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In fact, what Zhao Yu didn't say was that he believed that his mother would definitely be able to protect him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Yu's blood-stained appearance shocked the hearts of the people around him, and they were no strangers to Zhao Yu's face.

When this man came here, he began to take a series of measures to reduce the infection rate of the plague to a great extent.

It can be said that they are still quite convinced of Zhao Yu.

"Can you trust me?" Zhao Yu gently leaned on Mo Li's body to support him to stand up. He said a word lightly, and then quietly looked at the person who was lying or standing.

At this time, an old man finally stood up tremblingly, "I'll try, I've lived for more than sixty years, whether I can survive or not, I'm content." ”

However, in Mo Li's opinion, this old man was not infected with the plague, could it be that he became a test medicine, and then specifically let him be infected with the plague?

Maybe the sooner people die, the more afraid they are of death, anyway, those who are infected with the plague are extremely desperate for their lives.

"Old man, you are in good health, you are not infected with the plague, you don't need to test the medicine. This medicine, this palace will try it. Mo Li finally said this.

This old man is already old, and no one knows whether there is a risk or not, not even she, who is familiar with the plot.

"Mother." Zhao Yu turned his head to look at Mo Li, his eyes were full of disapproval.

Mo Li patted Zhao Yu's hand and said with a smile, "You have to believe that the concubine Ji has her own natural appearance, and besides, the concubine, I believe in you." ”

In fact, what Moli wants to say more is that she believes in herself.

"Mother." The secret guards who came with Mo Li asked for orders to test for Mo Li. Their mission is to protect the safety of the imperial concubine, and if something happens to the imperial concubine, all of them don't need to go back alive.

"You don't need this, this palace will be fine." After pushing these people away, Mo Li said to Zhao Yu with a smile, "Yu'er, develop it well, the mother concubine has taught you all her life." ”

Mo Li no longer hesitated to step into the severely infected patient area, where it was difficult not to be infected.

Zhao Yu looked at Mo Li's slender back, remembered the smile before leaving, and suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart. Zhao Yu whispered, "Moli." ”

The imperial concubines have all entered, and those imperial doctors just don't dare to shirk no matter what, after all, everyone knows how much the emperor values the imperial concubines over the years. If something happens to the imperial concubine, the emperor will definitely not disturb them.

Therefore, Zhao Yu's process of developing the medicine to relieve the plague was very smooth, with the prescription provided by Mo Li, and these imperial doctors also had real talent and learning, but in four days, the perfect prescription was made.

And Mo Li, who was infected with the plague, smiled bitterly in his heart. Isn't it ridiculous that a person like himself who is absolutely unlikely to be infected with the plague should take the initiative to withdraw his protection? However, the process is also really uncomfortable.

Zhao Yu refused everyone's request, personally dragged the seriously injured body to decoct the medicine for Mo Li, and brought it in.

At this time, the Mo Li that Zhao Yu saw was no longer human, and his body even had a tendency to begin to rot, and a foul smell came from the air.

Zhao Yu felt that his heart was distressed at this moment, and the person he couldn't ask for was lying on the bed without knowing life and death at this moment.

"Murray." Zhao Yu looked at the unconscious Mo Li, sighed in his heart, gently hugged Mo Li's body, and prepared to feed the medicine to Mo Li. However, at this time, Mo Li had long lost her sense of self-swallowing.

The medicine flowed down the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't feed it at all.

Zhao Yu's eyes changed, and his expression was inexplicable. I saw Zhao Yu take a big sip with the bowl, and then put it in to Mo Li's lips. In this way, slowly, Zhao Yu fed a large bowl of medicine to Mo Li.

After feeding the medicine, Zhao Yu did not leave Mo Li's room, he knew that he would not be infected, but he wanted to wait here for her to wake up.

Mo Li's physical fitness is still very good, coupled with the continuous practice of martial arts and fitness over the years, and the delicate maintenance of good food and drink, so as long as the medicine takes effect, Mo Li will be able to wake up soon.

"Mother, are you awake?" Zhao Yu looked at Mo Li excitedly, and according to the medical skills taught by Mo Li, she quickly took the pulse of Mo Li.

"Yu'er, congratulations. You did it. Although Mo Li woke up, her body was still a little weak.

"Mother, Yu'er will carry you out." Mo Li's body is no longer suitable to stay here at this time,

Mo Li was not hypocritical at this time, it was obvious that normal people would not come in this place.

After Mo Li and Zhao Yu came out, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally their lives were saved.

"Your medicine has worked, and you are all the heroes of this time." Mo Li said to these people in a somewhat hoarse voice.

These people on the opposite side knelt down for Moli in a hula. "It's all the credit of the Imperial Concubine Niangniang and His Royal Highness Sixteen."

"Well, don't be humble anymore, everybody. Hurry up and follow your recipe for the sick man. The sixteenth prince really couldn't bear to speak in a hoarse voice.

Everyone looked at the back of the sixteenth prince holding the imperial concubine Niangniang, and some strange feelings suddenly surged in their hearts, and then they hurriedly shook their heads, they must have thought too much, it wouldn't be like that.

The plague in Qingcheng was quickly contained, and Mo Li and Zhao Yu, as the biggest heroes this time, had already been sent to the emperor by the secret guards.

The sixteenth prince took the lead, and the reputation of benevolence and love for the people spread, and Mo Li also took off the demon queen who had been worn on her for so many years, and the reputation of the fox spirit was finally taken off.

Moli's estimate is not wrong, high risk, high return.

Mo Li and his party did not return to Beijing immediately after the plague ended, but organized local officials to restore the livelihood of the people.

It's finally time to return to Beijing, and the actions of Mo Li and the Sixteen Princes during this time have completely recovered the hearts of the people of Qingcheng and the neighboring Lincheng.

When leaving, the people silently followed the veterans, or knelt on both sides of the road.

The emperor also gave Mo Li and the sixteen princes enough face, and led hundreds of officials to welcome the meritorious ministers who solved the plague in the capital.

Mo Li knew that the emperor was building momentum for the sixteen princes. If it was placed ten years ago, in the face of the same situation, the emperor would never reward Zhao Yu like this, because which emperor would not mind his son coveting his throne.

It's just that now that the emperor is really old, no matter how much he takes care of it, the emperor knows that he doesn't have a few years to live. Therefore, it is imperative to choose an heir. (To be continued.) )