The courtyard is deep in spring

Chapter 166 Smallpox

"Then I'll break open the door and arrest you!" Mr. Lin shouted coldly outside.

After Ye Zhaoqing heard this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You think this is your back garden, don't you? Break the door if you want?"

Mr. Lin outside the door heard this and was about to answer when suddenly a frosty voice came from behind: "You don't take me too seriously."

Mr. Lin turned his head suddenly, and saw Murong Shen looking at him with a gloomy face. The corner of his mouth immediately raised, showing a mocking smile: "Master Taifu, can you stop pretending? You really think you are wearing a mask, I don't know you anymore?"

"Why have you ever shown your true colors to others?" Murong Shen retorted, "There is no noble son like you in the capital."

"I'm not from the capital! What's the matter?" Mr. Lin said with his neck held high.As he said that, he looked Murong Shen up and down, and said mockingly: "You are so blatantly staying with the Crown Princess, where do you put His Highness the Crown Prince? I don't think he will be mad at you!"

Murong Shen's eyes sank when he heard the words, and he was about to answer, but he heard Ye Zhaoqing say in the room: "Don't pay attention to him, it's just a bluff, if you talk to him a little more, you might get infected too."

Murong Shen immediately stopped talking when he heard the words, and took a few steps back, away from Mr. Lin.

But he was very vigilant all over his body, and if Mr. Lin made any movement, he would immediately jump on him.Not only him, but also the hidden guards.

"You really think of me as those pariahs infected with smallpox!" Mr. Lin's eyes froze when he saw the scene in front of him, and then he shouted into the room: "Ye Zhaoqing, I know what you are planning, as long as you find a way to solve it!" I have smallpox on my body, what do you want to know, I will tell you everything!"

"Are you really treating yourself like garlic?" Murong Shen sneered after hearing this, "Smallpox is incurable, don't you know?"

Hearing this, Mr. Lin's eyes suddenly turned red. He glanced at Murong Shen with hatred in his eyes, then turned his head and stared at the door, stubbornly waiting for Ye Zhaoqing's answer.

"I can't cure it." After a long time, there was a soft sigh from the room, but it seemed to sentence Mr. Lin to death.

He stood there, feeling a little dazed for a moment, and there was a hint of despair in his eyes...

However, at the next moment, Master Lin's eyes suddenly filled with hatred again. He took a step forward, reached out and patted the door, and said coldly: "No! I know you must have a way! Otherwise, you will stay here and do it. What? Those officers and soldiers outside are nothing to you!"

There are basically not many people in the entire inn, not to mention that it is upstairs, almost only them, because of this, Mr. Lin will ignore what he said: "Ye Zhaoqing, have you seen those refugees outside? Look How many people have died? I don't believe you will leave so many people alone!"

"Since it's all about saving people, why not save me, at least I can give you what you want." He continued to speak, pouring out huge temptations one after another: "You must want to know exactly what happened to the poison in the prince's body." What’s going on, right? Save me and I’ll tell you!”

Murong Shen frowned when he saw him knocking on the door, but she didn't beat Master Lin.

After Mr. Lin said these words, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his whole body relaxed as if he had let go of a heavy burden.

However, at this time, Ye Zhaoqing in the room smiled softly: "I'm sorry, if you came to me an hour ago and made so many promises, I might be tempted, but now—"

Ye Zhaoqing said, paused for a moment, and then said in a drawn-out tone: "No matter what you say, I will not treat a scum like you. With this skill, I might as well go to the street to treat a few ordinary people, at least They know how to be grateful, not wolf-hearted!"

After hearing this sentence, Mr. Lin's face turned black, and he squeezed out a sentence coldly through his teeth: "So, you would rather treat those lowly refugees than treat me? "

"You're wrong, I don't know how to cure smallpox at all." Ye Zhaoqing heard the words and said indifferently: "Who told you I would? That person should really be dragged out and spanked! Most of the refugees outside don't have smallpox. If you take precautions, you will not be infected, but you are different, you have rotted from the core to the outside, and there is no cure!"

Mr. Lin was in a state of resentment from the moment she said that she would not heal him, he quietly listened to Ye Zhaoqing's long speech, and asked coldly: "I just want to ask, what do you want me to do?" What should I do to agree to heal me?"

"How many times do I have to say it before you believe it? You are already terminally ill, and I can't cure you!" Ye Zhaoqing was a little annoyed when he was forced to ask, and he just ignored him: "If you want me to say, you should find a place where no one is around right now. , enjoy the last period of your life, don't hurt others again!"

"It's really ruthless!" Mr. Lin laughed angrily when he heard this. The haha ​​laughter seemed particularly penetrating in the empty corridor.

Murong Shen frowned, he wanted to drive this person away.

"Everyone is mortal, and it's more important than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. You actually asked me to find a place where there is no one to die quietly? Then who will collect my body? Who will worship?" Mr. Lin finished laughing , suddenly raised his eyes and stared straight at Ye Zhaoqing's door, with a cruel pleasure in his smile: "This is not my style, if I die, I will take at least a thousand lives with me! I will be buried with you! Hahaha!"

Ye Zhaoqing's expression darkened immediately after hearing this.

If Mr. Lin really wants to do this, he can really do it.

A person who is infected with smallpox will die a large number of people in less than a day if he deliberately hangs out in the crowd.Ye Zhaoqing turned his head and glanced at the window. Countless people on the street downstairs were running past in a hurry.

So many people, how innocent...

"How? Have you thought it through?" Seeing that Ye Zhaoqing didn't answer for a long time, Mr. Lin thought she was afraid, so he asked triumphantly.

"Since you insist on this, then I can't help it." Ye Zhaoqing said, sighed, and said calmly to Murong Shen who was outside: "Murong, kill him! This person can no longer appear outside."

"Okay!" Without any extra questions, let alone any hesitation, Murong Shen heard the order, immediately drew out his saber, and attacked Young Master Lin!
Mr. Lin only reacted when the court meeting in his hand almost stabbed at his side, and suddenly dodged to the side, dodging this fierce killing move.

And he himself was already out of breath.

"It was not my opponent when I was not sick, and it is even more so now!" Murong Shen sneered when he heard this, and stepped forward again with his sword raised.

"Despicable!" Mr. Lin spat hard, dodged in embarrassment, and cursed in his mouth: "The majestic grand master, unexpectedly attacked!"

In fact, it can't be regarded as a sneak attack, after all, before Murong Shen made his move, Ye Zhaoqing had already said to let Mr. Lin die.

Murong Shen ignored his words, and then stabbed him with a sword again.

Ye Zhaoqing was observing the situation outside the room, and at this moment he said: "Murong, don't be obsessed with fighting, fight quickly!"

"I know!" Murong Shen replied after hearing the words, and suddenly accelerated his speed.

Mr. Lin, who had tried his best to hold on, could no longer hold on.

"Stop!" he suddenly screamed.

Murong Shen remained unmoved, and then stabbed again with his sword, aiming at Mr. Lin's chest and heart.

This person almost killed them on Mount Qi, how could Murong Shen let him go?
"Stop!" Mr. Lin hung his chest, and finally couldn't help shouting loudly: "I said stop! Ye Zhaoqing, do you want to murder your elder brother?"

As he spoke, he suddenly lifted the broken hair on his forehead, and tore off a piece of skin from behind his ears, revealing his true face.

Ye Yuzhen.

Sure enough it was him.

"I said, how can there be someone in this far away who is as good as you." With a creak, the door of the room opened, and Ye Zhaoqing appeared at the door. She glanced calmly at Ye Yuzhen who was standing there in a panic. , and then said indifferently: "I started to doubt you three days ago, and now I have finally been confirmed."

It was hopeless, indeed it was hopeless.

Aside from Murong Shen's sword attack just now, Ye Yuzhen's face, arms, and even neck were covered with red spots as long as he was exposed, which proved that the poison of smallpox in his body was already deep.

Even God can't do anything about it.

"So you already knew it was me!" Ye Yuzhen stretched out his hand to press the wound on his chest, gave Ye Zhaoqing a cold look, and said, "Then, do you still want to kill me?"

"Kill! Why don't you kill?" Ye Zhaoqing glanced at Ye Yuzhen like an idiot and said, "For a vicious person like you who wants to drag a thousand people to be buried with you when you die, you should have died long ago! The world doesn't know How many people have died at your hands!"

"But I'm your big brother!" Ye Yuzhen suddenly shouted loudly: "Ye Zhaoqing! I don't believe you will leave me alone! Aren't you afraid that your father and grandmother will hate you?"

"Where do I still have a father? Ever since I was instigated by my grandmother to remove my father from Ye's family tree, I have been alone. I have no father, no grandmother, and no brother. Which one are you?" Ye Zhaoqing slowly Walking out of the door, he took a look at Ye Yuzhen, but reached out and handed something to Murong Shen: "This is soaked with medicinal juice to prevent infection, you put it on your mouth."

After speaking, he picked up the remaining one in his hand, lifted the two horns, tied it behind his head, and just covered his mouth.

Murong Shen did as he did, and as soon as he put it on, he could feel a very cool mint smell coming from his mouth, which smelled very good.

Ye Yuzhen saw Ye Zhaoqing's expression very complicated. In the past, he was not willing to look at Ye Zhaoqing at all, but now, even his life is in the palm of his hand, and he can't do anything.

He simply hated himself!
(End of this chapter)