

“Doctor Ji, what do you mean by that?”

 

Ji Qingwu said bluntly, “Since you refuse to tell me the truth, why should I bother examining you?”

 

The woman stood up, placed her hands on her hips, and shouted, “I never expected you to be such a snobbish doctor! Just because I’m dressed shabbily, you’re brushing me off with a few half-hearted words and trying to chase me away. Since I’ve come here today, you’d better find out the root cause of my illness!”

 

Many patients suffering from infertility were reluctant to tell her the truth, and quite a few had lashed out at her when their lies were exposed.

 

Ji Qingwu picked up the half-peeled piece of Eucommia bark again and said without looking up, “You have absolutely never been to Guishui. You were born without a uterus; you will never be able to conceive in this lifetime. No matter how skilled I am, I certainly cannot create something out of nothing.”

 

Upon hearing her diagnosis, the woman’s eyes lit up.

 

She hurried to the window and called out, “Lord Ji, this country doctor really does have a few tricks up her sleev

e!”

 

Ji Qingwu heard her address him as “Lord Ji.”

 

She thought to herself, “This is bad!”

 

Ji Qingwu: I have more than just a few tricks up my sleeve