"Help!"

Two young men and women ran in, supporting a middle-aged man with red skin and unconsciousness. "Princess Chen, my father is dying. Please save him!"

They were so anxious that their eyes turned red and tears fell.

Just as he ran in and before he could stand firmly, the middle-aged man fell weakly to the ground, his hands spread out, his limbs facing the sky, his eyes turned white, and he was unconscious.

Qin Ye immediately put down what he was holding and was about to step forward.

"Miss!" Jing Yi stopped her immediately.

This person's condition is very serious. If you get close to him rashly, you might be infected.

"Don't worry, I know what I am doing. Saving people is the most important thing!"

Qin Ye immersed his hands in the water, sprinkled the mugwort water on his body for disinfection, then took out the disinfectant and sprayed it on his skin. After taking protective measures, he quickly ran up and held the middle-aged man's pulse.

My pulse is weak, I can no longer feel it...

She was slightly stunned.

Slowly raising her head, she looked into the middle-aged man's confused and distracted eyes...

It has lost its spirit and is as dull as dead ash.

He died...

Qin Ye froze and put down his hand. The two young men and women seemed to realize something, and tears suddenly burst out. They threw themselves on the middle-aged man and cried bitterly:

"Dad! Dad! Don't leave! His Royal Highness Prince Chen and Princess Chen are here to save us! Please hold on a little longer!"

"father!"

They desperately grabbed the middle-aged man's arms, trying to shake him awake, but he would never have body temperature again.

"Dad, wake up! Dad!!"

The two cried bitterly and were extremely desperate.

Qin Ye saw this and felt very happy. He stood up, staggering a little with his tired body.

"Miss!"

"I'm fine..."

She brushed Jing Yi's hand away, walked to the door with heavy steps, held the door frame, and looked up.

The night is as dark as ink.

The city is dark, lonely, dead, helpless... and full of despair.

On the street, there were children crying, women coaxing their children, octogenarians sitting on the steps waiting to die, and men falling to the ground coughing violently because of illness...

They originally lived and worked in peace and contentment.

When Qin Ye thought that this infectious disease was deliberately spread by someone, he became angry and clenched his hands tightly.

anger.

cruel.

Vicious.

The murderer is heinous. He took so many innocent lives. Isn't he afraid that he will be struck by lightning if he commits too many sins?

"Princess! Princess!!"

Not far away, Deputy General Jiang rode a fast horse and galloped towards them through the darkness.

He fell off the horse before it could stop, and the blood on his arm almost dyed half of his body red.

"What happened?" Qin Ye rushed forward and supported him, but he didn't see Zong Zhengchen coming back. His heart sank, "Where's Prince Chen?"

Deputy General Jiang covered his wound, panting heavily, and said intermittently:

"Prince...Prince...Prince he..."

"What the hell is wrong with him!"

It's intermittent, like squeezing toothpaste, it's driving her crazy!

"The prince, he, he...he..."

Qin Ye grabbed his collar and almost strangled him to death: "Just tell me what you mean!"

"He's fine."

"???"

"We found clues outside the city and after some maneuvers, we finally caught a 'big tiger'. But then I received a secret letter and a bloody dagger. I was worried about what might happen, so I hurried to deliver the letter to you."

Lieutenant General Jiang took out the letter and the blood-stained dagger from his arms.

Qin Ye pursed his lips and took the letter with a complicated expression.

It turned out that he was injured while catching someone.

She thought something was wrong with Zong Zhengchen...

She was scared to death.

Deputy General Jiang got up and said with a smile: "Princess, do you think my arm is seriously injured? It's just a cut, it's nothing serious."

"The prince said that since you went to Dongning City on your own without consulting him, he will make you feel worried and scared."

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Grass!

A plant.