"Super good luck is also raised by parents in life, and it is also a life!" The dark-skinned man shouted: "Take cold water quickly."

As the cold water was inspiring, the male actor trembled all over and woke up slowly. The woman breathed a sigh of relief and kowtowed to the black-skinned man: "Sir and my husband have recreated their grace, thank you sir!"

The man waved his hand: "He is already infected, don't thank you too early! Go back with me to delay medical treatment and see if there is any rescue. It's not too late to thank you again!"

"Dare you ask me, your surname is Gao?"

"Rongyi!"

For the people in the central palace, they are undoubtedly isolated from the world. They can hear the birds and insects outside, and can feel the increasingly heavy and depressing atmosphere in the palace from the busy and busy figures of the palace doctors, but all this has nothing to do with them. Life excludes them, and the palace walls of the central palace are isolated into two worlds inside and outside.

People who came here were willing to speak at first, shouting and chanting, pouring out their anger and fear. However, more and more people died, and no one had any time to listen, so everyone had to stop talking. There was an atmosphere of suspicion between people.

Where the threat of death is everywhere, suspicion of each other is the most natural situation.

In the quiet dusk, the dusk outside was dark, but the clouds scattered. It was rare that the three-entry palace in the central palace was bathed in such a refreshing and soft light, and the sound of bowls and plates and bamboo chopsticks knocking each other everywhere. A few crows flew above the central palace and disappeared suddenly. The rare tranquility-----

A woman was struggling to carry a half-full of porridge bucket and walked towards the terrace house on the west side of the hall. This was originally a place for the residents of the Central Palace servants to live in. It has been abandoned for many years since Queen Fanji passed away. Now the houses in each hall are full, so there is no choice but to arrange for patients here.

The woman entered a desolate and desolate courtyard, stepped on the ground, cleaned the thick layer of dead branches and leaves, put down the porridge bucket, and took a breath as if relieved. The path paved with bluestone, several clusters of yellow weeds stubbornly emerged from the cracks of the board, and were rustling by the evening breeze. A hare was looking for food, but when she saw someone coming in, she was startled and flew away like flying.

Before entering the house, I smelled a pungent smell, probably because the house was not ventilated for a long time, and the moldy air was filled with my face and could not be dispersed. The woman stepped in. The light in the house was dim, and there was a muddy kang lying on it. On it was a woman in her early thirties, with a grayish-faced face and a haggard appearance. Her chaotic hair was scattered on it. Next to it was a pottery bowl with black ink-like things.

"Sister Dong'er!" As soon as the woman entered the room, she was busy cleaning the pottery bowls and re-shelfed a bowl of hot golden corn porridge: "It's still hot! Eat a little bit to have the energy to survive!"

"Uncle, sister, you're here!" Dong'er struggled to sit up, but finally took off his strength, lifted the sheet covering his body, then pulled the cover up again, constantly raising his hand to touch the sweaty forehead.

My uncle helped her up with concern, stroked her back, and asked repeatedly, "What's wrong? Still want to cough and cough?"

Dong'er cleared his throat. Indeed, in the past few days, he felt a ball of cotton blocking her throat and unable to take it out. She shook her head weakly: "It's useless! I know it myself-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"It's okay!" Uncle and sister still held her arm stubbornly: "You know, I've got this disease in Xuanning Palace and can't get infected! Even the palace doctors have fallen three times these days, but I'm fine. Sister, you should believe me!"

"Then you have to be careful, take it easy!" Dong'er said seriously with a slight angrily, "Sister is a few years older than you, and you enter the palace first. The evil ways and despicable methods in this palace are also more than you do. Do you know why the Royal City Order has to send you here to serve?"

Uncle curled his lips: "I know! He just wants me to die here. At that time, he will be verified by poisoning the Queen Mother. Unfortunately, he miscalculated!"

"You are too careless!" Dong'er tried hard to open his eyes, panted for a while before saying, "Eunuch Jia stared at the central palace with one eye every day. If you know that you are not infected with the epidemic and are still lively, how could you let you go? You have to escape, escape from the central palace, and escape from the central palace.

There is only a way out of the royal city!”

"Don't I know what my sister said?" Uncle lowered his eyelids, his words filled with helplessness: "But now the inner and outer palaces are sealed like iron buckets, I------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Dong'er suddenly stretched out his hand as thin as dry wood, grabbed his uncle's arm tightly, and whispered, "Listen to me--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Time? What is the time when my sister said?" Uncle and mother were puzzled.

"Before I came here, the people in the palace were already a little moved. Think about it, how could the people in the world be as lowly as ants, not have the desire to survive? How could the palace be sealed for a long time and waiting for death every day? Then, it will be the time for my sister to escape."

"But even if I can escape from the central palace, how can I get out of the royal city?" Uncle murmured: "General Ziliang has promised the empress to help me return home, but now he is also locked up in the district. How can I help me?"

Dong'er trembled and took off a bamboo bracelet from his hand and handed it to his uncle: "Go and find Princess Bo Ji. When something happened to Yi Ji, Princess Bo Ji kept her under the knees of Empress Huang Ying for a while and had a friendship with her sister. I made a pair of this bracelet, she wore one, and I wore one. For my sake, the princess will definitely help you."

My uncle took the smooth bamboo bracelet and burst into tears: "Sister, will I take you with me?"

Dong'er shook his head with great effort: "Whether I can survive tonight is unknown. Stop talking nonsense!"

"Sister!" Two tears rolled down from my uncle's eyes: "Why are you helping me like this?"

"Because you and I are both sisters from Jiang Han's hometown!" Dong'er breathed a long breath, and a glimmer flashed in her turbid eyes: "Empress Huang Ying's biological mother is the daughter of Wei Yangzi. She married Huang Guo as the wife of the master. My parents were her dowry servants. When Huang Ying entered the palace, her only daughter was worried about her traveling far away, so she regarded me as a dowry maid. Empress and I were like sisters since childhood, and she never treated me as a servant. Even if the wife didn't speak, I would have to volunteer. But I really miss home-----"

Uncle and sister choked and said, "I didn't expect that my sister and the country of Biyang have such a connection. My parents also came from Biyang. It was because of their defeat and captured by E Hou that they were taken care of by the whole family to survive."

Dong'er's eyes were a little shiny: "Since I entered the palace, I have served the former kings only once, but only once, I have been here for this life and I can never walk out of this deep palace and return to my hometown. Sister, you can't learn from me, you have to go home! You can see the fishing boats on the Han River and the lotus by the pool-------"

When my uncle came to the courtyard again at night, Dong'er finally coughed up the ball of cotton that was blocking his throat, which turned red. Amid the noise of the high fever, Dong'er always kept his calm eyes.

The next morning, I came to deliver the porridge. Dong'er was already dead, half of his body was hanging outside the bed, his eyes were half open, without any expression.

This period was a period of frequent fires in Haojing City, especially near the original inn, which was used as a clinic. According to regulations, the family members of those who died of the epidemic cannot be taken back for burial and must be dealt with in a centralized manner. Most of the ancestral tombs of the residents in the city are located in the outskirts of the city, so naturally they cannot leave the city. Therefore, the ponds in the city drained the water and became a natural cemetery.

The families who could not get the bodies of their relatives were unfortunately hit. Out of anger, they set fire to their houses and even the houses near the inn were all affected. This behavior was extremely difficult to prevent and stop. The fires were frequent, and the entire Haojing City was put in danger with the strong wind.

Zhao Bohu had to issue a harsh prime minister's imperial edict, and the arsonist would be killed and the heads were suspended at the inner city gate for public display. When more than a dozen bloody heads were suspended on the beams of the city gate, people were frightened and the arson wind subsided slightly.

Haojingling was worried, thinking that this move was too cruel and ruthless, and he had no compassion for the misfortune of the common people, which might arouse civil unrest. At that time, Zhao Bohu had a blue face, and a layer of frost was shrouded on his handsome face, coldly

He said: "Charity does not control the army. The current situation is even more dangerous than the time of a great war. If you are not careful, the country will be in danger of overthrow. If you hold the handle of national affairs, if you only pursue the kindness of a woman, the country will not be in a state and the family will have no home. If you bear this matter with all your strength, you will have a clear conscience and you will not be afraid of the bad reputation of the historian."

After saying the words were righteous and stern, Haojing Ling was speechless for a moment, so he bowed and said, "The prime minister has a profound expectation, and I am very careful to receive the teachings."

Zhao Ji was angry in the backyard. Since she moved in with her two children and her sister Meng Ji, her temper has become much more irritable. Since getting married, she has been close to her husband and has not been able to meet for more than a month. Who can understand this feeling?

But it was true that she got angry today for reasons. That was because she suddenly found that Meng Ji's belly seemed as big as a woman who was about to give birth, and she was really shocked. She asked the doctor in the hospital to carefully examine it and said that the tonic was too much, which led to the fetus being too big.

Zhao Ji was so angry that she was so angry that she was a person who gave birth to two babies. She knew how many pregnant women had difficulty giving birth and stillbirth, which were all because of the fetus. Meng Ji was immediately scared to the point of being pale when she heard this. Zhao Ji was so scared that he quickly persuaded him and comforted him for a long time before coaxing him back.


Chapter completed!