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Chapter 123 Man, You Are Playing With Fire (27)

I have been here for disaster relief for a month.

Apart from eating and sleeping, and helping to seduce the soul, she never cared about a single thing in the world.

She looked at the jade seal on the bedside.

At any rate, she is a royal daughter, so why don't these officials listen to her.

[Lin Wei has the halo of a heroine. 】

Oh.

So what about the heroine halo, she didn't believe that she couldn't do a heroine halo.

The plague had stabilized, and Yan Luo put on the ancient mask sent to her by her servants, and was ready to go out for patrol.

Ai Xi followed her inseparably, Yan Luo was a little afraid that he would be hooked up by Lin Wei, so he gave him a talisman: "Go back to my house first, and replace him."

"Yes."

Yan Luo patrolled the street, but didn't see many people, only a few corpses on the ground.

No one collected the body.

"Young Master," the ecstasy waved his hand to greet her, "Where's Ashe?"

What about his successor boy?

Just come to help him collect the corpse together.

"Ben Shaojun has other things that he needs to do."

"Then young master, can I ask you to help collect the corpse?"

No one took care of the corpses on the ground. It looked like they had died of the plague. No one dared to touch them.

So inhumane now?
Ah, no, the ecstasy still cares about where the human corpses go?
"Young Master, give me a hand."

Yan Luo and the ecstasy piled the corpses on the car, and the ecstasy said to the souls: "Now you can leave with peace of mind, I will deal with your corpses."

"Thank you, Master Guicha."

Yan Luo watched those souls being picked up by Wuchang, and the seducer got a horse from somewhere. He sat on the carriage, took out a cushion from the space, put it beside him and patted him: "Young Master, come up!" .”

Yan Luo: "..." Damn it's a stolen car.

In the end, she got into the thief's car, found a place in a barren mountain, piled the corpses and firewood together, lit them with fire, and buried their ashes after they were burned, and erected a monument.

"This doesn't seem to be the responsibility of the seductress."

"Subordinates are soft-hearted."

Seeing the face of the person in front of him smiling meanly, Yan Luo cursed: "Get lost."

"Shaojun, please walk slowly, I invite you to drink tea."

The two went back in the carriage again, but the tea was not finished. She returned to the yamen, and a group of officials surrounded Lin Wei with headaches. When they saw her, they seemed to see a savior: "My lord."

"what happened?"

"We have only controlled the plague so that it does not continue to spread. There is no way to cure it."

"You can consult a doctor for this matter, and this king is not good at seeing a doctor and taking medicine. Didn't the imperial court send an imperial doctor?"

It was a coincidence that Yan Luo looked at the imperial doctor, and it was the one who took Gu Jinzhao's pulse back then.

The imperial doctor looked sad: "I have little knowledge, so I can't cure it."

Seeing that Yan Luo's complexion was not very good, she lowered her head and said: "But I have a master, he can cure this disease, but he has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for many years."

"This king will give you three days, you go and ask him to come over, if you don't come here, you two will beheaded together."

Two days later, Yan Luo looked at the miracle doctor: "It's you?"

The genius doctor knelt on the ground with a plop, and Yan Luo had no time to argue with him about personal grievances: "Go and treat the illness first."

"Yes."

Before she could catch him, this man came to his door by himself.

Little traitor.

Yan Luo supervised him to take the pulse and prescribe medicine. The imperial doctor took the medicine according to his prescription and gave them to drink. After another month, the talent gradually recovered.

But this is not enough.

Disinfection is required.

The wormwood came in handy, and for a while the whole city smelled of wormwood, Yan Luo got tired of smelling it, and when he was about to go berserk, a message came from above that the queen called them back to the palace.

On the way back, there were still the same crew, but many died because of the plague.

When he stopped to rest, the imperial doctor sneaked up to the man and asked, "Master, do you know the prince?"

No matter how you look at the relationship between the two, it feels abnormal.

It's like an old acquaintance.

"I know."

He glanced at Yan Luo, Yan Luo looked relaxed, and was chewing a fruit in his hand.

Shaojun is still the same as before.

only……

He has become a traitor.

"Peace, come here and wipe the king's hands."

The name of the boy has a sense of the times. She caught a glimpse of the boy's appearance at the bridge of Naihe, and later learned that he died in the war.

People grow up.

She doesn't want to stay with those who want to leave.

In the dead of night, Yan Luo was sleeping in the Tianzi room of the inn, and suddenly felt a figure beside the bed.

"Peace, what are you doing!"

Ghosts scare ghosts and scare ghosts to death, do ghosts know.

"Young Master, I was wrong."

"Get out!"

No apology is accepted and no forgiveness is possible.

Yan Luo threw people out, readjusted his emotions, wrapped himself in his quilt and fell asleep.

They arrived on a snowy morning, and the two of them went to the palace to report to their orders first, while Yan was left alone by the empress.

"When will you send your queen father back?"

"Let's wait until his body is stable."

"I heard that you brought back a man?"

"Ah."

It must have been told by some gossip woman again, Yan Luo was in a hurry to go back and didn't want to care about it, so he hurriedly bid farewell to the empress, and rode back to the mansion by himself without using the carriage prepared for her in the palace.

Ai Xi knew she was coming back early in the morning, so she waited at the door with Lin Yin, and Mo Yuan stood with them when she knew they were waiting at the door.

It was freezing cold, and with the icy wind, Mo Yuan wrapped himself tightly around his body.

Seeing this, Lin Yin asked him to go back, but Mo Yuan refused.

【Mo Yuan is waiting for you at the door. 】

What is he doing standing outside in this cold?
【hurry up. 】

Yan Luo arrived at the Prince's Mansion as quickly as possible, and saw three people at the door.

One is a paper man who is not afraid of the cold, the other is a Zerg, whose body has a constant temperature, and the other is unwilling to go back even though his face is red from the cold.

Yan Luo threw the horse to Xiao Si who was on the side and went in with the three of them, only to find a group of people waiting for him to come back.

She went to see Gu Jinzhao first, and Gu Jinzhao held her hand: "Why is it so cold, get a hand stove, and leave without saying a word or expecting a letter."

Every day in the mansion he was in fear, fearing that she would also catch the plague.

"It's all my son's fault. It made you worry. It's okay."

Yan Luo was wearing very thin clothes. At this moment, she took off the cloak that was used to cover people's eyes and put it on Mo Yuan, and gave him the hand stove brought by the servant.

"Why don't you wear more clothes when you go out?"

Her hands were cold, and she didn't dare to touch Mo Yuan's face, for fear of chilling him.

"My lord, there is a son outside the door who wants to see you."

The boy at the door came to report, presumably it should be peace: "Let him in."

Heping dressed very nicely, and Yan Luo could tell at a glance that he had been well-dressed, and the colorful clothes looked very good-looking.

Heping glanced at Ai Xi, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't like it. Before Yan Luo said anything, he asked first: "Who is he?"

"Ash."

"I didn't expect you to find another one so soon. Will he serve you with me? I know your preferences better than him."

This is really misleading.

"Peace! No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Heping is very serious: "I'm telling the truth."

Yan Luo rubbed his head: "Fu Ling, clean up a room for him."

【You don't clean him up? 】

Let me think about it.

(End of this chapter)