Qi Yu turned around slowly.
The girl was wearing a snow-white inner dress and standing in front of the candle. Half of her face was hidden in the darkness, and there was no trace of sleepiness in her eyes.
Qi Yu pursed his lips and explained in a panic, "I just couldn't sleep. Why did Your Highness wake up?"
Banshu smiled slightly.
The clear voice was filled with a chilling feeling like ice colliding with jade:
"Thinking about catching mice."
Qi Yu lowered his eyes, "How could there be such pests in the mansion?"
Pan Shu glanced at him meaningfully, "That's not necessarily true."
…
A sudden disaster struck Yongzhou, and the people were suffering from the epidemic. The food in the state was drastically reduced. It was three days later that Panshu learned about this.
Until the Queen sent someone to ask her what happened.
Only then did Pan Shu know.
She looked very unhappy.
After much thought, why was her news so delayed? The only possibility was that someone was deliberately hiding it from her.
I want to blindfold her and cover her ears.
But what is the purpose?
"Is Your Highness suffering from the plague in Yongzhou?" Jiang Zhan was still standing behind Pan Shu. Through the mirror, Pan Shu saw the young man's slender, white, bony hands gently pressing her shoulders and neck.
The indescribable feeling of soreness and swelling dispelled some of the pent-up irritability.
"Well, Yongzhou is my fiefdom after all. Today I have asked the Queen Mother for disaster relief rice and troops. I think we can set off tomorrow."
The young man smiled gently, his eyes obedient and respectful, "But if the plague is not eradicated, there will still be tens of thousands of refugees killed or injured."
Panshu pinched her eyebrows.
Jiang Zhan curled his thin, crimson lips, "Why doesn't Your Highness ask Ziqian?"
Pan Shu paused, "Do you have a solution?"
The young man lowered his long eyelashes in grievance, and his thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wings of a broken butterfly.
"Your Highness, don't you know that Ziqian is skilled in poisons and witchcraft? Didn't Your Highness ignore Ziqian for quite a while because of this matter?" The young man's eyes were blazing with elegance, his pupils as black as obsidian gleaming with a dazzling light. "Medicine and poisons share the same origin. Can Your Highness trust Ziqian?"
Pan Shu naturally believed it.
The little drug addict behind me uses poison to kill people without them knowing.
Naturally, he is a very powerful master.
But Pan Shu was a little unsure about using poison to treat the plague.
"Well, I believe you."
The young man patiently coaxed him, "Then Your Highness, could you take Ziqian with you to Yongzhou?"
"nature."
This matter is finalized.
The next day.
Jiang Zhan only brought a servant with him, and he stood in front of the carriage waiting for Pan Shu at dawn.
Pan Shu brought Lan Yu.
The two of them got on the carriage together. Just as they were about to leave, Shen Zhuo appeared out of nowhere and jumped onto the carriage breathlessly, "Where are you going, Your Highness? Why didn't you call me?"
“……?”
Pan Shu's eyes slowly shifted to the bulging bag behind him, expressionless, "How dare you say you don't know where I'm going?"
“…”
Shen Zhuo smiled awkwardly, "I also overheard it by accident."
The carriage slowly drove away from the capital. The imperial city was shrouded in a layer of milky white mist, as if all life had died overnight.
Only a trace of old age and illness remained.
Qi Yu stood next to the beast head.
The clear eyes slowly looked at the small black shadow.
She didn't take him.
I doubt him.
Qi Yu knew it.
She should have known it since that night when she lowered her eyes and said, "Qi Yu, don't do anything that will make you regret."
But what could he do?
He has sacrificed the life of his own child.
No matter what, he could only grit his teeth and move on in excruciating pain.
The road to Yongzhou is long and the journey is tiring.
When they passed by a post station, Ban Shu and the other two got off the carriage to rest.
Lan Yu took out a water bag from the bag he was carrying and handed it to Ban Shu carefully, "Your Highness, have some water."
Banshu took a sip slowly.
Just as she was about to hand it to Jiang Zhan, she saw Shen Zhuo staring at her with a serious look.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
"Who wants a drink?" Pan Shu twisted her wrist and said, "I'll put it here, you can take it yourselves."
It happened in the blink of an eye.
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhan covered the water bag, but Shen Zhuo was faster than him!
Chen Zhuo looked at Ban Shu aggrievedly, "I got it first."
Pan Shu: “…I’m not blind.”
Jiang Zhan pouted, reluctantly letting go of her hand and casting a seductive glance at Pan Shu. The young man had handsome and clean eyebrows, and his glances were full of allure.
Like a fox spirit that has just taken shape.
Her skills in seducing people haven’t been perfected yet, but her immaturity has a unique charm.
Pan Shu couldn't help but chuckle.
Chen Zhuo squeezed the water bag tightly, and the sturdy water bag made of camel skin was deformed by him.
He glared at Jiang Zhan fiercely.
Scheming bitch.
Shen Zhuo said secretly.
After a short rest, we set off again.
Another three days passed before they arrived in Yongzhou.
The mayor of Yongzhou was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a plump figure and good at dancing.
Pan Shu frowned as she looked at the skinny women, children, widows and widowers in Yongzhou City. "Are they sleeping on the streets?"
Sun Yonggui wiped the sweat from his forehead. "No, no, no... There was a fire in the city a few days ago. Most of the houses were burned down. The new shelter is still under construction. This will take time..."
Suddenly.
A young boy, only as tall as Ban Shu's waist, rushed to Jiang Zhan's feet and said, "Big brother, save me!"
Perhaps it was because he saw that the group of people were dressed in gorgeous clothes, and Jiang Zhan was the kindest and most well-behaved one among them, and did not look aggressive at all.
A hint of annoyance flashed across Jiang Zhan's eyes.
But he still smiled softly and gently helped the boy up.
The young boy was covered in dust and looked at Pan Shu timidly, "Please give me some food."
"What's your name?"
"Chen Qi."
Shen Zhuo glanced at Sun Yonggui thoughtfully. "The plague lasted only two weeks. If the fire had displaced the people, it would be understandable. But why are they so emaciated? It's truly unbelievable."
Yes.
Yongzhou is rich.
The people live and work in peace and contentment.
There is naturally no shortage of food, but the victims on the streets are almost all skinny and emaciated.
Sun Yonggui broke out in a cold sweat and stammered for a long time without being able to speak.
Pan Shu curled the corners of her lips nonchalantly and glanced at Sun Yonggui, "Master Sun is indeed fat and strong."
Sun Yonggui forced himself to remain calm and laughed dryly, "No... No..."
Pan Shu saw Jiang Zhan squatting down, his fiery red cloak dragging on the ground, covered in dust. The young man pinched little Chen Qi's jaw and asked expressionlessly, "What did you eat?"
"We only drank river water." Little Chen Qi blinked, "We all drank the water there."
"where."
Little Chen Qi scratched his head and thought for a moment, "The one in the west..."
"Moat?" Shen Zhuo asked.
"Yes!" Little Chen Qi slapped his head, his eyes lighting up, "That's it."
Jiang Zhan folded a clean handkerchief and handed it to Ban Shu, "Your Highness, cover your mouth and nose. He has the plague."
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