Rebirth of the Blind

Ao Fenglie was so ashamed that he ordered someone to fetch a basin of water and wash himself up before he dared to appear in front of Mu Yang's cover again.Seeing that Mu Yangfeng returned to that attire again, only one pair of eyes could be seen all over his body, and Ao Fenglie's face darkened instantly.

Ao Fenglie felt very intimidated, it was really hard for him to accept it.

Turning over on the bed several times, Mu Yangfeng turned around and looked at him with dangerous eyes, "Did you take my medicine?"

"Who wants to take your medicine?" Ao Fenglie asked back, and mumbled to Mu Yangfeng who turned around and turned over the head of the bed again: "You don't want to apologize to me? I kindly hug you back, and it's fine if you don't say a word Oh, you kicked me just now!"

Mu Yangfeng didn't bother to pay attention to Ao Fenglie, he was busy flipping through the quilt, and finally found what he was looking for in an inconspicuous place at the foot of the bed, he put it into his arms, and did not glance at the angry Ao On Feng Lie, he left without saying a word.

Ao Fenglie suddenly became furious, and when he wanted to catch up and go forward to argue, Ling Qi blocked the door with the expression he hated the most.

Putting his hands on his waist, he looked at Ling Qi arrogantly, not at all afraid of his identity, "Eighth Prince, what are you doing?"

Glancing at the impatient Ao Fenglie out of the corner of his eyes, Ling Qi quietly replied: "Aren't you going to see the city lord? Didn't the emperor call you here without telling you anything, just to let you come here to find Dr. Mu?"

Looking at Ling Qi with weird eyes, Ao Fenglie said almost sarcastically: "Isn't the Eighth Prince not talkative? In order to protect you, His Majesty has carefully protected you from the rumors that have spread in the palace for many years. Now it seems that the Eighth Prince has spoken. That's called a Shun Liu."

He is no longer the seven-year-old kid back then, and he will no longer be angry because of these words, and he can still touch the corners of his condensed lips, and said coolly: "This king is not obliged to explain anything to you, Doctor Mu has More important things." The implication is to tell Ao Fenglie not to look for Mu Yangfeng casually.He knew very well that Ao Fenglie was just trying to change the subject on purpose, so he followed the conversation.

Ao Fenglie would not openly embarrass His Majesty's younger brother, he tossed his clothes, saw Ling Qi walking in front, and he followed vigorously at the back, the heroic character that belonged to generals in the past gradually became serious and deep , a look that really fits his identity.

Frowning slightly, he looked at the person beside him, only to see that person was as indifferent as before, and it seemed that he had made a fuss.But before stepping into the room, he could smell the pungent stench. Most people would cover their noses with their hands, but Ling Qi didn't seem to feel it at all. Ao Fenglie couldn't help guessing that Ling Qi's nose was the real problem, right?

"General Ao, please come in. The city lord has been waiting for you for a long time. If I still have something to do, I will go first." Ling Qi did not give Ao Fenglie a chance to react. When Ao Fenglie was awake, he only saw the huge courtyard He was the only one standing.

Ning Qi tied the cloth strip he carried with him on his face, he is a great general, what hasn't he seen?

With a slight push on the thick hand door, the door opened in response. His nose with cloth strips smelled a smell that was many times worse than the stench just now. He frowned, and stepped into the room without hesitation.

Contrary to what he had imagined, the room was not dark, but very bright. One window was kept open, bringing in a gust of cool wind. From time to time, there would be heart-piercing painful coughing sounds from the inner room. After the cough faded away, there was a desolate laughter.

"But... General Ao?"

Hearing that voice at first, Ao Fenglie thought it was an old man who was getting old, but he knew very well that the lord of Qin Yucheng was only forty this year.

He walked in, and the first thing he saw was the white-haired old man on the bed with protruding bones, his cheeks became terrifying without the support of flesh, and his face was sallow. Even if he was not a doctor, he could understand that this man had already Terminally ill.

"Looking at your body, it must be General Ao." He smiled with difficulty, but he didn't know how terrible it is to smile on this face now, "General Ao, please don't No wonder. The Lord of the City is not in good health now, so I cannot entertain you. There will be someone who will replace the Lord of the City in a few days, and I will tell him to greet you well." The voice gradually faded, "If the time comes, Qin Yucheng If it still exists..." The almost whispered words added a touch of sadness.

Ao Fenglie saw too many deaths and partings, so he didn't react much. He had seen a person with regrets. After being pitiful again and again, he understood very well that all he could do was to listen to that person's words silently.

Ling Qi went to Mu Yang's cover and saw that Mu Yangfeng was working on new medicine again. He boiled nearly six kinds of herbal medicine together, and after relaxing a little, "This king took General Ao to meet the city lord."

The hand that was about to add firewood stopped in mid-air, and then picked up some firewood and threw it in, "En." Mu Yangfeng never hoped that his medicine would be successful for a moment, but the only thing he could do was to wait. "The city lord will survive until the grass-roots people develop a medicine against the plague."

Ling Qi didn't take Mu Yangfeng's words, because he knew that these words were just for Mu Yangfeng himself to listen to. He, Mu Yangfeng and the imperial physician sent by him knew very well that the time of the city lord was numbered, and there was no time to wait. Developed medicine.

The city lord was only diagnosed with the plague a few days ago, but the onset of the disease was more ferocious than some people who had it for more than half a month. Within a few days, his body became thinner rapidly, his face was haggard, and he looked like an old man on the verge of death.The reason is that the city lord has been worried after the rain in Qin Jian, and after the outbreak of the plague, he has not rested for a long time, taking care of the people who have been plagued every day, exhausted physically and mentally.Even if the plague is cured, the body won't last long.

"How sure are you about the medicine this time?" Ling Qi asked looking at the steaming medicine jar.

"Caomin searched all the medical skills, and came up with this prescription, only half sure." Mu Yangfeng, who was wrapped tightly, looked at the cup of medicine without blinking.

"When the medicine is ready, let a patient take it immediately." After speaking, Ling Qi turned and left, walked back to the place where the city lord recuperated, and met Ao Fenglie who had just come out.

"Has the Eighth Prince been waiting for this general here all this time?" Ao Fenglie asked with his lips pursed, there was no teasing in his tone, it could be seen that Ao Fenglie was not in a good mood at the moment.

"This king is standing here waiting for you. I just want you to do one thing."

Do one thing, not please.Ao Fenglie asked with great interest: "Tell me, the Eighth Prince, what does the Eighth Prince want to order from this general?"

"Immediately hand over a memorial to the capital, indicating that Qin Jian's condition is not serious for the time being."

"Eighth Prince, you are doing this to save your own life, and you don't care about the people of Ling Kingdom." Ao Fenglie's eyes turned cold, "As far as I know, dozens of people infected with the plague will be found every day in Qin Yucheng. , if the report is not timely, no one can be sure whether the plague will spread to other cities in a few days."

"Doctor Mu is here too."

Dr. Mu was also there, but the simple five words made Ao Fenglie hesitate a bit.Yes, Mu Yang is also here.Mu Yang is a brother who grew up with him. If Qin Jue seals off the city, everyone including him will die, "Even if he is here, I will not put Ling Guo in danger. Eighth Prince, you underestimate me. I am For Ling Guo, Feng Lie is not afraid of death at all, otherwise I would not have invited me to come to Qin Yucheng."

"This king will only say it once. Give Mu Yang another two days. If he still can't develop the medicine within two days, this king will have no complaints. On the contrary, this king will promise that he will not let a single person from Qin Dynasty die within these two days." Get out of Qin Jian's range."

Ao Fenglie didn't know how he agreed at that time, maybe it was because he had a long talk with the city lord Qin Jian, maybe it was because Mu Yang was in the city, or maybe...he didn't want so many people to die.

After the incident, Ling Yuancheng turned his head and glanced at the person beside him, only to see that the person beside him had lost consciousness, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his short eyelashes were glued together with tears, showing a faint gleam. Yingguang, the lips that had been white all the time became red, slightly swollen and slightly opened, and there was still a blush on the cheeks that did not dissipate.

The generous palm touched the cheek that was still hot at some point, rubbed the corner of his lips repeatedly, and slowly lowered his head in a daze, the heavy and weak breaths echoed each other on the other's face, just When the cold lips were about to stick to the slightly faded red lips, "Nan Nan..." Under Ling Yuancheng's gaze, the man smiled the happiest, as if he had been satisfied with everything.

Nannan?Heh, it seems that this beggar has someone he likes.He brushed away the hair stuck to his cheeks with sweat, his eyes turned cold, and that hand clasped the forehead of the sleeping man, forcing the sleeping man to look up, and then he was merciless. invasion.

When Xia woke up, he was no longer in Ling Yuancheng's bedroom, Xiao Xizi kept whispering in his ear, and he laughed silently.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!? What's going on with your Majesty recently? You are favored every day, my lord, but you don't get any rewards at all. I only returned a piece of jade." Wiping Xia's arm with a warm pad, the dense marks all over his body , so that he couldn't help but said again, "Young master, why don't you tell your majesty that you are not feeling well these two days? The imperial doctor said that you can't bear your majesty's request."

"Have you heard the news about Qin Yucheng?" Xia asked without answering Xiao Xizi.

Xiao Xizi's subordinates couldn't help increasing their strength, and then slowly recovered. He pursed his mouth and said dissatisfiedly, "How can you ask this servant? The servant is just a eunuch of a young master. Who would tell this to the servant?"

Xia felt that this was also true, "Help me change my clothes, Mr. Li should be here in a while." You can ask at that time.

The Eighth Prince is his friend, and he should care more about him.

Mr. Li held ten wooden boards in his hand, and placed them on the table one by one, "Young master got up very early today." There was a smile in his words, because he only got up in the afternoon recently, and he attended classes in the afternoon. I saw someone.This young man is more favored than he imagined.

"..." Xia understood the meaning of Master Li's words, her face turned red, and she didn't know what to say, so she just picked up a blank board at random, touched the marks on it repeatedly, and said happily after a while, "Master Li, Is this a prayer?"

"Yes, son."

Holding the tablet, Xia seemed to have no intention of saying: "Master Li, how is Qin Yucheng?"