Dr. Guo's face turned pale, and he quickly retreated, stumbled, fell to the ground, and knocked over the stool next to the basin.

The crackling of the copper basin and the screeching sound of the floor resounded in the dim and dreary room.

Nan Nan Hou heard the noise inside, pushed the door and rushed in.

"What's wrong? The voice of the ............" Southwest Hou stopped abruptly when he saw the transparent gathered blisters on Huang Shilang's waist.

Qian Shi looked at the blisters on Huang Shilang's waist in a daze, wailed for a while, trembled his lips, and looked at Dr. Guo on the ground.

"Doctor Guo, tell me, this is not a loinclothed dragon, right?"

Dr. Guo swallowed his saliva, looked at Qian's eyes full of expectation, only to feel that his throat hurt terribly, and cold sweat flowed down his back.

It's really a loinclothed dragon, how is this possible, how is it possible......

The loincloth dragon is contagious, he has been guarding Huang Shiyi Lang for the past two days, cutting his pulse and helping him change his veil.........

Doctor Guo didn't dare to think about it anymore, a big hand of fear grabbed his heart, and the tighter he grasped it, and he couldn't breathe even from the pain.

"Doctor Guo, you are talking, it's not a loinclothed dragon, right?" Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Qian leaned forward eagerly.

Dr. Guo subconsciously shrank down.

Southwest Hou's pupils shrank, his eyes closed, and his face was gloomy.

Seeing that Qian was about to lean over, Dr. Guo pursed his lips and blurted out, "It's a loinclothed dragon!" ”

Qian's body stiffened, and he looked at his pale and unconscious son on the bed, wailed, and fainted.

The entire side courtyard was suddenly in chaos.

The Marquis of the Southwest ordered the entire side courtyard to be sealed, and it was not allowed to go out, let alone enter.

The slaves and maids in the side courtyard were all frightened, crying and kneeling on the ground and begging the Marquis of Nanxi to let them out.

Southwest Hou sneered, "You serve Eleven Lang with your heart, if Eleven Lang can be good, you will naturally be fine, if Eleven Lang is...... Don't think about it for any of you. ”

For a time, all the side hospitals fell into an atmosphere of panic and everyone's danger.

Nannan Hou looked at Dr. Guo with slightly squinted eyes, and said lightly, "Remember, you are a doctor." ”

Dr. Guo's back was instantly soaked, he pursed his lips vigorously and stood up straight.

"Eleven Lang is good, you can be good." Southwest Hou coldly dropped this sentence and got up and walked out of the side courtyard.

The news of the side courtyard being placed under martial law soon spread throughout the Hou Mansion in the southwest, and the Hou Mansion was panicked for a while.

The prince of the Southwest Hou came to the Southwest Hou with a white face, "Father, the eleventh brother is really ........."

Outside, the torrential rain beat against the window lattice, and the raging wind blew in through the cracks in the window, and the candles in the house were flickering on and off.

Southwest Hou had a gloomy face, was silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly.

Southwest Hou Shizi's face turned even paler, "Father, do you think you should ......... the eleventh brother?"

"No way!" Before he finished his words, the Marquis of the Southwest vetoed it with a calm face.

"Father!" Hou Shizi of the southwest looked at him incredulously, "That's a loinclothed dragon!" ”

"What's wrong with the loincloth?" Southwest Hou stared at Southwest Hou Shizi with an unhappy face, "The loincloth dragon may not be able to infect you!" ”

Back then, his younger brother blocked a fatal arrow for him, and he couldn't leave his brother's only heir alone.

Southwest Hou Shizi patiently persuaded: "Father, moving the eleventh brother out of the mansion is not to ignore him, we have so many doctors in Heshuntang, we will definitely be able to cure the eleventh brother, but leave the eleventh brother in the mansion, people are panicking, if it causes turmoil, ........."

"What turmoil can there be?" Southwest Hou roared, "You all keep your mouths shut for me, don't pass the news to me, there will be no chaos!" ”

The wind outside the window blew in, and Hou Shizi of the southwest felt that he was cold all over.

The Southwest Hou Shizi was completely stunned, he looked at the Southwest Hou in a daze, and said unwillingly: "Father, what is in this mansion is your wife and children, your grandchildren, how can you ignore us for the eleventh brother, right?"

"The loincloth dragon will not be infected for no reason, take care of the people in your yard, just don't let them run around." Nan Nanhou waved his hand impatiently, "You go out." ”

Unlike the panic of the people in the Southwest Hou Mansion, the leisurely time on the side of Xinglintang was broken by a quick knock on the door.

Holly braved the rain to open the door, and as soon as she opened the door, it was windy and rainy outside, and in the pouring rain, she couldn't see who was standing opposite at all, and only heard the anxious voice of the person, "What about the princess, what about Mu Niangzi, please ask Mu Niangzi to help." ”

Several people rushed in with panicked shouts.

Rushing into the hall, Holly saw that a few people were still carrying a person, a few people were drenched like chickens in soup, and the person carrying the stretcher was covered with a layer of felt cloth, and he couldn't see the description clearly, only to see a section of blue sleeves hanging on the outside was soaked.

"What about Mrs. Mu? Hurry up and ask Mu Niangzi to help. The leader pulled Holly and shouted anxiously.

This movement had already alarmed the resting people in the house, Mu Jin, Princess Minghui, Shen Huai and others ran out one after another.

"Song Ming, why are you?" Princess Minghui shouted when she saw the man who was pulling Holly to speak.

After she finished shouting, her eyes fell on the stretcher, and when she saw the sleeve that was drooping down, her face couldn't help but change, her body staggered, and she almost fell to the ground.

She recognized the sleeve, the blue robe that the colt had been clamoring for her yesterday.

No, it can't be!

The man pulling the holly was none other than Song Ming, Song Ming, the retinue of Song Yuma.

Hearing Princess Minghui's voice, Song Ming turned around, his eyes red.

"Princess, colt, colt ........."

Princess Minghui gritted her teeth, stepped forward forcefully, and lifted the felt cloth covered on it, revealing the white face of Song Yuma.

Princess Minghui's face was white, her legs were weak, and her father was sitting on the ground.

After a while, he suddenly reacted again, and turned his head to look at Mu Jin expectantly, "Jin'er, save him, please." ”

Mu Jin ordered someone to quickly carry Song Yuma in, and stepped forward to pull Princess Minghui up, "Don't worry, there is me." ”

After that, he hurried in to check Song Yuma's physical condition.

Leaving Princess Minghui and a few of her entourage to stand outside in despair.

Uncle Luo thought about it, called the coachman, asked him to go to the forbidden military camp in the rain, and invited Song Yanzhao over.

With Princess Minghui's current state, I'm afraid that I won't be able to do anything.

After all, the horse is Song Sanye's father, and with the relationship between the lady and Song Sanye, it is best for Song Sanye to be present at this time.

When Song Yanzhao arrived at Xinglin Hall, he was soaking wet.

When he rushed into the hall with a wet body, Mu Jin was walking out of the room with a frown.

"Let's talk about the injury of the colt, and in short, I'm going to confirm my judgment." Unable to greet Song Yanzhao, Mu Jin pointed at Song Ming.

Princess Minghui and Song Yanzhao's eyes also fell on Song Ming!