Shuqi was an orphan who was adopted and taught by Uncle Fu. He was instilled in him the idea of loyalty to the Yin family by Uncle Fu since he was a child. His loyalty to the Yin family was no less than that of Uncle Fu. However, from the time he could remember, Uncle Fu, who was also a teacher,
The elders who are both father and friend are all around him. Now that Uncle Fu is leaving and he is asked to take on the responsibility, he really feels guilty and doubts whether he can do it?
However, no matter what, he will try his best.
As long as he is alive, he will protect Sikong Qingying and the blood of the Yin family.
Uncle Fu could see from his eyes that he was from being unconfident to being determined. There was a bit of admiration in his eyes, and he nodded. Although he didn't say anything, he had a very deep feeling for this apprentice, and he also had a deep feeling for this apprentice.
Extremely satisfied.
"Okay, I'll set off overnight. Tomorrow, Shadow Guard Zero-One will appear in my appearance. He has been secretly observing us for more than half a month. There should be no problem in imitating me, but you still have to help.
He, don’t let Xiao Ying expose him, if anything happens, just send me a message in our sect’s secret language.”
"Okay. Master, you should be careful when you go out, and come back as soon as possible after you find the young master."
"I will."
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The situation of dead people is no longer limited to the palace.
Throughout the imperial capital, one after another, people contracted the disease, first developed fever, then vomited, became seriously ill, lingered on the bed, and then died.
Even though so many people died, the Emperor of Beijing was still seriously ill. He had been immersed in grief and had no intention of going to court to take care of the affairs of Beijing.
But now it is beyond its capabilities.
The Queen Mother had to step forward and ask the imperial doctor to examine the emperor and those who had fever one by one.
However, the imperial doctor did not dare to check, but stood up tremblingly and said: "I heard that the patient hated cold and was strong in heat. Immediately, he developed fever but no cold. He had a headache and body aches. His coating was as white as accumulated powder, and his tongue was red. Wei Chen felt in his heart
The judgment has been made.”
The Queen Mother raised her eyebrows: "Oh? Is it true that something evil is causing trouble as everyone said?"
The imperial doctor shook his head: "No, this is a plague."
plague?
The Queen Mother was shocked, and then understood.
Yes, these are the symptoms of the plague. Everyone knows that the plague is contagious and epidemic, and the symptoms are similar, and they are also related to the season, and now, it is summer...
The Queen Mother trembled when she thought of the contagion: "Does the imperial doctor have any good ideas to cure this plague?"
Several of the imperial doctors standing under His Highness looked at each other, and the former imperial doctor, as the representative, said: "The treatment of plague is mainly to treat the disease through clearing and clearing it, and it is appropriate to clear the plague and detoxify. I still need to carefully consider the prescription.
Please give the Queen Mother a few days of grace."
"So what should we do now?"
"Isolate people infected with the plague to prevent the spread of the plague, and use atractylodes, realgar, etc. to smoke the room to disinfect and prevent diseases. Pay attention to hygiene on weekdays... I will write a prescription as soon as possible."
"Okay! Then go and research the prescription."
After the imperial doctor left, the Queen Mother immediately gave the instructions as the imperial doctor had said.
The haze of the prince's death has not yet left, and the entire capital has become even more nervous due to the plague.
If you think about it carefully, before, the assassination of Emperor Dajing was like a omen, an opening of the floodgates of disaster.
Since then, incidents have occurred one after another throughout the capital.
The emperor was assassinated, trouble occurred on the border, the prince died of illness, and now there is a plague.
This was enough to make the once prosperous and stable capital of Beijing become panic-stricken in just a few months.
After the Queen Mother gave the order on isolation and prevention, the entire Dajing Palace and the Imperial Capital were basically under martial law.
This kind of plague is now only spreading in the Imperial Capital of Beijing. Not even a single case has been found in other places. Therefore, entry and exit of the Capital of Imperial Capital will also be prohibited during this period.
The words of the imperial doctor also spread, but within one day, every household in the entire capital was using the incense the imperial doctor had mentioned, and doctors were everywhere looking for prescriptions to prevent the plague.
It's a small thing to make people panic, but there is a smell of medicine floating everywhere in the air, which makes people frown and cover their noses when walking on the street.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao had long expected that the deaths of the maids in the palace were not simple infectious diseases. When the imperial capital was under martial law and the smell of medicine was everywhere, he immediately thought of Sikong Qingying.
Can a woman who has had an abortion be healthy in such an environment filled with the smell of medicine?
Will the fetus in her belly be affected?
When Xuanyuan Mingzhao thought about this, he couldn't sit still and immediately got up and went to the general's mansion.
He told himself that Yin Ziheng was his important right-hand man, and it was natural for him to take care of Yin Ziheng's wife and children.
When they arrived at the General's Mansion, the door of the General's Mansion was closed, and Xuanyuan Mingzhao knocked on the door before he could enter.
It was Uncle Fu who opened the door... Of course, now, the real Uncle Fu has long gone to find Yin Ziheng, and the 'Uncle Fu' in front of him is just Shadow Guard Ling Zero One who disguised himself as Uncle Fu.
"Sixth Master? Please come in quickly."
The shadow guard Ling Ling Yi, who was originally suspected of having facial paralysis by his colleagues, smiled so warmly against Fu Bo's face.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao nodded as he stepped into the general's mansion: "Is Mrs. Yin here?"
"Here, the young lady has just had breakfast and is reading in the study. Mr. Six, please wait a moment. I will call the young lady right now."
Shadow Guard Ling01 introduced Xuanyuan Mingzhao into the main hall and wanted him to wait.
Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Mingzhao raised his black sleeves. There was no expression on his cold and handsome face, but every move he raised and made, there was an indescribable nobility and elegance. He stopped Shadow Guard Ling Zero One,
He said to Shadow Guard Ling Ling: "You don't have to, just take me there directly."
Shadow Guard Ling Zeroyi was startled and said: "Yes."
When the two went to the study, they saw Sikong Qingying lying on the soft couch, reading a book leisurely.
There was a rare sense of ease in her delicate brows, maybe she had been immersed in the world of the book. It was rare that she forgot about Yin Ziheng, and she was not so worried. Her unrestrained, leisurely, relaxed and calm look made her
Xuanyuan Mingzhao couldn't bear to be disturbed.
Shadow Guard Ling01 was about to speak, but Xuanyuan Mingzhao waved his hand and let him go down.
This Xuanyuan Mingzhao was born with an aura of nobility. Even in the General's Mansion, his aura was no less impressive. When Shadow Guard Ling Zero saw his signal, he immediately followed it without thinking.
After he retreated, he thought of Uncle Fu's instructions and felt that it was inappropriate to leave Sikong Qingying and Xuanyuan Mingzhao alone there, so he turned around to find Shuqi again.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao unconsciously slowed down his steps.
He approached the soft couch where Sikong Qingying was lying on his stomach and sat down on the edge.
The black sleeves and robe, embroidered with golden dark patterns and somewhat complicated, folded a few folds and were stacked on the soft couch following Xuanyuan Mingzhao's movements.
When the smooth and smooth hand with a hint of coolness accidentally brushed against Sikong Qingying's bare and smooth wrist, Sikong Qingying was startled and suddenly came to his senses.
When she raised her head, she saw a big living person sitting next to him. She almost screamed in surprise and her body became tense and stiff.
She widened her clear phoenix eyes, and her beautiful pupils were so clear that only the shadow of Xuanyuan Mingzhao was reflected.
"Sixth Master!!! Why are you here?"
After waiting for a while, Sikong Qingying found her voice and spoke in a slightly frightened voice.
Her reaction was extremely cute to Xuanyuan Mingzhao. Xuanyuan Mingzhao raised the corners of his lips slightly with a faint smile on his face: "I'm here if I don't worry about you."
Such a man, who in the past was as cold and noble as a god who did not eat fireworks from the world, suddenly smiled and said this to her... Even though Sikong Qingying had no thoughts about Xuanyuan Mingzhao, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.
His heartbeat sped up uncontrollably, and even his face was tinged with rouge.
"Liu... Liu... Mr. Liu, what do you mean by this?"
This reaction was obviously a bit more touching than the frightened look before.
The smile in Xuanyuan Mingzhao's eyes deepened. It was the first time he saw Sikong Qingying's face being so thin.
Unfortunately, she has already been attracted by Yin Ziheng.
Otherwise, even if Sikong Qingying is a married woman, he will still have her by his side.
There was a feeling of regret and melancholy in his heart, but Xuanyuan Mingzhao didn't show it on his face. He just straightened his face and said, "Have you ever heard about the plague?"
Sikong Qingying frowned, sat up from the soft couch, looked at Xuanyuan Mingzhao and said, "Did Mr. Six talk about the infectious diseases in the palace?"
She was actually a little scared about the plague. She ordered the people in the house to spread lime on the ground to prevent the plague, and also asked everyone in the house to wash their hands with vinegar to sterilize.
She is not a medical student, and apart from that, she can't do anything else.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao nodded and suddenly approached Sikong Qingying: "Have you ever smelled any peculiar smell on my body?"
At this time, the two of them were very close, and Sikong Qingying could clearly smell the faint cold fragrance on Xuanyuan Mingzhao's body. In addition, there was also a medicinal smell.
Sikong Qingying blushed and hesitated: "Does it smell like... medicine?"
Xuanyuan Mingzhao nodded: "Nowadays, every household in the entire imperial capital follows the advice of the imperial doctor and lights up medicine and incense to drive away diseases. There are also unpreventable plagues in the imperial capital. I am afraid that something will happen to you."
Sikong Qingying heard something in Xuanyuan Mingzhao's words.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao was afraid that something might happen to him, so he came here.
Then, in Xuanyuan Mingzhao's heart, there must be a solution.
She couldn't help but said: "Then Master Liu, is there anything you can do to help me?"
Xuanyuan Mingzhao was afraid that Sikong Qingying would feel uncomfortable if he was too close, so he stepped back, stood up, walked a few steps, and said in a deep voice: "I am near the Jingyin Temple outside the imperial capital. There is a Zhuangzi. The environment there is
It's excellent, there are few people, and it's clean. More importantly, the plague is only present in the Imperial Capital. You can go there to take shelter for now. When the plague in the Imperial Capital is controlled, it won't be too late to come back."
Xuanyuan Mingzhao's implication was to invite Sikong Qingying to his Zhuangzi.