Chapter 990

He Lanjing followed his gaze, not knowing what he was going to do, and asked tremblingly, "You...don't mean to kill someone, right? Then the Purple Gold Pill just now was wasted."

After the words fell, a sharp gaze fell on him instantly.

Yu Zilan said in a deep voice, "Cut off a strand of Qing'er's hair, and find a red string."

Hearing this, He Lanjing couldn't help being stunned.

Although he is still unmarried, how could he not know the meaning of 'marrying hair as husband and wife'.

From this point of view, in Zilan's heart, Rong Jiuge was already his son-in-law.

Alas, what a pity.

If this is the case, wouldn't Lan Meiren want to hide in a corner alone and feel sad?
Thinking of this, He Lanjing snickered in his heart and moved quickly.

The scissors fell with a 'click', and a strand of black hair was cut off, and a few strands of hair fell to the ground.

Yu Zilan wrapped them up with a red rope and put them in Rong Jiuge's palm, then whispered something in his ear.

Just like that, the three of them disappeared into the bedroom, only a faint scent of plum blossoms remained in the air.

The moment they left, Rong Jiuge's eyes slowly shed tears.

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In the imperial study room on the other side, Rong Ange looked at the letter in his hand with a gloomy expression.

He looked up again, looking at the man in casual clothes with a messy bun in front of him, and said, "Is this what you found?"

"Yes." Master Wu hurried back from Fengcheng, looking dusty.

Rong Ange and Ye Zixuan looked at each other, and they both saw a clear understanding in each other's eyes.

The content of the letter was very simple, it only said that the malaria was caused by people from the Western Regions.

It's just that one family kindly took in a person from the Western Regions who was about to die of a high fever. As a result, the whole family developed a fever and vomiting overnight, and went to the pharmacy to find a doctor.

The initial symptoms were very similar to common wind-cold symptoms, so the doctor did not diagnose it, and he himself was infected.

In this way, the malaria gradually spread, and the whole Fengcheng almost became a dead city.

Master Wu said again, "This young man who went with the officials seems to have better medical skills than the imperial physician in the palace. All the pharmacies and herbs brought by him have been tortured and given to the people in the city to take them before they can be used. It can be controlled, and the lower officials thought that the emperor would give a good reward to that young master, if it wasn't for him this time, I'm afraid the city would really be massacred in the end."

"Young master?" Rong Ange was a little puzzled, apparently he didn't know who it was?
Ye Zixuan pursed his lips and explained, "It's the person next to the imperial concubine, who seems to be called Ye Shuang, but he also seems to be indifferent."

Rong Ange nodded slightly, a strange meaning suddenly appeared in his heart.

After Yu Qingcheng committed suicide by taking poison, the hidden guards around her seemed... never to appear again?

What he thought of, Ye Zixuan naturally thought of it too.

The thoughts of the two drifted to this matter at the same time, and they fell silent for a while.

Seeing that they were all silent, Master Wu asked softly, "His Royal Highness King An, Prime Minister Ye, I don't know if I can see the emperor. After all... this matter has something to do with people from the Western Regions. It is better for the emperor to decide."

Rong Ange put the letter away, and said without changing his face, "The day is over, the emperor has recently contracted a cold and is not feeling well, the imperial doctor said that he needs to rest, and now he has rested in Weiyang Palace, what can we do tomorrow? Besides, this king will report this matter to the emperor first."

(End of this chapter)

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