A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

Zhao Daxuan led several people to the tightly closed gate of the Zhao residence in the east of the city.

Although only half a month had passed, Zhao Daxuan felt as if several cycles had gone by.

I pushed it, but it wouldn't budge.

Zhao Daxuan grasped the brass ring in front of the door and knocked hard on it.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The door made a dull thud, and soon it creaked open a crack from the inside.

A head peeked out from the crack in the door. Before the person could be seen clearly, a stench of sweat, mutton, and blood assaulted the senses.

Si Xi choked on the smell and couldn't help but frown.

The light was dim at the moment, and Si Xi had to widen his eyes to see clearly that the person in front of him seemed to be his master!

"Master! You're back!"

The moment Sixi saw the person's face clearly, he jumped up excitedly, turned around and ran into the house, shouting as he ran.

"Ladies! Ladies! The master is back!!"

Sixi's shouts echoed in the small courtyard, and soon three beautiful young women ran out from the inner room.

Before they could clearly see Zhao Daxuan, Li Shishi and the others cautiously approached.

When Zhao Daxuan's familiar face came into view, Li Shishi and the others burst into tears of joy.

Three delicate figures crashed into Zhao Daxuan's arms at an astonishing speed. If it weren't for his incredible strength, the impact would have made him stagger.

But then, like startled rabbits, they suddenly jumped off Zhao Daxuan.

It wasn't Zhao Daxuan who pushed them out.

But the moment they crashed into Zhao Daxuan's arms, a suffocating breath filled their nostrils, making them instinctively want to escape.

The three women stood a few steps away from Zhao Daxuan, pinching their noses, their faces pale, and looking at him with strange expressions.

"Husband, you smell terrible! I almost fainted from the stench!"

Li Weiwei covered her delicate nose and let out a coquettish voice.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan lowered his head, pressed his face against his clothes, and smelled his own scent.

Even he couldn't help but frown at the smell, then looked at the three women with an embarrassed expression.

"Ladies, I'm so sorry! I haven't bathed for five or six days, and the clothes I'm wearing were taken from a Tartar, so the smell is indeed a bit pungent."

Zhao Daxuan looked apologetic. Although he spoke lightly, the three women could sense the hardship and difficulty hidden behind his words.

Upon hearing this, Li Shishi's nose tingled, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She took two steps forward gently, ignoring the pungent smell emanating from Zhao Daxuan, and hugged him tightly around the waist, pressing her face against Zhao Daxuan's chest.

"My husband, you've suffered so much..."

Li Weiwei and Lin Zhiqing followed closely behind, and the group hugged Zhao Daxuan tightly without regard for anything else.

A warm feeling welled up in Zhao Daxuan's heart, but he still pushed the three women away.

"Cough cough, you don't need to do that, I'm fine. I'm too dirty, don't get you dirty!"

Zhao Daxuan looked at the three women, wanting to say something more, but then heard a low chuckle behind him.

Zhao Daxuan turned his head to look, and Li Erlong and the others quickly lowered their heads, their shoulders shaking as they tried to suppress their laughter.

Zhao Daxuan glared at Li Erlong and the others, snorted coldly, and turned to look at the three women.

"Wait for me a moment, I'll get some things for them to take back."

Then he strode back to the master bedroom, waved his hand and took out ten wooden boxes from his personal space, each containing two jars of wound ointment, which he had looted from the Tartar logistics troops.

Ten boxes of wound ointment, weighing only ten kilograms, may not seem like much, but they actually account for half of the total amount of wound ointment looted.

This is a more advanced medicine than wound medicine. In the Tartar army, only leaders, elite soldiers, or seriously wounded soldiers would use this wound ointment.

Zhao Daxuan moved several boxes to the door before calling over Li Erlong and the others.

"Erlong, come here! Take these boxes of wound ointment back and give them to the wounded brothers!"

Upon hearing this, Li Erlong and the others rushed over, opened the box, and found two jars of dark brown ointment inside.

Li Erlong and the others were taken aback and looked up at Zhao Daxuan in astonishment.

"Sir, you have so much of this good stuff! It's a lifesaver! A seriously wounded soldier can only afford to use a piece the size of a thumb at a time!"

Li Erlong frowned, somewhat distressed, and said, "This is such good stuff. I think the brothers can recover in ten days or so. There's no need to waste it like this!"

Zhao Daxuan's face immediately darkened, and he pointed at Li Erlong's nose and angrily rebuked him.

"Stop talking nonsense and just do it! Stop fussing like a woman!"

"The Tartars could attack at any time. The sooner we recover, the better our brothers' chances of survival!"

"These are nothing but inanimate objects; how can they compare to the lives of our brothers!"

Li Erlong pursed her lips, no longer speaking, but her eyes were full of gratitude as she looked at Zhao Daxuan.

The group bowed deeply to Zhao Daxuan.

"Thank you, sir! It is our good fortune to be able to achieve great things alongside you! We brothers will forever remember your kindness!"

Zhao Daxuan waved his hand dismissively.

"Hurry back, don't be stingy! Also, tomorrow morning, bring all the brothers who aren't seriously injured over to get some supplies; we'll go recruit soldiers together!"

Li Erlong and the others nodded, bid farewell to Zhao Daxuan, Li Shishi and the others, and then carried their boxes and turned to leave.

Li Shishi and the other two stood a few steps away with smiles, looking at Zhao Daxuan. "Husband, we've prepared hot water and clothes for you. Go and take a shower!"

Zhao Daxuan pinched his nose and smiled awkwardly before turning and walking towards the bathroom.

Dinner was very plentiful.

The Zhao family is not short of money now, and under Zhao Daxuan's instructions, they have no shortage of meat every day to ensure their nutritional intake.

At dinner, the women took turns serving food to Zhao Daxuan, but despite his frantic efforts to eat from his bowl, the amount of food in it didn't decrease.

Zhao Daxuan reluctantly put down his chopsticks after eating only half full.

"Why don't you guys eat too? Why do you keep putting food on my plate?"

Zhao Daxuan looked both amused and exasperated, while the girls simply watched him with smiles on their lips.

Li Shishi shook her head. "It's alright. We're content as long as our husbands are enjoying their food."

Zhao Daxuan shook his head helplessly, then changed the subject, asking, "How have you all been these days?"

Upon hearing this, the Li sisters exchanged a smile. "That's great! We were just about to tell you. We've commissioned Bailianfang to create some amazing items recently!"

Zhao Daxuan showed a hint of curiosity, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Li Shishi and her sister. "What good stuff is it? Tell us quickly!"

However, Li Shishi and her sister both shook their heads, smiled mysteriously, and said, "We won't tell you! You'll find out when you go to Bailianfang tomorrow!"

Zhao Daxuan's eyes widened. "Alright, you two brats, you haven't been disciplined by me for a while, and now you dare to keep me in suspense. Let's see how I deal with you tonight!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a blush rose on the cheeks of Li Shishi and her sister, while Lin Zhiqing covered her mouth and chuckled.