The emotion was revealed for only a moment, and when Jiang Zhiyu looked over again, He Yanting's expression had returned to normal.

He walked forward with his eyes narrowed.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at him and did not retreat.

He Yanting's seemingly calm face was reflected in her pupils. When he was only one step away from her, He Yanting stopped.

"Miss Third seems to have misunderstood what I meant." He leaned closer to her, his tone smiling. "I didn't mean to stop you when I said that. I wanted to tell you that no matter what decision you make, we are on the same side."

Jiang Zhiyu: “…”

"Then... thank you?"

Thank you...thank you?

He Yanting was visibly stunned.

He thought Jiang Zhiyu might be shy, confused, or even ignore him, but he never expected that she would react like this.

He pricked up his ears to listen to her thoughts, but heard nothing.

While he was stunned, Jiang Zhiyu took a step forward, and the two of them were very close.

He Yanting subconsciously wanted to take a step back. Jiang Zhiyu's height was just up to He Yanting's chin. She looked up at him with an inexplicable sense of cuteness.

She beckoned him, and He Yanting half-bent his legs and looked at her straight in the eyes.

They were so close, so close that he could see the down on Jiang Zhiyu's face and feel her warm breath. He Yanting's blinking frequency slowed down, and his eyes were dark.

"High-end political struggles often use the simplest methods."

He Yanting: “???”

What's the meaning?

Until Jiang Zhiyu pushed her out of the room, looked at her smilingly and told her to go back and rest, and then closed the door mercilessly.

He Yanting stood at the door, still not understanding what she meant.

He stared at the door, sighed slowly, and turned back to his room.

In the room, Jiang Zhiyu was lying on the bed, wrapped in a thick quilt, as if she was sinking into the clouds.

She squinted her eyes contentedly like a kitten basking in the sun, but hummed softly in her heart:

[I knew the old emperor would have other plans. He even used the beauty trap and flirted with me?]

[Don't even ask what I did in the past! ]

【I am the team's strategist! 】

…

After a dreamless night, Jiang Zhiyu and Xu Yaowen woke up the next day feeling refreshed. He Yanting looked a little tired and kept looking at Jiang Zhiyu while eating breakfast.

Jiang Zhiyu was concentrating on eating and didn't even look up.

Xu Yaowen was chewing a steamed bun, his eyes moving between them.

I always feel like there is some secret hidden between these two people.

but……

When He Yanting glanced over once, Xu Yaowen finally couldn't help but cough lightly, his eyes full of warning.

What are you doing? Do you treat him as dead?

He Yanting lowered his eyes slightly, like a bullied young wife. Although he didn't say anything, one could feel his boundless grievance from his trembling eyelashes.

Xu Yaowen: “…”

It doesn't seem like he's trying to take away his own cabbage, but rather like the cabbage took away his cabbage, and he's not taking responsibility...

Frightened by the fantasy in his mind, Xu Yaowen picked up the porridge on the table and drank it in one gulp as if he were drinking wine.

Jiang Zhaorong sat next to them, but did not come forward to talk to them.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, they continued on their journey. After nine days of traveling under the stars and the moon, they finally entered Jinzhou and were not far from the city.

Although there were inns along the official road, everyone's faces showed some fatigue due to the constant journey, especially Xu Yaowen.

He was worried about Jinzhou. It was fine a few days ago, but in the past few days, seeing refugees everywhere on the road and the crying of women, children and babies, he couldn't sleep all night.

Now that he had entered Jinzhou, his heart was already in his throat even before he saw anyone.

Previously in Shengjing, several people had taken the antidote, so they did not wear masks, but walked straight forward.

The road was eerily quiet. Even after passing several villages, there was no sign of human life. Everyone's faces suddenly turned ugly.

After one or two hours, Xu Yaowen could still comfort himself, but after five or six villages were like this, his hands were shaking.

Before I returned to Beijing, Jinzhou was not very prosperous, but at least there were people living there. But now, there is not even a trace of life!

In this situation, no one could say a word.

The carriage moved along, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of the wheels rolling over the soil.

Half a day later, as we neared the edge of Jinzhou City, we gradually began to hear human voices.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Xu Yaowen couldn't wait to lift the car curtain, and his pupils trembled violently.

Jiang Zhiyu looked sideways and saw corpses everywhere outside, in terrible shape. Even the soil showed signs of being eaten. Some people were lying on the ground groaning, with no one to watch over them. There were constant coughing and crying sounds, and some people were even gnawing on their own arms, which were covered in blood and flesh, but their faces were very calm, and their eyes were numb.

Hell on earth is nothing more than this.

The city gates were closed and there were no soldiers guarding them. Jiang Zhiyu looked up and saw them sitting on the city wall, eating heartily and pointing at the refugees below and laughing, as if they were watching a drama.

No one could remain indifferent to this situation.

The three of them could see the anger in each other's eyes in the carriage.

Their carriage was so conspicuous that the officers and soldiers on the city wall looked over and shouted, "Who are we, the people below the city walls?"

As soon as Xu Yaowen lifted the curtain of the car and showed his face, the officers and soldiers on the city wall recognized him.

"It turns out to be the prefect!"

The officers and soldiers quickly stood up.

Damn, isn't it supposed to arrive tomorrow?

He called another soldier over: "Quick! Go and tell the governor that the prefect is back!"

The news that the Prime Minister requested to come to Jinzhou was so sensational that it naturally reached Liu Zhijie's ears. They tacitly assumed that the Prime Minister would come back with Xu Yaowen, and Jinzhou was plagued by an epidemic. Normal people would think of delaying it. If they followed the normal speed, they should arrive on the 15th. If they delayed it any longer, wouldn't a month have passed?

But who would have thought that they would come so quickly!

The officers and soldiers hurriedly descended the city wall, opened the city gate and let them in.

Logically speaking, anyone with a shred of desire to survive would have rushed in recklessly upon seeing the city gate open, but the refugees outside seemed not to have seen it and just lay on the ground.

He Yanting noticed that some people looked at the city gate with fear in their eyes.

It seems that being in the city is several times more terrifying than being outside.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the city wall, thoughtfully.

[As expected.]

He Yanting glanced at Jiang Zhiyu and saw that his brows were furrowed and his expression was serious.

Liu Zhijie only distributed the medicine he had to the people in the city, and sold the rest at a high price, causing people outside the city to spend all their wealth for a piece of medicine.