Sun Yongliang's face changed. "Someone, throw this brat away! He's infected with the plague and yet he dares to challenge an important person. He must be tired of living!"

The young boy's face turned pale.

Perhaps he knew he had gotten into trouble, so he just had red eyes and didn't resist.

Banshu smiled faintly.

Her slightly drooping, pale phoenix eyes were tinged with a hint of charm. She glanced at Sun Yongliang lightly and said, "Master Sun, why do you have to embarrass a child?"

"Half of Yongzhou City's territory is reserved for refugees infected with the plague, and the other half is for refugees who are not infected with the plague." Pan Shu paused. "Rooms for those infected with the plague are separated, and three meals a day are delivered on time."

Sun Yongliang raised his eyebrows in embarrassment. "Your Highness may be kind-hearted, but for those victims who have already contracted the plague, I'll be frank. There's no need to keep them."

There was a slight curve at the corner of Panshu's mouth.

The smile didn't reach his eyes.

"So Lord Sun burned Yongzhou to the ground?"

The dark shadow-like guards behind Pan Shu instantly surrounded Sun Yonggui and his group.

"Master Sun really is... a one-time solution."

The young boy had already been taken away by Lan Yu.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhan and Shen Zhuo showed no emotion and just stood quietly behind Pan Shu.

Like two walls.

Sun Yonggui was finally taken away for interrogation with a deathly pale face.

Chen Zhuo lowered his eyes and looked at the girl whose brows were slightly furrowed in annoyance.

"What are you thinking about, Your Highness?"

"The plague in Yongzhou is probably caused by someone deliberately confusing me."

Pan Shu plucked the bell slowly and methodically.

She raised her eyes.

He said firmly, "I don't think the capital is peaceful either."

He was speechless for a moment.

At night.

When I realized someone was approaching from behind, I fell into a cool embrace the next second.

Pan Shu glanced sideways and saw that it was Jiang Zhan, and her tense body relaxed.

Jiang Zhan held the girl's slender waist.

The cool fragrance of her body lingered at the tip of my nose.

Jiang Zhan had just finished taking a shower and his body was still damp with moisture. The round, slightly cool water droplets rolled down the boy's delicate jaw and directly into Banshu's clothes.

She shivered from the cold.

The boy laughed muffledly.

His thin lips pressed against the girl's slender neck.

"Your Highness is unhappy."

Pan Shu turned her head to look at him, "How do you know?"

Jiang Zhan had a soft smile on his face. "If Ziqian said he had a way to cure the plague, would Your Highness be happier?"

Originally, Jiang Zhan had no intention of saving these people.

It has nothing to do with him.

Even though the young boy hugged his legs tightly and begged him during the day, he didn't feel the slightest bit moved.

Even thinking about—

ah.

He pretends so well.

So much so that even such a little kid thinks he is soft and amiable.

But he saw that His Highness was unhappy.

Jiang Zhan wasn't sure whether His Highness was sad for the tens of thousands of victims who died, or for something else.

He thought inappropriately.

Shen Zhuo should be killed here.

In chaos anyway.

No one will find out.

The young man's eyes, as clear as glass, lightly slid across Ban Shu.

There is sweet affection in his eyes.

never mind.

The most important thing is to coax his highness.

Pan Shu looked at him in surprise. Under the moonlight, the boy's cold white skin and exquisite facial features were almost dizzying.

The cold moonlight shone on his high nose bridge.

And through his bright youthful eyes.

Pan Shu inexplicably thought of the word divinity.

She gently stroked the cinnabar on Jiang Zhan's brow, "Is Ziqian so powerful?"

Like coaxing a child.

The clear voice contained a hint of smile, as if it was the most natural aphrodisiac in the world.

Jiang Zhan's cheeks burned.

He hummed a low "hmm".

The moon shines thousands of miles away, and the night is warm.

When Pan Shu walked out of the post station, she saw a crowd of people at the door. She pushed through the crowd and saw Chen Zhuo distributing food and porridge.

"Mr. Shen is such a kind man!"

"Yes, yes! I heard that he is a great philanthropist from the capital!"

"Mr. Shen said it was the Seventh Prince's order. The Seventh Prince is such a good man!"

Good person Ban Shu: "..."

"Here he comes! His Highness is here! Everyone, make way!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

The victims who were originally huddled together waiting for porridge made way for them instantly.

Ban Shu walked to Shen Zhuo's side.

Shen Zhuo looked at her with a smile.

"I'm not as skilled a doctor as Jiang Cejun, so I can only do these little things."

Pan Shu curved her eyes and smiled, "I'm so jealous."

Chen Zhuo also laughed.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Yeah, I'm so jealous." The voice was low and cold, like the dew among the pines and the snow on the cliff.

Pan Shu glanced around and frowned, "Where's Jiang Zhan? Why can't I see him?"

Chen Zhuo raised his eyelids, glanced nonchalantly behind Pan Shu, and raised his chin. "Speak of the devil, and he'll appear. Look, isn't he here?"

The boy's face turned much paler.

Pan Shu noticed his slightly trembling fingertips almost at a glance.

Jiang Zhan pinched his fingertips.

The sticky liquid flowed down his arms and soaked his hands in his sleeves.

It was absorbed by the handkerchief again.

A faint smell of blood spread across the tip of the nose.

Jiang Zhan frowned in disdain.

Noticing the hidden worry in Banshu's eyes, Jiang Zhan raised the corners of his lips.

"Your Highness, do you miss me?" The young man smiled and took Banshu's arm, shaking it gently in a coquettish manner.

But probably it wasn't wiped clean.

The bloodstains on Banshu's sleeves were particularly glaring and eye-catching in the sunlight.

Pan Shu lowered her eyes and looked quietly at the blood-stained table.

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