Just weeks through the time travel, I started to feel like everything was real, I found a bronze mirror to look at my face and it's my assumption was true because this face wasn't my face, unlike my tanned skin, this face is pale white and has no scratch on it, it's so soft... I wonder what kind of skincare they used.
I honestly thought the reason why I was able to accept this easily was all because of granny. Granny has been nothing but kind and understanding to me. She reminded me of my late grandma who's always sitting at the sofa watching her old chinese movies. Which I thought was also why I could adapt faster.
Granny was an expert in medicine as well as poison. She treated wounded soldiers in the camp and she also created poisons and experimenting with them. Let me tell you something, the amount of wooden drawers to keep her herbs in her tent is too overwhelming for me to even know what herb was in which drawers.
She thought me some basics medicine needed to survive in this place and she gave me a new name "Tang Xue". 'Tang' from the super deep voice man who was the head general in this camp, 'Tang Xuan' and 'Xue' from granny's name, 'Ning Xue'.
2 weeks into my time travel, more than half of the soldiers went to the war zone under the emperor's order.
As the sun started to come down, it rained and I have a very bad feeling about this so I went to see Granny. Everyone has went inside their own tents now. Granny told me she was making a new medicine to improve the soldiers' health so I guessed she must be working on it now. With a fragile umbrella and a bamboo hat to shelter me in the rain, I went to her tent and went in.
"It's raining hard outside, why aren't you in your tent? Are you sick?" She walked over to me and helped me place the wet umbrella and took off the wet bamboo hat.
"I'm not sick, Granny. I just feel safer around you, especially since it's raining hard right now." I took the wet hat from her hand and placed it on a simple stand which looked more like a thick stick rather than a stand.
"Come on and look at this new medicine I just finished making." I took a stool from the corner of the tent and placed it next to the table that was filled with boxes of herbs and some powders I didn't recognize.
Granny started to explain everything that was on the top of the table and let me see the new medicine she made.
The sun was gone by the time granny's done explaining everything. I went to lit the candles around the tent and when suddenly her tent was ripped off by something or... Someone.
The last of the six candles in the tent hasn't been lit up yet but the assassins have raced to come to spill some blood, more like, granny's and my blood.
One of the assassins broke the candle in my hand and held a knife to my throat, with granny's poison, I poisoned the man and after just 5 seconds he was already lying on the ground groaning about the pain in his legs.
I quickly went to granny who's great enough to held on her own but I just have this instinct that I have to be right next to her. With the last assassin on the ground, granny went to call the soldiers to put these assassins behind the cells for information.
When I was just about to offer to help, a black shadow went toward her with a shining sword in his hand pointing toward her.
I ran as fast as I could but before my hand was fast enough to take out some poisons, the sword landed on my stomach first and... guess who blacked out twice in two weeks.
So months went by with me being treated by granny with her nagging me to take poisons and medicine everywhere I go as well as something about me not exercising enough to keep me healthy and something about morning jogging with the soldiers around the camp and all those things about me needing some 'healthy lifestyle' and not just staying inside her tent studying medicine and poisons and not socializing with anyone else other than herself. Well, I'm still not going out.
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Red String
Historical FictionWhen Sora transmrigratted to the past, she was found in the soldiers camp. The unknown story of the owner of the body she's in, can she handle the it? Or will she die in the pursuit of it? But a certain duke will not allow her to die, he rather have...
