Reborn as the white moonlight of the tyrannical prince

Chapter 397 Long time no see
After Grain Rain, a catastrophe suddenly struck the Daqi Kingdom at the end of April, and an eight-hundred-mile express was delivered to the Holy Majesty's desk.

The plague broke out in the northwest frontier, with Manchuria City as the center, more than [-] people were affected, and thousands of people died, and the northwest frontier fell into panic.

The emperor was shocked and called all the ministers into the palace overnight to come up with countermeasures.

All the imperial doctors in the palace began to read the classics, looking for a cure for the plague.

For a while, all the aristocratic families in Kyoto cut down their expenses and closed their doors.

Liu Huaidong was imprisoned in the palace for three consecutive days. The old lady was very worried, but she couldn't go to the palace to find out the news, so she had to wait at home.

Liu Bingfan ordered everyone to act cautiously and not to go out except for simple shopping.

At noon on the fourth day, Liu Huaidong got out of the carriage with a beard and haggard face, the corners of his sleepy eyes were about to close at any moment.

After stumbling, he managed to get to the study, and got into the study.

Whether you want to countermeasure or not, in short, you are back home and in your study.

The old lady hurriedly arranged for food, delivered it to the study in person, and handed it over to Wenshan.

Liu Bingfan sat leisurely in the pavilion in the garden, sprinkled fish food, watched the fish in the small lake happily grabbing food, and said with a smile: "The water is very hot outside, these fish have enough food and clothing."

Liu Xianhui hasn't been out of Shuixi Garden for a long time, and when she came out of Shuixi Garden, she saw Liu Bingfan wearing a skirt with blue clouds and clouds, like autumn water and the same color as the sky, her every gesture was full of aura, and her exquisite profile was particularly dazzling.

There was a trace of jealousy in Liu Xianhui's heart, but when she thought of His Royal Highness, she forcibly suppressed it.

She wants to be the former Liu Xianhui, and she must be No.1 in Kyoto.

"Big sister, well." Liu Xianhui stepped forward to salute, her voice gentle and courteous.

Liu Bingfan slightly turned his face to the side, looking at Liu Xianhui in a crimson dress.

After raising Liu Xianhui for more than two months, her complexion is full, but she has also lost a lot of weight. Even so, her spring-like smile can still take away a trace of rationality.

She was so gentle and amiable, which surprised her.

Falling into a lake and raising it for two months, did you bring back your sanity?

Liu Bingfan smiled and said, "Second Sister, long time no see, are you feeling well?"

Liu Xianhui sat down next to Liu Bingfan, looked at the fish under the pavilion and said with a smile, "Thank you sister for your concern, it's all over now."

"That's good. Father has been worried about the court affairs these days. If he knows that you are well, he will be happier." Liu Bingfan's face was indifferent, as if to say that the wind today is very comfortable.

Liu Xianhui knew a general idea about the plague, but felt that the lives and deaths of those people had nothing to do with her, and she was very disdainful in her heart.

There was some worry on Liu Xianhui's gentle face: "Father has worked so hard."

Hard?

Liu Bingfan scoffed.

As soon as Liu Huaidong came back, he nestled into the study. On the surface, he wanted to break his head, but in fact he was just sleeping soundly in the study.

But as an official of courtesy, it is difficult to think about countermeasures against the plague. Besides, if Liu Huaidong's stupid head can come up with a good countermeasure, other officials can resign and go home.

Suddenly a light flashed, Liu Bingfan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said with some worry: "Actually, I have a way, but I just don't know if it will work."

Liu Xianhui's eyes brightened slightly, her face still smelled like the spring breeze, and her voice was soft and soft: "Sister is indeed the number one talented woman, she can even come up with a plan for disaster relief."

The hands in the sleeves were clenched tightly.

Asking her to call the woman in front of her the number one talented woman is simply an insult to herself.

(End of this chapter)