As Lan Yan exited the room, she saw the surrounding soldiers with expressions of terror, as if they had seen a ghost.
Some soldiers had dropped their weapons and were trembling, their gazes fixed behind Lan Yan.
"What are you afraid of?" Lan Yan turned around, only seeing Jun Yelan, with white hair and white clothes, curiously searching her surroundings. "There's nothing here, are you afraid of this room?"
She failed to notice Jun Yelan clenching his fist.
Ruan Yuan stepped forward, stopping a few paces away, and said with concern, "General, the person behind you is the priest of the Ying Kingdom, the legendary ill-fated person. You should leave quickly."
After speaking, she took a few more steps back.
Lan Yan: "..." So these people were afraid of Jun Yelan, but what was there to be afraid of. She took a step back, standing with Jun Yelan, and shouted, "Jun Yelan is just like us, a person."
She looked at Jun Yelan and smiled faintly.
Jun Yelan remained expressionless, but in the depths of his eyes, a ripple surged.
Lan Yan looked at the other soldiers again. Seeing that they were still scared, she said no more. She couldn't change others' opinions, but she could hold onto her own.
She somewhat understood why Jun Yelan bit her the moment he saw her; he must have been hurt too much by others. "Ruan Yuan, where is the military doctor? Have him come to my tent quickly."
Ruan Yuan wanted to persuade Lan Yan further, believing Jun Yelan was too dangerous, but she could not disobey Lan Yan's order and could only leave first.
Lan Yan turned her head, grabbed Jun Yelan's sleeve, and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm here." She led Jun Yelan like this, passing through the fearful soldiers, all the way to her tent.
Along the way, Jun Yelan stared intently at Lan Yan's hand, a mixture of hatred and bewilderment in his eyes, which then vanished instantly.
Lan Yan had Jun Yelan sit on a chair and had the military doctor examine him.
The military doctor looked up, and upon seeing Jun Yelan's appearance, his expression changed. But he quickly composed himself, took Jun Yelan's pulse, and examined his eyes and tongue.
"General, his condition seems to be congenital, which is why his hair and eyebrows are white. Moreover, he is very weak and has not been properly cared for."
Lan Yan had read books on this subject before and knew why Jun Yelan was like this, possessing more composure than others. "I've noted all of this. Then why doesn't he speak, and why does he bite?"
She wanted to understand if Jun Yelan had any hidden ailments.
"This..." Military doctor Nie Ye hesitated and said, "The pulse is somewhat erratic, possibly due to stimulation or head injury, which could cause such a condition. He should be mentally like a child now."
Lan Yan was stunned. After experiencing so many worlds, this was the first time she had encountered such a situation. She thought about it and felt that Jun Yelan might recover, so she relaxed.
"Nie Ye, go and write a prescription. Ensure his health is taken care of."
"Yes, General." Nie Ye left, leaving them alone in the room.
Lan Yan looked at Jun Yelan, their eyes meeting, and blinked. "You should rest for a while." Now, if she said anything else to Jun Yelan, he wouldn't understand, so it was best to let him recuperate first.
Seeing that Jun Yelan did not move, she reached out to help him up.
But Jun Yelan stood up, walked to the bed, lay down, and closed his eyes.
Is he truly childlike in his mind? Lan Yan felt dazed and then heard Ruan Yuan's call from outside the tent, so she went out.
Jun Yelan, on the bed, opened his eyes, rubbed his sleeve, his eyes filled with hatred. Why did this sudden Lan Yan keep approaching him and say those things?
If she had no ulterior motive, he would never believe it. From birth, he was treated as an inauspicious monster. By chance, the previous priest passed away, and that's how he survived.
Then he was confined in that small room for twenty years, never stepping out.
He raised his arm and looked at his sleeve; it was where she had held him just now, his gaze deepening.
After Lan Yan left with Ruan Yuan, she surveyed the military camp and then said, "Ruan Yuan, everyone has worked hard this time. Rest on-site for three days. After three days, we will return to the capital."
"Yes, General." Ruan Yuan looked at Lan Yan as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Lan Yan curved her lips, "I know what you want to say. The matters of the Ying Kingdom have nothing to do with him."
"But he is, after all, the priest of the Ying Kingdom. This subordinate believes he should still be confined and not kept by the General's side," Ruan Yuan said worriedly.
Lan Yan reached out, patted Ruan Yuan's shoulder, and smiled, "I know what I'm doing. You may go now." She also knew there were potential risks, but Jun Yelan was her target; could she abandon him? No!
She sighed deeply and muttered, "System, are you there?" There was no response in her mind, and she wanted to curse but managed to restrain herself.
"It's fine, I can do it alone! Hmph!"
There were many matters in the military camp, and they all sought Lan Yan. She was busy for the entire afternoon, settling the soldiers, then visiting the military doctor to check on the wounded, and then going to the kitchen to oversee the celebratory feast.
As a result, she only managed to take a hasty bath in the evening and returned to her tent.
"Oh my, I'm exhausted," she muttered as she walked in and saw Jun Yelan lying on the bed, immediately shutting her mouth. She still needed to maintain her persona.
She called out again, "Jun Yelan?" Seeing no response, she looked down and breathed a sigh of relief, glad she hadn't been discovered.
However, Jun Yelan's eyelashes were already trembling. When Lan Yan looked up, he stopped, his fingers tightening on his sleeve.
Lan Yan walked to the bedside, propped her chin in her hands, and stared at Jun Yelan's face. "You're quite good-looking. Why are those people so afraid of you! It's such a pity that only I can appreciate you."
As she recalled the original host's identity, she also learned about Jun Yelan's past.
What she had seen before were just cold words, but today, seeing that room, and the attitudes of the soldiers and the military doctor, she understood that those were not just words, but reality.
It was Jun Yelan's past and present, the life he lived day after day.
How did this thin person endure those days. Is this why he became like this!
Lan Yan suddenly felt a pang of sympathy. Seeing that Jun Yelan was only wearing a thin shirt, she looked at the quilt at the foot of the bed.
She spread the quilt and covered Jun Yelan with it. But she always felt something watching her from behind. When she turned around, there was nothing. "Am I imagining things?"
She took another quilt and went to the soft couch beside the bed, lying down comfortably. She worried that Jun Yelan might encounter trouble in the middle of the night, so she couldn't be too far away, murmuring, "Jun Yelan, see you tomorrow."
After her words, the sound of even breathing came from the couch.
Jun Yelan's eyes were now fully open. He turned his head and stared at Lan Yan on the couch, his eyes dark. Was she too good at faking it, or completely guileless?