Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Gu Changsheng spoke, then stood up and slowly walked towards the side room...

Raising her hand, she lifted the curtain of the side room, revealing the scenery inside. Under the dim light, a mottled coffin was prominently placed in the center of the room!

”Evildoer, I can’t wait any longer. The Northern Mongolian turmoil over the succession is merely being exploited by the Sand Sea Wolf Tribe. After the chaos, even if Borjigin Nian wishes for Northern Mongolia to quickly recover as it was, it is impossible. Even thunderous means cannot prevent Northern Mongolia from being used again by the people of Sand Sea. So, to save time going to the Far North Land, to ensure I step into the Far North without worries, I am willing to undermine Northern Mongolia’s foundation and hollow out the rear!”

Reaching out, she gently caressed the coffin, feeling the cold touch. On Gu Changsheng’s bright little face, there was nostalgia and nearly stubborn obsession!

Inside here lay her mother, whom she had never met in her past and present life!

Inside here lay her father, that middle-aged elegant man who seemed to see through all worldly affairs!

So quiet, yet so lonely, forever separated from her by heaven and earth!

”Changsheng...” As Zhou Mu entered the side room, he heard her words and let out a low sigh. His slender and strong hand gently rested on her shoulder...

Feeling the warmth of his palm, Gu Changsheng slowly leaned over.

The two leaned against each other, remaining silent before this silent coffin...

As the only legitimate princess of Northern Mongolia, Borjigin Nian, once she made her choice, everything proceeded smoothly!

Including the Gada Tribe, several small tribes agreed with Borjigin Nian’s decision, intending to migrate the whole tribe to the Southern Country’s army camp. After Northern Mongolia’s turmoil is settled, they will migrate back!

Gu Changsheng watched people coming and going within the guesthouse, appearing detached and silent.

Though Gadatu was still ill, he knew that some things could not be vaguely overlooked. Thus, two days later, dozens of carriages full of goods were sent to Gu Changsheng, accompanied by a thick pile of account books. Along with these valuables came not only countless financial assets but also several pasture land deeds!’’

When Diao Chan saw the things sent by Gadatu, he was so excited that he began checking them frantically!

As for Gu Changsheng, seeing Gadatu so understanding, especially with such many valuables sent, she was very satisfied and generously returned those few pasture land deeds!

She was not a herdsman, and at this moment did not have the manpower to manage the pasture. Compared to the goods and the cows, sheep, and horses sent to her army, the pasture land deeds seemed particularly redundant!

Thinking he was about to become the poorest clan leader in history, seeing Gu Changsheng return the pasture made Gadatu cry with gratitude!

As a Northern Mongolian citizen, everything stems from the pasture; as long as the pasture is there, he can slowly accumulate wealth!

Having lost and regained it, Gadatu felt immensely satisfied, almost wanting to offer a Longevity Plaque for Gu Changsheng, yet he vaguely forgot that all his belongings were originally taken by Gu Changsheng!

Borjigin Nian was also an action-oriented person. Since she decided to allow the tribes willing to wait for Northern Mongolia’s turmoil to settle to migrate, the actions were swift. Plus, most tribes in Northern Mongolia were nomadic tribes moving with water; this large-scale migration might be difficult for others, but for Northern Mongolia’s tribes, it was commonplace and routine!

So, except for Yanmen Pass, the other tribes quickly gathered there with their entire tribe, guided by the Dark Night Army, migrating constantly to the military stationed area at the Three Kingdoms junction...

With Gu Changsheng as a guarantee, the noble families were like tails, following Gu Changsheng closely. Even though Gadatu sharpened his knife fiercely, he ultimately did not dare to engage in an open conflict before Gu Changsheng. His hatred was unfulfilled even as the Gada Tribe’s people completed their migration, leaving him with mouth sores while feeling helpless!

On this day, as the early affiliated small tribes had mostly migrated, Gu Changsheng gazed at Yanmen Pass, now somewhat empty, with burning eyes!

”North Mongolia Royal City and Fufeng Tianlan, we will ultimately have a great battle. So be it; it also provides them with a sanctuary, lest they be caught in the crossfire!” Gu Changsheng watched the sparse people leaving the city and migrating south, paused for a moment, and said.