Master, the prince please

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National Teacher's Office.

When Qing Feng returned to the mansion, the people inside all stood to welcome him when they heard about it.

"Master, you're back." Nian Bei went forward to hold Qing Feng's arm, Qing Feng was startled for a moment, but he didn't shake off his hand, but lowered his head and said softly: "Yes."

Sanli rubbed his eyes in disbelief, is this the national teacher?Has Master Guoshi changed his gender?What did the emperor do to Mr. Guoshi?This is the triple question from Sanliu.

And the person who couldn't believe it even more was Nian Bei. Qing Feng had always looked at him coldly, and had never been so gentle. The gentleness of bowing his head today made him smile, and said: "Master, I made you some soup. Wait a minute, it will be ready soon!" Saying that, Nianbei ran to the kitchen to bring soup.

Qing Feng was sitting in the house, and saw Nian Bei coming in, holding a soup can in his hand, with gentle eyes and graceful posture, he is also a rare gentle person.

"Master, come and have a taste." Nianbei enthusiastically filled a bowl of soup and put it in front of Qing Feng. It was a bowl of fresh soup, full of color, fragrance, and steaming.

Qing Feng said: "You drink too. After drinking, I will send you to Hongguo."

Nianbei was taken aback suddenly, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart, "Why...why did you go to Hongguo all of a sudden?" Nianbei tried to pretend to be relaxed and asked.

"Go, don't come back again, and be that happy second son." Qing Feng said in a calm voice with his head lowered.

"No! I won't go back!" Nian Bei's eyes were already red.

Qing Feng still lowered his head, "Madam, please write a letter of reconciliation." This is Qing Feng's last consideration for Nianbei, so that Nianbei will not lose all face.

"I don't! Why?" Nianbei roared hysterically, "Is it Yushang? Did Yushang force you?"

Nian Beidu began to speak indiscriminately, but Qing Feng was still very calm, "It has nothing to do with him."

"Then why? I don't believe you are willing to leave me! It must be him! I'm going to find him!" Nianbei said.

Qing Feng grabbed Nianbei's wrist, "It's because I don't love you."

Nian Bei staggered, he turned his head and looked at Qing Feng quietly, after a while, he said: "Okay, I see."

Nian Bei sat on the table next to him, "Master, come and sharpen my ink for the last time!"

Qing Feng walked to the case and rubbed ink quietly, the air was so quiet that the breathing of two people could be heard.

Nianbei dipped the ink lightly, and slowly wrote on the paper:

I am Wang Yang,

Jun Yan Mu Hechang.

I am looking forward to Shu,

Jun Hao Wumingzhu.

Nianbei left, the ground fresh soup on the table was already a little cold, only a wisp of steam rose up, Qing Feng quietly picked up the soup, took a spoonful and tasted it, Nianbei's cooking skills are not very good Okay, but he is studying hard, and now he has the level of a chef.

"San Miao, go prepare the car for Madam." Qing Feng arranged.

San Miao looked at Qing Feng hesitantly, and had no choice but to shut up after receiving Qing Feng's gaze, "Yes."

At noon, the carriage set off.

Nianbei was walking in the carriage, and Qingfeng followed quietly on the horse.A large group of people set off from the imperial city mightily.

Suddenly a man came chasing him on horseback, "Drive! Drive!"

After hearing this, Nian Bei felt that the voice was familiar, so he lifted the curtain and ordered: "Stop the car."

The convoy stopped, and Su Renmei chased after him. Everyone who saw him had to salute: "Master Su."

"Nianbei! Why... why did you leave without telling Master?" Nianbei complained.

Nianbei tried his best to put on a smile, "Master, I'm sorry, there is something at home, it's too urgent."

No matter who Su Renmei is, he knows what is on Nianbei's mind, "Is there something wrong at home? Tell the uncle the truth."

Looking at Su Renmei's sharp eyes, Nian Bei dodged, not daring to look directly into Su Renmei's eyes.

"Why didn't Master Guoshi sit in the same car with you?" Su Renmei asked after glancing at Qing Feng.

Nianbei's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and tears welled up in his eyes, "Wow...Master...Master...Woo...I'm so sad...Woo...Master...he doesn't want me It's... woo woo woo..."

Su Renmei had already expected such an ending, so he didn't say anything, but quietly held Nianbei in his arms, and gently patted Nianbei's back.

"Uncle, what do you think I am inferior to others? Why? Why?" Nianbei asked, sobbing.

Su Renmei continued to pat Nianbei on the back, "It's not that you are inferior to others, child, it's just that you... came late. You have to believe that there will be such a person in your life. Even if you are desperate, even if you give everything you have, even if you are desperate Even if you die, you will not be able to go to the end with him."

Nianbei cried even harder, Su Renmei patted him on the back helplessly to comfort him, it was not Yushang's fault, Nianbei's fault, Qing Feng's fault, they were just loving the one they loved, they couldn't tell who is right or wrong.

The convoy traveled to Yanluo City, it was getting late, and they wanted to spend the night here.

Suddenly, a guard came galloping on horseback in the distance. Seeing the urgent situation, everyone gave way one after another. The guard galloped to Qing Feng, "Master Guoshi! Your Majesty, please return to the palace quickly!! On the edge of the imperial city!" A serious epidemic has occurred!"

Qing Feng's face changed drastically when he heard that, and before he could think about it, he ran towards the imperial city with the guard, but after running for a while, he turned back and caught up with Nian Bei's carriage, and said very apologetically, "Second Young Master, there is something wrong in the city. , leave it alone, there will be... an indefinite period later."

"Master! Don't go! Send me off again!" Nianbei begged.

Qing Feng hesitated and wavered for a moment, but he still chose to refuse in the end, "Please forgive me, the second son, the state affairs are too big."

"Don't! Don't go!"

Regardless of Nian Bei's cry, Qing Feng turned his head and saluted Su Renmei next to him, with a very solemn expression, "Master Su, please take good care of Second Young Master for me, and send him safely to the Kingdom of Hong."

Su Renmei stared at him, "Get lost!"

Qing Feng stopped talking, knowing that what Su Renmei said meant she had forgiven herself.

"Thank you." Qing Feng still said politely.

"Still going?" Su Renmei asked, Qing Feng turned the horse's head and left without looking back.

Imperial City.

Large-scale plagues have broken out in several villages and towns. People have fallen to the ground and clutched their stomachs or heads, with painful expressions. In just a few days, several people have lost their lives. Thousands of people have mild headache symptoms, and only a few have not been infected with the virus, but they are also besieged in the city and feel uneasy.

As soon as Qing Feng arrived in the city, seeing this scene, he didn't have time to think about it, so he went straight into the battle, organized the guards to isolate the crowd, treated them according to the classification of the disease, and called all the doctors to discuss the countermeasures.

The plague broke out on the front line, and people are trying to fight against the disaster. In the magnificent palace, those so-called "parents and officials" of the people gathered together and trembled, powerless to fight back. Talking nonsense in front of him: "Your Majesty! Some courtiers are not like courtiers. Now that the country is in great trouble, they are so shy and dare not come. They don't want to get into trouble and escape secretly, right?"

Yu Shang couldn't listen anymore, and said, "Who is Mr. Zhang talking about? Please tell me clearly."

But the adult Zhang hesitated and couldn't explain why.

"Your Majesty, I thought Mr. Zhang was talking about Mr. National Teacher!" said another courtier.

Qiu Zhaolin glared at them fiercely, "Hmph! You're just talking nonsense here, if the two of you feel that you are more capable than Master Guoshi, you can come up with a countermeasure now!"

The two were speechless again.

"Dear dears, now that a plague is breaking out in the city, what can you do?" Yu Shang asked.

The people below looked at each other, unable to fart for a long time.

After Qing Feng finished dealing with the affairs outside the city, he quickly entered the palace. When the palace people along the way saw him, they all opened the gates of the city. His journey was unimpeded.

"Your Majesty! Please summon the imperial physician quickly and leave the palace with your ministers!" Qing Feng blurted out as soon as he arrived in the hall.

Seeing him come back, Yushang was pleasantly surprised and excited, couldn't restrain his emotions, stood up and ran down to grab Qing Feng's sleeve, "National teacher! You're back!"

Qing Feng nodded, "Your Majesty, the epidemic is very serious, please send help quickly!"

Yu Shang nodded, "Hurry up! Hurry up and announce the imperial doctor!"

Qing Feng led the imperial doctor out of the palace, Yu Shang reluctantly followed behind.

When he reached the outskirts of the city, Yu Shang really knew how serious the plague was. It turned out that the ministers could still use it to report good news but not bad news. I don't know if they really didn't want to worry about themselves or they really had some conspiracy to hide it.

The plague was spreading rapidly, and many doctors and doctors were also beginning to be infected. Seeing this, Yushang felt anxious. He stomped his feet impatiently, and finally rushed into the ward despite the obstruction of the palace guards. Qing Feng was still taking care of the patients.

Yu Shang took a closer look, the patient's eyes were red, his face was flushed, there was a lot of yellow paste in the corners of his eyes, he was having difficulty breathing, his abdomen was bulging, and he looked very serious. Yu Shang looked at Qing Feng worriedly, but suddenly found Qing Feng Feng's face was flushed, and his eyes began to turn red.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Yu Shang pulled Qing Feng over and asked.

"No problem, just a little fever." Qing Feng said.

Yu Shang touched Tan Qingfeng's forehead with his hand, "National Teacher! You are also infected! Go!" Yu Shang pulled Qing Feng to leave.

Qing Feng broke free from Yu Shang's hand and pushed him out.

"Your Majesty, this place is dangerous, hurry back to the palace!" Qing Feng said.

"National teacher! Open the door! Open the door quickly! Let me see you! Open the door!" Yu Shang slammed on the broken wooden door.But the Qingfeng inside will not be opened at all.

Yu Shang yelled many times, but Qing Feng just didn't open the door anymore.

In fact, Qing Feng was also engaged in a fierce ideological struggle inside.How much he wanted to hug Yushang tightly, kiss his lips, and touch his body before he died, but he couldn't, couldn't let this child who had suffered at a young age get hurt again.

Yu Shang carefully inspected the patient's injury, only to realize that it was not a terminal illness that could not be cured, it was just that he didn't pay attention to the patient just now.

Yu Shang thought for a while, "Yu'er, go to the palace and get the blue bottle on the third floor from the left, the black bottle on the fourth floor from the left, and the ninth floor from the left on my shelf." Bring me the white bottle on the first grid, and the green bottle on the sixth grid from the left on the tenth floor!"