The flood water slowly receded, and Fujiki gradually emerged from the water.

The people were like arrows, but the next day, the crowd that had gathered on the mountainside was gone.

"Brother Cheng, aren't we going back?" Tan Yan'er was wearing a big coat and sat next to the small red clay stove, holding iron tongs in her hand to stir the charcoal fire in the furnace: "I heard that the Tengwang Mansion has been exposed. ”

"Homesick?" Ji Cheng got up and walked to the small stove, stretched out his hand to bake the fire: "Still scared by the rats on this mountain?" ”

Tan Yan'er's face turned white when she heard this, thinking of the swarm of rats she saw last night, and her teeth began to bite again.

Tan Yan'er slept in a daze in the middle of the night last night, and heard a squeaky movement in the house, called the pothos into the room and lit candles, only to see that there were rats jumping everywhere in the room, not to mention more than a dozen, and knocked a plate of pastries on the table clean. Tan Yan'er screamed in fright, the voice attracted the prince who was reading the official document next door, after driving the rat away, Tan Yan'er said that she didn't dare to sleep in the house by herself, so she hugged the pillow quilt and moved to the soft couch in the study of the prince and curled up for a night.

"These rats were forced to the mountains by the water, and now that the water has receded, they must have run away." Ji Cheng stretched out his hand and patted Tan Yan'er's shoulder comfortingly: "The pavilions in the Tengwang Mansion were all built a hundred years ago, although they have been repaired every year, but now after all, they have been blistered by the water for several days, maybe there will be a danger of collapse, and the humidity is also big, so it can't be inhabited immediately." ”

Tan Yan'er nodded: "I listen to Brother Cheng." ”

"After lunch, I want to go to the next mountain, maybe I will come back tomorrow, you stay in the sleeve shop obediently, don't go around."

Tan Yan'er nodded again.

Seeing this Ji Cheng go down the mountain, Tan Yan'er returned to the study of the prince and lay down again on the soft couch.

"I didn't sleep well last night, and I'll squint for a while, and you'll just stand beside me, and don't let those damn snakes, rats, insects, and ants come near me." Tan Yan'er was very nervous and ordered the pothos.

Pothos answered. Then he moved the red clay stove to Tan Yan'er's side: "It's already cold, and the roasting fire is warmer." ”

Tan Yan'er hummed, and fell asleep with her head tilted in the next second.

"I'm really tired." Pothos smiled at the corners of her mouth, and reached out to pick up the quilt on the side. Cover Tan Yan'er's body.

"Pothos." Tan Yan'er opened her eyes suddenly, grabbed the hand that covered the quilt with pothos, her eyes were round, and her eyes were full of ruthlessness.

"Miss?! Luluo was taken aback by Tan Yan'er's expression: "What's wrong with you?" Don't scare the slaves......"

"What about Chu Heng?"

"Miss Chu went down the mountain early this morning." The pothos voice was uneasy.

The light in Tan Yan'er's eyes dimmed little by little: "The prince went down the mountain, did you go to find her......

"Miss, don't guess. The prince went down the mountain on official business. The green pothos quilt was covered with Tan Yan'er, and said: "The flood has just receded, Fujicheng must be very chaotic now, Fujicheng is the fief of the vine king, and the vine king has not been found yet, and the prince is the son of the vine king, so he naturally has to be more busy......"

Tan Yan'er turned her head sideways, buried half of her head in the quilt, and sneered twice.

In the Tengwang Mansion, Chu Heng stood at the door of the mansion. Holding a burning moxa stick, a person carrying the corpse kept walking past her eyes.

"Heng'er, why are you standing here?" Ji Cheng got off the horse, walked to Chu Heng's side, and looked at her: "What do you think?" ”

"There are too many dead people, if the corpse can't be disposed of properly......"

"Are you worried about the plague?" Ji Cheng gave Chu Heng a reassuring look: "You don't have to worry, Fujicheng is our family's fiefdom, and my father is not here, so I will naturally take care of everything." ”

"And what about these corpses?"

"The bodies would be lined up at the gates of the city, waiting to be claimed. Three days later, the ownerless body was burned in a centralized manner. ”

"Three days later, ah......" Chu Heng nodded: "Maybe I'm thinking too much." ”

"You went down the mountain as soon as the water receded this morning, and most of the day has passed, aren't you just standing at the door of your house watching the corpses moved?" Ji Cheng reached out and touched Chu Heng's head: "Should I praise you for being bold, or do you not do your job." ”

Heng'er agreed to the prince. If you want to help the prince guide the speech, he will naturally do it. Chu Heng sideways avoided Ji Cheng's hand and said, "I'll go outside and have a look." ”

Chu Heng stopped talking, turned around and went down the steps of the mansion. Ji Cheng looked at Chu Heng's back, slightly stunned. Chu Heng was wearing a blue and white cloth skirt, and he still had the wooden hairpin with a magpie holding a peony on his head. The moxa sticks in her hand were half burned, and green smoke rose in a curling voice.

"What the hell was she thinking?" Ji Cheng's brows furrowed slightly.

"Maybe you haven't turned a corner yet." Su Yunsheng didn't know where to come out of nowhere, and stood beside Ji Cheng: "Although this world is big, but apart from you, Chu Heng has nowhere to stay, but two days ago, she let her know about it, and she found that there is a gap between you and her imagination, so you have to let her adapt to it......"

"Yes." Ji Cheng glanced at Su Yunsheng: "You still understand?" ”

The folding fan in Su Yunsheng's hand unfolded suddenly, and a smug smile appeared on his face: "The prince of the world has praised it falsely." ”

"Seeing that it's late autumn, what kind of fan do you bring......" Ji Cheng glanced at the fan in Su Yunsheng's hand, speechless.

Su Yun picked up the fan in a daze.

Ji Cheng raised his legs and walked towards the Vine King's Mansion, Su Yunsheng followed behind, turned the Hanging Flower Gate, and there was no one around, before Ji Cheng asked, "Didn't you look at the little tyrant Jiang Lan from the mountain?" How did you run down the mountain? ”

"It's about the little tyrant." Su Yunsheng's eyes shone brightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "Didn't you give him medicine in order to control the little tyrant these days." ”

"Well, so what?" Ji Cheng looked at Su Yunsheng suspiciously: "Are you communiquéing personal vendetta and what happened?" ”

"How could it be...... Su Yunsheng waved his hand hurriedly: "This has nothing to do with me!" ”

"What the hell is going on?!" There is impatience looming in Ji Cheng's eyes.

"It's not a big deal." Su Yunsheng saw that Ji Cheng was angry, and his face also fell: "It should be that there is too much medication, and the little tyrant has been a little unclear recently." ”

"Brainless?"

"That's it, I don't remember people ......" Su Yunsheng raised his eyebrows: "I went to see him today, and he didn't recognize who I was." ”

"By the way, this medicine has this side effect...... Ji Cheng patted his forehead: "How much medicine did you give him?" ”

"You also know, the little tyrant's martial arts are not weak, I can't beat him, this medicine is better than less......" Su Yunsheng sighed, and said: "Anyway, it's not a toxic medicine, stop the medicine for about two days, and he will recover by himself." ”

Ji Cheng was silent.

Su Yunsheng looked at Ji Cheng's face: "Do you want to stop the medicine for him first?" ”

"You don't have to stop." The corners of Ji Cheng's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile that he was determined to win: "We just want to borrow the name of Jiang Lan's Son of Heaven, as for his clear mind, it is no different from us." (To be continued.) )