Human Face Epidemic

When they returned to the military camp, it was already dawn and Xiao Huacheng slowly calmed down, but Mo Qiuyan felt that the absurd events of last night were already engraved in his DNA.

Unfortunately, after a few days, Mo Qiuyan and he were both expelled from the military camp.

Mo Qiuyan had reason to suspect that His Highness had said more than just good things about Xiaohuacheng.

Xiao Huacheng was feeling very down, thinking that His Highness had driven him out because of the incident at the Tender Land. Mo Qiuyan felt he should comfort him.

"Don't feel wronged, Xiao Honghong," Mo Qiuyan walked over and rubbed a certain flower who was sitting quietly in the corner, "Those involved are confused, but those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly. I think His Highness really appreciates you."

Xiao Huacheng looked up at her, his face full of disbelief: "Then why were we kicked out?"

"Oh, go ask His Highness. He probably doesn't even know you were fired."

Xiao Huacheng rolled his eyes, but still stayed near the palace to wait for Xie Lian.

Mo Qiuyan: Before, I went to squat with Your Highness and you ignored me, but now the situation has changed, hahahaha

Little Flower City's luck was truly enviable. Less than half an hour later, the two of them saw Xie Lian walking out of the palace, strolling around. Probably to relax.

After a while, Xie Lian walked to a stone bridge and watched the carp playing and jumping in the river.

The two of them hid behind a willow tree, peeking in quietly, just like illegitimate fans.

Xie Lian seemed to notice Xiao Huacheng's fiery gaze and turned his head away in confusion. The latter hurriedly hid behind a tree, but not long after, he secretly poked his head out again to continue watching.

Mo Qiuyan climbed up the tree directly, sat on a branch and watched openly under the cover of layers of branches and leaves.

Soon, Xiaohuacheng was exposed by Xie Lian's surprise attack. Xie Lian walked over and took a look, and was stunned.

"You are...the soldier from that day? Aren't you in the army?"

Xiao Huacheng was stunned when he heard this, and said in a muffled voice: "My sister and I are not in the army now."

Xie Lian was surprised and asked, "Huh? Why is he gone?"

Xiao Huacheng was even more surprised than him. He couldn't help but feel that Mo Qiuyan's consolation made sense. He said, "We...were kicked out. Your Highness...don't you know?!"

Xie Lian was completely bewildered. “Know what?”

He had clearly told Mu Qing long ago that these two children were promising talents and needed to be properly taken care of and raised. How come after giving him such specific instructions, he was actually kicked out of the army?

At this moment, Mo Qiuyan jumped down from the tree, startling Xie Lian. "I wonder which old Biden chased us out," he pointed at Xiao Huacheng, "Xiao Honghong is really depressed right now. Your Highness, please take him away and comfort him."

Go quickly, go quickly, it’s best not to meet that person with the human-faced epidemic.

But it was too late. On Shenwu Street, a terrified scream was heard: "Ah——!!!"

A burly man stumbled towards them, covering his face. Seeing the crowd growing larger and larger, Mo Qiuyan quietly pulled Xiao Huacheng away.

I can't help anyway.

Xiao Huacheng shook her hand off several times, but couldn't break free. She angrily said, "What are you doing?! I haven't finished talking to His Highness yet!"

Mo Qiuyan held his forehead and said, "Don't you see that His Highness is in trouble now? Don't cause trouble for now. The Imperial City is in danger recently."

Xiao Huacheng asked suspiciously, "How did you know that?"

Mo Qiuyan patted him and said seriously, "Actually, I have another skill—fortune-telling!" She coughed lightly and continued her nonsense, "I recently calculated with my fingers that a bad plague is about to appear in the imperial city. The person running around with his face covered just now is a patient."

Xiao Huacheng slowly opened his eyes wide upon hearing this. Mo Qiuyan stroked his nonexistent beard and said, "This plague will indirectly lead to your Highness's downfall. So let's move away from the source of infection."

To be honest, she moved when she reached the stage of Dan formation, but she accidentally moved to the vicinity of Buyou Forest. She only noticed it these past two days.

I estimate that the quarantine team will arrive in two days, so moving out in advance is the best option.

Xiao Huacheng persisted, "How did you know?"

Mo Qiuyan hadn't figured out a good excuse yet, so he just brushed it off: "You'll see the truth in a couple of days."

......

Sure enough, within a few days, more than fifty cases of human face plague appeared in the imperial city, and more and more people were entering the Youlin.

After hearing that the Crown Prince would go to the quarantine area to care for patients whenever he had free time, Xiao Huacheng quickly signed up for the nursing job with Mo Qiuyan.

Although the pay for this job is getting higher and higher, it is a dangerous profession and people avoid it. Since someone finally signed up, there are naturally no restrictions.

Mo Qiuyan's job is to take care of the patients' daily lives and also serve as a psychological counselor.

Xiao Huacheng's job was just to help move daily necessities and maintain order, which made Mo Qiuyan envious.

Every day she had to suppress her guilt and comfort those who were full of hope, saying that they would definitely solve the problem with the help of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The work was OK in the early stages, with fewer people to interview. But as time went on, more and more people came in, and the workload also grew.

Several of her former nursing colleagues had already been infected, which meant Mo Qiuyan had an increased workload. Xiao Huacheng often came to help her after finishing her own work, but it didn't alleviate the pressure.

The Yong'an people's occasional attacks also invisibly created pressure for the Xianle people and made Xie Lian spend a lot of energy.

Mo Qiuyan and Xiao Huacheng were also busy. While taking care of the patients, they instilled in them ideas such as "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really tired" and "We should be more considerate of him."

But people's desire to survive is extremely strong. If they can't survive, they really won't stand in other people's shoes and sympathize with others. Even so, Mo Qiuyan often hears people gossiping behind his back.

......

When Xie Lian secretly gathered some soldiers to question them secretly, Mo Qiuyan remembered the plot of the timeline.

The next war will be the manifestation of Lang Ying’s kingly aura, right?

Mo Qiuyan began to think about how to save Xie Lian from death without embarrassing him.

......

Half a month later, Lang Ying led the Yong'an Army to attack again.

After months of countless battles, both large and small, the Yong'an Army can finally be called an army. They are no longer a group of bandits, but a regular and powerful army.

Lang Ying seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth for a long time. This time, Xie Lian saw this man again on the battlefield. He had been waiting for a long time. He flew over the crowd, approached them, and slashed with his sword, shouting, "Where is that man in white?"

Lang Ying blocked his sword, didn't reply, and fought back earnestly. Xie Lian pressed on, saying, "You know who I'm talking about. My patience is limited!"

Suddenly, Lang Ying stared at him and said, "Your Highness, didn't you say it would continue to rain in Yong'an?"

Xie Lian hadn’t expected such a question. His heart trembled, and he was speechless: “I…”

Lang Ying took advantage of his silence to thrust out another sword strike. Xie Lian was about to block when a gust of sword wind intercepted the attack. "How dare you talk like that? You want to establish a new regime and yet you want to extract unlimited benefits from the enemy? Do you have any shame?"

This is Mo Qiuyan. She was already upset when she was reading the novel. How could you be invading my territory and asking me for benefits? And you think this is just as it should be!

"Helping you is a favor, not helping you is my duty. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a Martial God, not responsible for rain. It's good enough that he helps you beyond his ability. Now you think you're a refugee? How greedy!"

Mo Qiuyan wielded his sword like the wind, his sword energy overflowing, nearly knocking Xie Lian off balance. Lang Ying remained silent, blocking another blow before turning to Xie Lian and saying,

"Even without this human-faced plague, your magic power wouldn't have lasted much longer; just as even with your rain, Yong'an wouldn't have saved many lives. It's all in vain. Your Highness, why do you think you can do whatever you want? Rather than leaving my fate to you, I choose to leave it to myself."

Not sure which sentence stung Xie Lian, but he suddenly felt murderous intent.

He turned the sword slightly and raised his left palm secretly. A voice in his heart shouted: Kill this man, and the remaining soldiers of Yong'an will be nothing to be afraid of!

This was the first time since they met that he was truly determined to kill Lang Ying. Unexpectedly, he sent out a palm strike, hitting Lang Ying's chest, causing him to spit out blood, but the blow did not pass through his heart, instead it was knocked away.

Shocked, Xie Lian was in disbelief. He took a few steps back, only to be supported by someone behind him. However, he had no time to care and asked, "You?!"

This is the protective spiritual energy, the aura of the king!

At the moment when Xie Lian was stunned, Lang Ying's sword found a gap, avoiding Mo Qiuyan's block, and the sword blade flashed with cold light and rushed straight to Xie Lian's heart!

At the critical moment, Xie Lian felt his body being pulled away and a figure stood in front of him.

The sword didn't hurt Xie Lian, but blood was pouring out of Xiao Huacheng's shoulder.

Mo Qiuyan turned around and punched Lang Ying, then picked up an ordinary sword and stabbed him.

Can't use spells? Learn about physical attacks.

If you can't kill him, stab him to death!

No matter whether you chop down Lianlian or Huahua, you big shot, don't even think about leaving standing here today!

The battle ended abruptly as Lang Ying was brutally beaten. Xie Lian and Xiao Huacheng watched in silence as the battered Lang Ying was carried away by his men, their hearts etched with sorrow.

Xie Lian gently lifted Xiao Huacheng's shoulder and asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Is the wound serious?"

The two of them were so close that Xie Lian was so focused on looking at Xiao Huacheng's wound that he didn't even notice his breathing speeding up.

From an outsider's perspective, it looked like Xie Lian was nestling in Xiao Huacheng's arms.

(Xie Lian: I’m not! I didn’t! What a ridiculous metaphor!)

(Author: I don’t care, I don’t care. I say your movements are similar, so you are!)

Mo Qiuyan, who had just put away his sword and turned around, was fed a mouthful of dog food: "!"

Hua Lian sticks on!

Made a profit!

I didn't expect that by bringing Xiao Huacheng here, I could not only beat up Lang Ying but also get such benefits!

Mo Qiuyan took two steps back calmly, trying to reduce his presence and silently knocking on the CP.

Over there, Xie Lian asked Xiao Huacheng to sit down, took out a roll of bandages and elixir, and wanted to strip Xiao Huacheng of his clothes to bandage him.

Mo Qiuyan: “!” Strip him! Strip him!

As a result, the unconvincing little Huacheng's face flushed red the moment Xie Lian stripped off his outer robe. He snatched the bandage, fastened his collar, and ran away. Before leaving, he didn't forget to pull the unresponsive Mo Qiuyan with him: "Thank you, Your Highness! I'm fine, I'm glad you're okay! I'm going back first!!!"

Xie Lian:?

Back in the isolation area of ​​Buyoulin, Mo Qiuyan raised his hand and gave Xiao Huacheng an angry big slap: "Xiao Honghong, I am very disappointed in you!!"

Her candy! The candy that I fought so hard for in this very painful memory killing!!!

Xiao Huacheng: "......" Dare not speak

Mo Qiuyan snatched the bandage from his hand and handed him another roll: "No, why are you so cowardly?! You need to teach me a lesson! This really makes me mad. I will confiscate this roll of bandage sent by His Highness. I will give it to you when you show more courage."

She deliberately emphasized the four words "given by His Highness", and Xiao Huacheng lowered his head silently.

Little Flower City: I feel wronged qwq