The villain master dressed as a sick and charming male protagonist

Southern Border, Hengcheng, Imperial Palace.

At this time, it was time for lunch, but Su Rou was still wearing court clothes, sitting in the Hall of Qinzheng reviewing memorials.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late. It's not too late to have something to eat first." The palace maid said respectfully as she knelt on one side.

Su Rou's brows became a little more tired, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and the few strands of white silk on her head proved the hardships and hardships of being an empress these few years.

After five years in power, from the beginning of rectifying the government to the current opening of warehouses to release grain, the treasury has been empty, and riots have occurred frequently even in the capital recently.

If there were no soldiers to suppress it, the palace would be crushed by refugees. Su Rou couldn't imagine what would happen outside the capital city?

Just as he sat down, before he had a few mouthfuls of food, another soldier came to report in a panic: "Your Majesty, the disaster victims have flocked to the gate of the palace again. This time the number is huge, and the officers and soldiers are worried about the lives of the people, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist!"

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks in a hurry, Su Rou hurriedly led the soldiers and ministers to the gate of the palace, and ordered: "Order the general shaman to suppress it forcefully. Anyone who refuses to obey, beheaded!"

Su Rou's frown has never faded away. She has clearly ordered the city gates to be closed to prevent the influx of refugees, and the new food and grass have only been distributed for two days. Where did so many victims come from?

In order to prove the truth, she had to rush to the palace gate again.

But here, before Xunli arrived at the southern Xinjiang capital, he was stumbled by one after another disaster victims. Along the way, when he looked up, they were all skinny people.

In the vast snow, many people dragged their families with their bags, food and water, and traveled across mountains and rivers.

But the clothes on his body were hard to withstand the severe cold, but even so, no one stopped walking.

Whenever they asked where they were going, everyone shook their heads, as if they didn't know where they came from and where they went.

Xun Li couldn't bear it, so he built a carriage, put on a veil, and took out all the things in the storage bag. Although Yan Cangming was unwilling in every possible way, he still took out all the food saved in the storage bag, as if A small hill was piled on top of the carriage.

So they went all the way, and there were people waiting for the opportunity to make trouble, and Yan Cangming was not relentless at all, picking up a wooden stick was easy to beat.

Xun Li didn't stop him either, if his heart softened in this situation, the trouble would only be bigger.

Seeing that the man in white spoke softly, everyone lined up in front of Xunli and waited for the food to be distributed. Yan Cangming stood behind Xunli with a cold face like a plague god. It didn't matter if he didn't come to look for him, he would end up too. Leisurely.

only……

"Ayan, pass me something."

Hearing these words, Yan Cangming's eyes became softer, and he responded patiently.

At this moment, a burst of restlessness spread from the crowd.

Before Xunli had time to look up, a woman knelt down in front of them with her child in her arms, kowtowed in a panic until her forehead was purple: "I beg you two gentlemen, please save my son of a bitch, please! "

Xun Li hurriedly jumped off the carriage, but never thought that the veil would fall because of this, and didn't have time to pay attention to the frequent exclamations from around, and hurriedly checked the child's breathing and pulse.

There were noisy voices around again, some were from poor women and children, some were admiring Xunli's stunning face, and of course some were choked up with tears, keeping Xunli's and Yan Cangming's looks firmly in their hearts.

Holding the child's hand that was already purple with cold, Xunli took off the cloak on his body, wrapped the child, and then said: "I am a doctor, if you believe me, why don't you give the child to me for a try."

When he said this, Xunli had already quietly held the child's hand, sending spiritual power into the child's body.

Yan Cangming watched from the side, his eyes were slightly cold, but he couldn't stop anything.

Thousands of people are suffering, and Master is already blaming himself and feeling guilty, so please save if you can.

How could the woman be unwilling, she could only nod her head frequently, covered her mouth and cried bitterly, while looking at Xunli with eyes full of hope.

Xunli turned his head and called softly, "Ayan..."

One sentence softened Yan Cangming's heart, he sighed, turned around in a pretentious manner and looked for it on the carriage, and quickly handed it over with a medicine box.

Xunli smiled softly, as expected, he was still his Ayan, and he knew what to prepare without saying anything.

In order not to expose his mana, Xunli could only pretend to be a doctor with superb medical skills. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xunli gave him acupuncture, and the child finally woke up gradually.

"Auntie..." The child's call made the woman cry like rain, and she knelt down and kowtowed again: "Thank you benefactor! Thank you!"

There was also a round of cheers around, everyone praised Xunli as the reincarnation of a god, and his superb medical skills.

Yan Cangming smiled, this sentence is true, isn't his master the god who descends to save the world and save the people?Amidst the compliments from everyone, Yan Cangming was a little proud.

Did you see it?Such a nice and handsome person is mine——

"What's your benefactor's name? If the old woman can avoid this troubled world, she will definitely come to pay her respects in person!"

Before Xunli could answer, the person behind him spoke very quickly: "Mian your surname is Xun, one character is Li..."

Ten days away...

These two words have been quietly remembered by countless people.

Before he could speak, the ground suddenly shook.

Yan Cangming's face changed, and he quickly reached out to support Xunli's waist, but the frequency of the ground vibration became more and more intense.

"What's going on?" Xunli's expression was a little heavy.

"It's an avalanche, it's an avalanche! Hurry up! Everyone run!" A panicked voice suddenly came from the crowd, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly.

Soon, everyone fell into a panic, and they didn't care about getting any food and water, and started running for their lives one after another.

In the confusion, Yan Cangming hastily pulled Xunli into his arms, protected him tightly, and asked worriedly, "Did you get hurt anywhere?"

Xun Li shook his head: "I'm fine..."

While talking, he looked over the numerous figures and looked at the surrounding snow-capped mountains. The ground was still shaking, the crowd ran away screaming, and the surrounding mountains seemed to be changing frequently.

"Ayan, this kind of vision is a teacher..." Xun Li was worried, but Yan Cangming rubbed his head, wrapping him tighter.

"Master, there is no need to worry. The disciple knows what the master is worried about. The master does not need to consume his own divine power. It is fine for the disciple to come."

Xunli's eyes were moist, but in the noisy and restless world, Yan Cangming leaned over and kissed the corners of his eyes, not paying attention to the eyes of the people around him, and said with distressed eyes: "Master has the world in his heart, and this disciple has the world in his heart." Master, if Master wants to thank the disciple, he can just compensate the disciple in the future."

After finishing speaking, Yan Cangming took off the black cloak on his body, put it on for Xunli, lightly scratched the bridge of his nose, and said patiently: "Master, stand here obediently, waiting for the disciple to come back."

Although it is not difficult for Yan Cangming to stop the avalanche, Xunli still couldn't help worrying, seeing Yan Cangming's leaving figure, Xunli said: "When you come back, I will fulfill your wish as a teacher. "

Yan Cangming didn't look back, just waved his hand to the back, and then quickly disappeared in place, but the corners of his raised lips couldn't be concealed no matter what.