The situation in Lingnan City suddenly took a turn for the worse, and another servant reported that countless corpses and people infected with the disease were found.

The eldest prince and Emperor Zi'an took the lead and led a team of officers and soldiers to investigate the situation.

Lian'er also followed behind the two of them.

As for the situation in Lingnan, the two were no match for Lian'er.

Besides, as a ghost, Lian Er is not afraid of contracting diseases.

"Is there anyone here, please save my grandma, wuuuuuuu——" A three-year-old girl sat at the door, crying loudly.

When Emperor Zi'an heard the noise, he ran over and saw an old corpse in the house.

"Big brother, please save my grandma, I beg you."

Di Zian touched the little girl's eyes. She was only a little older than Abao, which made Di Zian feel pity. He rubbed her little head and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, your grandma will be fine."

The little girl's grandfather died. If her grandmother died too, she would be all alone. How pitiful.

"Seventh Brother, do you have any way to save him? Otherwise, let's go find the imperial physician."

Emperor Zi'an shook his head, "All the doctors in the general's mansion have been sent out. This time, it's up to us. Let's give it a try."

He looked at his hands. Leng Qingliu had taught him to save a little rabbit before, and he didn't know if he could still do it now.

Di Zian walked to the bedside and gently held the old man's hand. The old man was only hanging on to half a breath and was about to die.

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince, you..." Lian'er on the side was stunned.

She could feel the pure power coming from Di Zi'an's body. At that moment, no matter how kind she was, she had to stay away from it. This power could burn her.

"Miss Lian'er, how did you get hurt?" The eldest prince looked down and saw that Lian'er's arm was already emitting black air.

As a ghost, she is not even afraid of sunlight, so how could she not be able to get close to the seventh brother?

Isn’t his seventh brother a unlucky guy?

When will the unlucky person stop being unlucky...

…

A-Po carried the assembled statue to the temple with great momentum, wiped the offering table clean, and then carefully placed the statue on the table. "Liang Yan, watch out, I'll help you vent your anger!"

[Fuck you, the labor force is not around, so you are bullying the labor force! ]

Although he is not a disciple, he is better than a disciple.

Come to think of it, she really did have an apprentice, only one, where was that apprentice?

Forget it, I don’t want to think about this anymore.

"Six pots."

"Yes, I'm here."

Po blinked his big eyes, "When will Big Brother and Qi Guoguo come?"

"Your eldest and seventh brothers are out to comfort the people. I guess they are dealing with the epidemic right now. What do you want to talk to them about?"

Po waved his hands and said, "Nothing, nothing, I just want to play with them."

Di Chenyu couldn't understand why the little girl came to the temple with such a fierce look on her face. Wasn't she going to settle accounts with a guy called "Dead Thing"? Why did she want to play now?

"What are you playing?" he asked subconsciously.

Po bared his little teeth and said, "Let's play badminton."

Di Chenyu tilted his head, "What is badminton?"

Forgive his ignorance, but he has never seen badminton.

"It's a furry ball."

Emperor Chenyu understood instantly-_-||.

"Oh, how could I have forgotten the little fatty and the Ninth Brother." A Bao slapped his thigh and asked Feng Zhuo to bring Rong Yimeng and Di Rongjing over to play.

Po climbed onto the offering table, sat cross-legged, and kept muttering, "Mummy Mummy Boom!"

Di Chenyu was a little confused.

"Liu Guoguo, I will teach you how to chant the spell. You can follow me later. It will be very powerful. Come, chant with me, Mummy Mummy Bang, Bang--"

Emperor Chenyu followed and recited.

One big and one small shouted "Bang, Bang!" vigorously.

In fact, Emperor Chenyu didn't know what he was talking about.

Just as he and Po recited this sentence, the sky became gloomy and windy, thunder rolled, and lightning flashed.

Po's eyes lit up, "Keep on attacking, or something terrible will happen."

At the same time, in Beijing.

Di Hongluan begged for money all the way for the past few days and finally returned to the capital. He saw the plaque of "Prince Han's Palace" from afar.

She cried with joy.

However, she is now neither human nor ghost, slovenly and not at all like a noble little princess.

Her hair was disheveled, her face was dark, her hands were covered in dirt, and her whole body exuded a foul, sour odor.

He is no different from the little beggars in the capital.

Is Emperor Hongluan angry?

Every step she took closer to Prince Han's Mansion made her teeth itch with hatred.

All this is thanks to Emperor Jiaoyang.

Di Hongluan never imagined that she, a time-traveling heroine, would be almost angered to death by a one-and-a-half-year-old baby.

Di Jiuyang, you'd better not let me see you back to the capital again. Every time I see you, I will beat you.

Let me teach you how high the sky is and how thick the earth is.

When Di Hongluan thought of Di Jiuyang, he wanted to bite his gums to pieces. He was so angry, so angry!

But her anger was completely absorbed by the red evil spirit in her body.

The red-clothed evil spirit shouted arrogantly, "Hurry, hurry, keep getting angry. The angrier the better. Think about your enemies, think about the people who have tricked you, think about the people who have set you up. Kill them all! Kill them all! Let's destroy them all together!"

His words seemed to add fuel to the fire in Di Hongluan's heart.

"Yes! Destroy everything!"

From the moment the envoys from the Three Kingdoms came to the Tiansheng Dynasty, Emperor Hongluan felt angry.

Di Jiaoyang didn't know what kind of luck she had, that the three dragons were not afraid of her. Later, it was said that Leng Qingliu gave the Feng Kingdom Jade Seal to Di Jiaoyang in front of all the civil and military officials in the court.

Doesn't this mean that the throne of Feng Kingdom was handed over to Emperor Jiaoyang?

In order to make himself stand out, Di Hongluan thought of rushing to Yuecheng to take the initiative to get to know the Prince of Fire Nation.

I didn’t expect that everything was fine when I left, but when I came back…

Don't even fucking mention it!

Di Hongluan didn't even have the energy to cry now, her stomach was growling with hunger.

She finally returned to the capital as a beggar. However, along the way, they were a group of beggars, but the beggars who approached her either stepped on a stone and fell and became lame, or were chased by mad dogs and fell into a pit and couldn't get up.

She wasn't much better.

Along the way, there was nothing to eat. She had to steal pig food and dog food. She suffered a lot.

From the gate of Prince Han's mansion came the sounds of loud gongs and drums and firecrackers.

"I heard that Princess Hongluan from Prince Han's Mansion went missing a few days ago. I'm afraid we've found her by setting off firecrackers today."

Di Hongluan was overjoyed, her father and mother received the news that she had returned today.

She quickly pushed the crowd aside, "Make way, let me pass."

"Where did this little beggar come from? He stinks."

"You are in such a hurry to go to Prince Han's mansion. I'm afraid you are crazy and want to get the wedding money."

"Roll, roll, roll, roll back wherever you came from."

Di Hongluan saw through the messy hair the faces of the people who had just scolded her. She was a person who would never let go of any grudge. "You can scold me all you want. Later, there will be a time when you will kneel down and beg for mercy."

She is the little princess of Prince Han's Mansion.