On the first day, the rain did not stop, except for Mu Qingge, everyone was happy, and the hot and humid day for a long time finally faded.

The next day, the rain didn't stop. Mrs. Xia said with a smile, it is rare for Wucheng to have two days of heavy rain in a row, but it is fresh.

On the third day, news came that on Lingyun Street in Dongcheng, many houses were leaking rain, and it was almost impossible to live in.

On the fourth day, Mrs. Xia frowned and muttered, when will this rain stop?

On the fifth day, the subordinate reported that there were many landslides in the mountain behind Wucheng, which injured many people.

On the sixth day, Mu Qingge stopped Xia Yi, who wanted to sneak out of the house.

"Where is my cousin?"

"I, I am, just take a look." Xia Yi didn't dare to look at Mu Qingge's eyes.

"What the hell is going on out there?"

Seeing that Xia Yi didn't plan to tell the truth, Mu Qingge added, "If my cousin doesn't want to say it, I'll go out and see it myself." ”

"Don't, cousin, you're not well, don't go out." Seeing that Mu Qingge was still staring at him, Xia Yi had no choice but to say, "I heard that the houses on Lingyun Street have collapsed in many places, I'll go see if I can help." ”

"You can rest assured, the third prince has set up a temporary residence on Lingyun Street for those poor people to take shelter from the wind and rain temporarily. I'm just going to take a look, and I'm probably fine, and I'll definitely come back and tell you if there's anything. Xia Yi was afraid that Mu Qingge would not be at ease, so he continued to explain.

"Okay, cousin, go ahead, stay safe." Mu Qingge said with a smile.

It's strange that Mu Qingge is so good at talking today, Xia Yi hesitated and left.

"Miss." Su Mu and Poria waited until Xia Yi left before coming out of the shadows.

"Miss, you are not allowed to leave us alone and go out alone." Poria pouted.

Mu Qingge raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Su Mu sighed and said, "Miss's current body is really not suitable for going out, but the slave knows that Miss ...... You must go and see for yourself, right? The slave doesn't stop Miss, but Miss, you must take me and Poria there. ”

"Su Mu, you are so smart, does your family know?" Mu Qingge frowned helplessly.

"Miss, the slave has no family, only you." Su Mu bowed his head aggrievedly.

He is really not suitable for being funny, Mu Qingge shook his head helplessly: "I'll take you with me." ”

Most of the houses on Lingyun Street are already crumbling, and with this heavy rain, it is normal for a few to collapse. Shang Qirui was there to save people at this time, and if he accidentally touched the collapse of the house, it was normal to be stoned to death. The imperial court will only treat Shang Qirui as a big hero, who will find out what is behind it?

Mu Qingge believed that what she could think of, and those who wanted Shang Qirui's death could think of it even more, so she was not at ease.

Lingyun Street was bustling with activity, and almost all the doctors in Wucheng were summoned, and all the people injured by landslides or house collapses were sent here. Although the government sent many people to maintain order, the scene was still chaotic.

Mu Qingge saw the banker's logo on the outside of a room, so he took Su Mu and Poria inside.

"Qingge, why are you here?" Mrs. Zhuang, who was helping, was the first to see Mu Qingge, and was immediately frightened, "You are not in good health, why did you come out again." ”

"Qingge, ...... you" Doctor Ji, who was treating the wounded, hurriedly ran to Mu Qingge's side, and was a little relieved to take her pulse, but couldn't help but blame, "The doctors in the whole city are here, what are you worried about?" ”

"Master, the patient is still waiting for you." Mu Qingge finally had a chance to speak, and he was busy pushing Doctor Ji to bandage the wounds of the wounded.

The injured kept coming in, and Doctor Ji and the others couldn't take care of Mu Qingge, so they got busy. Mu Qingge also followed to treat people's wounds, these were mostly external injuries, and Mu Qingge seemed to have returned to the battlefield outside Jincheng in a trance.

"Doctor Ji, come on, there are two people here who are seriously injured." It was Ding Mo's voice.

Ding Mo walked into the room and saw that Mu Qingge was also there, and he was also surprised: "Why is Miss Mu here too?" Your injuries aren't healed yet. ”

Mu Qingge saw that Ding Mo was followed by a Zhimo, and his face suddenly changed: "You two are here, isn't there no one around Your Highness?" ”

Ding Mo's face also changed: "There is a room that collapsed, these two people are seriously injured, and there is no one else around, Your Highness will let us ......"

Before Ding Mo finished speaking, Mu Qingge shouted, "Oh no", and rushed into the rain curtain with an arrow.

Ding Mo and Zhimo put down the injured and rushed out as well.

"Miss!" Su Mu and Poria grabbed an oil-paper umbrella and hurriedly chased Mu Qingge.

"Madam, please find two doctors to come and have a look." Doctor Ji stopped Mrs. Zhuang, who wanted to follow, and followed herself.

Lingyun Street is a narrow and long street, Mu Qingge didn't need to look at it, and ran directly towards the end.

The house on a street is almost half collapsed, and something is going on here, which can really be explained by an accident.

Ding Mo and Zhimo were fast, and they quickly caught up with Mu Qingge.

"This was here just now...... Zhimo's words were only half of what he said, because Shang Qirui was no longer in place.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! ”

Mu Qingge looked at the surrounding environment, this area is relatively open, and there are more houses than other places, some of them have collapsed and some are intact.

"Send someone to see if His Highness has returned, and by the way, bring some more people to search, and the others will look around here. Remember...... Look for ...... under the ruins."

Mu Qingge saw that Ding Mo and Zhimo were already six gods and no masters, so they directly made arrangements.

"Okay." Knowing that Mo was doing a good job, he went back, and Ding Mo went to find someone.

Mu Qingge was about to walk away, when an oil-paper umbrella suddenly appeared above his head.

"Miss, give." It's suma.

"Okay." Mu Qingge took the umbrella, "You guys should also look for it." ”

Seeing that everyone was scattered, Mu Qingge thought for a while and walked towards a house with high walls next to him.

The house, which looked a little out of the crowd in this large pile of thatched houses, now looks intact and may even be inhabited by people.

But there is such a big movement outside, but there is no movement in the house at all, which is not normal.

The door opened as soon as it was pushed.

"Your Highness?" Mu Qingge screamed, but there was no response.

"Anyone?" I asked again, but there was still no response.

Mu Qingge walked through the hall and couldn't help frowning, there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

There was a small courtyard at the back of the hall, and on the side of the small courtyard was a room like a kitchen. Now, the house is collapsing.

The hand holding the oil-paper umbrella clenched unconsciously, and Mu Qingge walked towards the collapsed house step by step, and there were several huge back baskets next to the house.

This position was too deliberate, Mu Qingge's heart jumped, and he kicked a few back baskets away.

"Your Highness!" The oil-paper umbrella in the Muqing singer could no longer be held, and fell in the wind and rain.