The round-faced girl stroked her big braid, looked at the young man's fair face shyly, and replied, "That's it, it's a long story. There are always dead mice in our grassland. Whoever sees it will not be allowed to return to the camp, for fear

Bring the disease back to the tribe. If you are outside, you will live and die. It means to live or die. But there are exceptions."

"Oh?" The young man seemed very interested in this topic and asked, "What kind of person can be an exception?"

"Of course they are from the royal court. If they are infected with the epidemic, they will be locked in this separate tent and sent witch doctors to deliver medicine. If they can survive, they will be able to save their lives."

"Then are the royal court's relatives locked up now?"

"She," the round-faced girl snorted contemptuously: "What is she? She is just a female slave brought back by the Seizhi from the envoy of the Xiao Biwang. However, Xiao Biwang likes her and insists on driving her out.

The king agreed."

"It seems that the king still attaches great importance to King Xiao Bi, and is willing to make an exception for him. Parents and children are just like this!" the young man sighed.

"Where?" The round-faced girl blushed and her speech speed became much faster: "It's because she feels guilty! Originally, Prince Tu Ge was captured by the Zhou Dynasty, and everyone in the royal court regarded Xiao Bi as the heir to the throne.

But without any expectations, the right prime minister tried to save the prince, and the king would definitely pass the throne to the parent-child. What should I do if the little king is? So, can we not value the little king?"

"Is that so? You know so much!" the young man praised.

"That's it," said the round-faced girl proudly: "I am the close maid of the side princess!"

At night, everything was quiet. A ghostly figure walked through the fence of the tent and quietly touched the special tent with the wolf's tail hanging. After observing around, he saw the only guard napping.

Then he took out a bone whistle from his arms, blew it gently, and then listened again. There was no movement inside. He blew again-----

"Is it Senior Brother Chongli?" A woman's faint voice came from the tent.

Chongli lowered his voice and asked, "Is Ye Zi? Is there anyone else inside?"

"No, senior brother can come in."

Chongqing Li no longer hesitated and lifted the curtain to go in. It was pitch black inside. The woman lit a lipid lamp, and then she encouraged her to see clearly that she was lying on the collapse of the ground in a corner of the tent. I don’t know if it was because of the light or something else.

The face was lead-gray.

Ye Zi stretched out his hand and stopped Chongqing Li from approaching: "Senior brother, I am infected, don't get close, stay away from talking."

Chongli felt sad and squatted down and asked softly: "Master asked me to ask you, have you obtained the epidemic prescription?"

"I have it." Ye Zi nodded, took out a sheepskin with words written under the pillow, and instructed: "Senior brother, don't hold it directly. When I first came to this tent, a witch doctor sent me medicine. I

I checked the residue of the medicine and confirmed it was these medicines."

Chongli tore off a piece of clothes, wrapped the sheepskin, and asked curiously: "Then are you okay? Why don't you go back with me, Master is still waiting for you!"

Ye Zi shook his head weakly: "I can't recover from my illness, I'm about to die!"

Upon hearing this, Chongqing Li was shocked and asked repeatedly: "Don't you have a prescription? Didn't you take the medicine?"

"Ah——" Ye Zi seemed to be unable to withstand the pain in her body and moaned. Chongli then noticed Ye Zi's gray face and a pair of red eyes, which were very terrible red, and he became even more confused: "Can't it be ----

--Is this medicine invalid?"

"No, senior brother, listen to me." Ye Zi said with difficulty: "Only Wang Ting mastered this prescription, it was very tight. When Xiao Bi brought the witch doctor, he decocted the medicine in this tent, once.

After decocting, divide it into three bowls. After that, I took away all the residues of the medicine, so that the prescription for the epidemic will not be noticed. I have no choice but to do it----I pretend to be unable to drink the medicine in the first few days and vomit it out.

The witch doctor had to boil the medicine again, so I could observe what medicines were there. After a few days of recurring, the condition was delayed, and it would be useless to take the medicine again."

"What does this mean?" Chongli thought: "Can't this epidemic prescription cure all the infected people?"

"I don't know the reason, I have tried the little king, and he doesn't know." A strange expression flashed in Ye Zi's eyes: " Speaking of which, I'm sorry for the little king, he really helped me, but

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A violent cough came, and Ye Zi's throat made a bellows-like moan, and he couldn't speak anymore. Chongli couldn't bear it and said, "Junior sister, why don't you go with me and go back to find the master. Maybe there is a way to cure it.

Good you!"

Ye Zi stroked his chest and tried to calm his breathing. After a long time, he replied with his neck straight: "No, senior brother, I can't hold on for that long. In just one or two days, I---------

I went back and told my master that I, Ye Zi, used this life to repay him for revenge for my brother. Senior brother, go quickly. When the on-duty person wakes up and notices, it will be too late.

It's almost dawn!"

"Then------Junior sister, take care of yourself!" Chongli looked at her reluctantly, lifted the curtain and left.

"Sir Sima, this is the emperor's oral order, you see------"

At the gate of Xuanning Palace, two armored guards were holding pairs of shackles in their hands and looked at Ji Duoyou in embarrassment. After all, in the past, they were their immediate bosses, and no one dared to make things too hard for Duoyou. Duoyou didn't want to make things difficult for them.

Nodded and said loudly: "Then come!"

After a slap, Duoyou's ankles weighing more than ten pounds were added to his ankles. He walked through the bluestone road, leaving traces of whiteness. The guard bowed with a little guilty look.

: "Master Sima, please go in by yourself. If you eat and drink for a short time, say something inside, the younger ones can take it for you. The king also said that you have to cut off your diet, and those who are small can still bear this matter!

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Ji Duoyou nodded gratefully: "Thank you brothers!"

Xuanning Palace is dead silence, a real dead silence. Not to mention popularity, it is a living ant, a living bug, or even a living tree, as if it is a luxury. In this dead world

, echoing the sound of the shackles on Ji Duoyou's ankle rubbing against the stone surface, echoing in the wind, making it creepy-----

No matter how brave Ji Duoyou was, he would not dare to go to the mass grave. But he couldn't help but look at him from afar. He could not help but look at him from afar. He saw that the pit was more full than when he came in last time.

There have been a lot of them. It seems that the people in Xuanning Palace are probably dead? Is it time for me to be the same as them in a while?

Suddenly, a woman stood at the entrance of the inner bedroom and waved to him. He was afraid that he was dazzled and rubbed his eyes hard. Isn’t that uncle? Why? She is still alive.

Duoyou was very happy. This was a person who was on the verge of despair and was delighted to see his similar instincts, so he rushed towards her.

But my uncle was not as optimistic as him, and he was still frowning. He leaned closer and whispered in a low voice. Ji Duoyou was shocked: "What? I heard it right? You said, Empress----

-She is not dead?"

"Is it still alive." Before my friends could be happy, my uncle's next sentence drove him into the abyss: "But, he is almost dead. The empress was breathing a sigh of relief and wanted to give her a few words."

"Take me there quickly."

Going to the eaves of the inner bedroom hall, Ji Duoyou walked step by step, the loud noise from his shackles became more and more harsh, which made him very angry and uneasy. After hearing the news that E Wen was not dead, he was also guessing after being happy.

, Could it be that the Empress wanted to pretend to die and escape, let herself help her escape from the deep palace, and live in hiding her identity from now on? If so, he would be willing to take her out of this lifeless palace and go anywhere. Just fight to the death, but at worst he would die in one place

It's time to go.

However, my uncle said that she was going to die. What's going on? A thought flashed through his mind: Could it be that the Empress was not infected with the epidemic? Think about it, the palace people in the palace who were infected with the epidemic, whether they were strong or not, from

It takes only two or three days to die from the epidemic, and only about five days can I survive. But it has been half a month since the empress summoned the imperial physician from the epidemic, right? Even Dr. Hu’s masterpiece can’t be overcome.

So long! Could it be that something is wrong?

The bead curtain in front of me was shaking. Many friends were getting used to being about to kneel outside the curtain, but they heard E Wei's weak voice coming from inside: "There are no other living people in the palace now, Sima Ke enters."

"This------" Many friends hesitated for a while, and still entered the inner room under the guidance of their uncle and concubine.

The woman stretched out her slender and pale arms and pointed to the edge of the couch. Her uncle understood and brought a skinny slap to Duoyou, signaling her to sit down and quietly exit the door. Duoyou then saw Ewen's face and was slightly surprised.

, This is not the lead-gray face that people who are dying from the epidemic have often had, but is faintly black and seemingly showing signs of poisoning. Could it be that she has not been infected?

As he was suspicious, E Wen spoke: "You don't have to hesitate. Whether I or uncle or bad, our epidemic will be cured long ago!"

Many friends were very surprised: "What's going on? Since the empress has an epidemic prescription, why didn't she take it out earlier? Since the epidemic has been cured, why did she say that she will be alive soon?"

"Sir Sima, please let me explain in detail."

E Wen pointed to the table under the inkstone: "There is a silk book there, and the general can see it."

Many friends took the silk book and opened it and found that it was a medical prescription: "Black beak ten, asarum six points, technique ten points, and gui four points, and warm soup drink one knife and Gui, three days and night again, and then walk,

Don't sweat."

He couldn't help but be surprised: "Isn't this the recipe for relieving the epidemic that I got from Tuge? Why? There is also a place for the Empress?"


Chapter completed!