After the divorce, the salted fish beauty took the script of the villain

Feng Yu is intelligent and understands Zhang Boju's subtext.

Neither she nor Xie Xun took credit for it, nor did they expect Yangzhou Baixin to be grateful to them. Since the imperial court sent people over and there was an imperial doctor, they should leave.

Under Zhang Boju's words, he did not intend to arrest Xie Xun.

If the imperial court sent someone, Xie Xun's identity would be embarrassing. Although Yangzhou City was suppressed and managed by him, Zhang Boju came. One city cannot have two masters, not to mention that Zhang Boju represents Yanyang, he is the master.

Feng Yu heard the piano and knew the elegance, and she would never make people feel embarrassed, "Master Zhang, don't worry, Yangzhou has you and Imperial Physician Zhang, and will be able to survive the catastrophe safely. Now Feng Yu is also infected with the epidemic, and it is difficult to get seriously ill. When her condition improves If it’s better, we’ll leave Yangzhou. Starting today, Yangzhou will be returned to Mr. Zhang, and we are just passers-by in Yangzhou City. We will leave soon and will not interfere in the governance of Yangzhou.”

After Feng Yu left, Zhang Boju raised his eyebrows. According to the legend, the little prince was rebellious and had a tough temper. During the peace talks, he was so angry that the northern barbarians smoked from his mouth. He was definitely not a good tempered person.

"Advances and retreats are controlled, relaxation is powerful, really... knowledgable and interesting. In the past six months, the little duke's temper has improved a little." Or maybe, the rumors are not entirely credible.

Two days later, Feng Yu's condition gradually stabilized. The medicine Zhang Lingzheng brought was better and more targeted than the medicine in Yangzhou City, and the high fever subsided on the first day.His body looked a little pale. Zhang Lingzheng knew Fengyu's body quite well. After all, he had treated Fengyu several times and was familiar with it. He specialized in treating Fengyu. He didn't start to deal with the epidemic in Yangzhou City until Fengyu's condition stabilized.

Nuan Yang put the soul-suppressing beads back on Feng Yu's wrist, and replaced them. Feng Yu's body improved, but she didn't wake up. When Xie Xun returned to her body, she became stiff when she saw the weak Feng Yu , misunderstood Nuan Yang's disobedience to the military order, and couldn't bear him to die instead of Feng Yu, angry and painful.

"Ayu..." Xie Xun knelt by the side of the small bed and held her hand. Her palm was icy cold. Xie Xun even misunderstood that Fengyu was dead and her body was cold.

He recalled the scene of Xie Zhang's ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, his elder brother's body was gradually cooling down in his arms, his heart was constantly screaming in pain, and the beast was gnawing at his heart.

Pain is like a knife, piercing him in this epidemic.

Feng Yu said that she would not live past eighteen.

But obviously, she was only 16 years old, if he didn't choose to save the people of Yangzhou and take her back to Jiaozhou and Xizhou, she wouldn't die in Yangzhou.

Xie Xun trembled all over, tears streaming down his face holding Feng Yu's hand.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

During the time when the family was ruined and the family was destroyed, the tears that I thought were shed had once again burst the embankment.Desperate tears wet the back of Feng Yu's hands, and Xie Xun was completely empty.

My heart was empty, like a lonely ghost floating in the world.

He had nowhere to go, and he couldn't find his way back.

Ah Yu...

"What's the matter?" Zhang Lingzheng raised his eyebrows, "The prince is crying, who died?"

Zhang Lingzheng is a few years older than Xie Xun, and Fang Chuning is a child, and they are also from the Zhenbeihou Mansion. They have been working for Xie Xun's leg poison for several years, and the two of them have long since spoken so much.

"Zhang Lingzheng?" Xie Xun looked at him in surprise.

There was a group of people standing behind Zhang Lingzheng, including Nuanyang, Feiying, Chunlu, and Fang Lingjun. Except for Fang Lingjun and Zhang Lingzheng, everyone lowered their heads like quails, not daring to speak or look at Xie Xun's face.

Xie Xun suddenly turned his head to look at Fengyu. Although Fengyu was weak, she could feel her breath. She was still alive, and Zhang Lingzheng was here. He came to stabilize the situation, and then changed back. He cared about it, but it was chaotic, and a joke was made.

"Oh, you are really crying, don't rush to cry, you are not dead yet!" Zhang Lingzheng couldn't help laughing.

Xie Xun was arrogant and reckless since he was a child. No matter what he did, he was confident and confident. For the first time in his life, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. It was embarrassing, and he was surrounded by people from the beginning.Xie Xun's ears and face were all red, and he didn't know whether it was annoyance or surprise. The atmosphere in the tent was extremely embarrassing.

Fang Lingjun was too embarrassed to look at Xie Xun's tear-stained, red and swollen face.

Crying so badly!

Xie Xun is so embarrassing, he won't kill people to silence him!

"As long as she's fine!" Xie Xun pretended to be calm.

After taking Fengyu's pulse, Zhang Lingzheng said, "Her pulse is gradually stabilizing. If she can get through the night safely, there should be no danger."

"What if you can't?"

"Then hang on." Zhang Lingzheng didn't hide anything, "Her body is weaker than others, and diseases are more likely to attack. It is not easy to survive the first wave of attacks."

Xie Xun's eyes fell on Feng Yu's face, and his expression was gentle after the great grief.

It's ok!
He is Fengyu's patron saint before the gate of hell.

Lord Yan can't take her soul.

During the two days when Xie Xun was in a coma, the epidemic area gradually stabilized. Zhang Lingzheng said, "The symptoms of this epidemic are very similar to those of the epidemic 16 years ago. There are documents and prescription records in the Tai Hospital. Fortunately, you were able to identify the infected and non-infected people in Yangzhou at that time. Everyone is quarantined, this disease is violent and highly contagious, and the death rate is also high, if people are not quarantined, the entire city of Yangzhou will fall, you saved them."

"I'm just doing my part."

"Duty..." Zhang Lingzheng was slightly stunned, how many people didn't even fulfill their own duty, "If you do good deeds, you have to leave a name, it's your credit, why should you be humble."

"I don't seek any credit for saving people."

"But you need credit and people's support!" Zhang Lingzheng pointed out, "Uncle Zhang didn't bring many people with him when he lived in Yangzhou, and I'm not sure whether he will ask the commander for help. You...leave as soon as possible!"

The Jiangnan garrison is only a day's journey away from Yangzhou.

"After Ah Yu wakes up, we'll leave!"

The temperature dropped sharply in the afternoon, and it was snowing in Yangzhou.

A cordon is still set up in the isolation area. Knowing that the imperial physician in the palace came to the south of the Yangtze River, the people are relieved, and more and more people have their fevers and recover, and their fear and anxiety gradually go away.The people in the quarantine area all stepped out of their houses to enjoy the first snow this year.

This year's first snow came quickly and urgently. It was snowing all over the sky, wrapped in plain silver makeup, and Yangzhou, which had suffered from disease and hunger, was baptized by the first snow, which buried the riots, blood and bones.

The auspicious snow heralds a good year, and this violent first snow also brings the hope of spring.

After one night, thousands of trees and pear trees bloom, and the world wrapped in silver makeup is crystal clear and beautiful.

Fengyu wakes up in the first snow.

Xie Xun was extremely tired, lying beside her, the charcoal fire was burning in the tent, it was still warm, but the cold wind kept rushing in, the oil lamp was flickering on and off, Feng Yu vaguely heard the sound of playfulness.

Snowing!
The night is still long, but hope comes quietly.

"I know..." Feng Yu stroked his long hair tenderly, Xie Xun was lying on the side of the small bed, only showing a little side face, he should be extremely tired, even Feng Yu could see that there was a circle of blue stubble on his chin.