The news of the sinking of Nangong Cheng soon shocked Beijing, and Emperor Wen of Jin sent fifty imperial guards to the south of the Yangtze River to find Nangong Cheng.

The imperial horse guard is directly under the jurisdiction of Emperor Wen of Jin, except for Emperor Wen of Jin, he does not obey anyone's orders, and has been hidden beside the royal car, this time he was sent out to find Nangong Cheng, which couldn't help but cause panic, everyone didn't say it, but they all understood in their hearts that King Huai was more than lucky.

Baihou Mansion.

Pei Yu packed a small package and asked Bai Qincang for three good horses, and he was about to set off immediately, he didn't worry about anyone, even if it was a horseman.

Before leaving, Bai Wanzhou came to see him off.

Her beautiful little face was a little haggard, as if she had a thousand words, but in the end she didn't say a word.

Pei Yu hesitated for a moment, but still walked to her side and whispered in her ear, "Those three shops were bought for you by Ah Cheng before leaving." ”

With that, he turned over and rode away.

There was a pouring rain in the air, and Bai Wanzhou was stunned in the rain, looking at the rain curtain and turning his bowels infatuatedly.

The rain poured down her body and poured into her heart.

She never thought that she would be so sad for Nangong Cheng, obviously she kept telling herself that he was just a hurried passerby in the long river of life, and when she left Huai Wangfu, she immediately forgot about him to start a new life.

She thought she had done it, and these days, she had let the busyness take over her, and it was only at this moment that she realized how fragile the fake peace of peace was.

The rain stopped suddenly, and an oil umbrella was placed over her head.

It was Bai Qincang, "Xiaozhou, go back, this will drench your body." ”

Bai Wanzhou couldn't control it anymore, leaned into his arms, and cried whining.

Bai Qincang didn't say anything, just hugged her gently, like when he was a child, and let her cry until his shoulders were covered with snot and tears.

At last she was tired of crying, sleepy from crying, and lay motionless on his shoulder, so he picked her up and sent her back to the room.

Hong Yi didn't leave, Bai Qin Cang said, "You accompany her." ”

Hongyi nodded, "Leave it to me, I'll take care of her." ”

I don't know if it was the rain or the typhoid patient who was infected during the day, but at night, she began to have a fever, and in the early morning, she was so hot that she was confused.

Hongyi was frightened when he drank Nan'er, and hurriedly asked Bai Qincang to ask for a doctor, Bai Qincang found Dr. Ding, and Dr. Ding diagnosed malignant typhoid fever.

"This disease is very dangerous, and it has recently become epidemic in Beijing, and the old man has seen several patients incurable. If Miss Bai was sober, she might have a way to save herself, but the old man only had some ordinary heat-clearing and detoxification decoctions, and it was up to her to get through it. ”

Bai Qincang didn't expect Bai Wanzhou to be so sick, "Doctor, you must save her back!" ”

Dr. Ding sighed and let the cloves start decoction.

Bai Wanzhou burned for three days and three nights in a daze, half asleep, and the water and rice did not enter, Nan'er and Hongyi could only use wet towels to touch her lips every day.

On the fourth day, she finally regained consciousness, and Dr. Ding ordered Nan'er to give her some millet porridge.

After drinking the porridge, Bai Wanzhou felt a little more energetic, "How many days have I slept?" ”

"Three days."

Bai Wanzhou didn't ask anything more, and no one told her the news of Nangong Cheng, indicating that he was still missing.

"I have a headache, you all go out, let me sleep again."

Nan'er coaxed her to drink the medicine before withdrawing.

Bai Wanzhou turned her back to the wall, and inadvertently, the corners of her dry eyes became sour.

She knew she had a very bad flu and had medicine in her medicine box, but she didn't want to take it.

It's much easier to be sick and groggy and fall asleep like this than to face reality awakely.

Xiao Caiwei searched along the Huai River for half a month, but found nothing.

Pei Yu returned to the capital twenty days later, dusty, emaciated and decadent, and with him came back a carriage.

In the car, there was a coffin.

The corpse in the coffin, his facial features and skin were rotted by blisters, and he couldn't distinguish his appearance at all, but he was wearing the clothes that Nangong Cheng wore before leaving, and his body was about the same as Nangong Cheng, and most importantly, he had a symbol of Nangong Cheng's identity - a black jade waist pendant, carved into the shape of Pu Lao.

The ten princes of the Nangong clan, when each of them was born, Emperor Wen of Jin made a waist pendant for them, and Pu Lao was the seventh son of the dragon, which should be the ranking of Nangong Cheng.

When the queen heard the news, she fell ill directly.

Although Emperor Wen of Jin was also in a heavy mood, there was still a country to deal with, and after thinking about it, he decided to hand over the funeral to King Wen to handle, but King Qing said, "The fifth brother and sister are pregnant, and the fifth brother wants to take care of the younger siblings, so it is better to hand it over to the son." ”

Emperor Wen of Jin knew that the boss and the seventh had always been a little discordant, but seeing that King Qing was depressed at the moment, he was very sad, thinking that blood was thicker than water, and the love between brothers could only be shown at a critical time, so he said, "It's okay, you don't have to save money, what do you need to let the Ministry of Rites support." ”

"The retainers obeyed." After King Qing received the decree, he said to his relatives, "The sons know that their father has lost their beloved son, and the heartache is unbearable, but the people need their father, and the ministers in the court also need their father's leadership, and their father must take care of his health!" ”

Emperor Wen of Jin didn't expect King Qing to suddenly be sensible, and his words warmed his heart like a bowl of hot soup, "If you brothers fight more, I will be able to get rid of it as soon as possible." ”

King Qing hurriedly said, "Erchen knows that he is not talented, he is not as good as the fourth brother and fifth brother Wencheng, and he is not as good as the third brother and seventh brother Yingwu, but Erchen is like all sons in the world, and he has a sincere heart for his father!" If the father is tired and tired, the son is willing to do his best to carry some heavy burdens for the father! ”

Emperor Wen of Jin bowed slightly, "I know, you go to the Ministry of Rites to discuss with them what to do." Lao Qi sacrificed his life for the country, and he couldn't be saved. ”

Out of the palace, King Qing did not go to the Ministry of Rites, but went to the southern suburb of Horyu Temple, where Nangong's body was parked.

Emperor Wen of Jin wanted to make a thick coffin for him with golden silk nanmu, which was still being processed and added, so his body was still lying alone in the thin coffin that Pei Yu brought back.

King Qing dismissed the monk and stood alone in front of the coffin, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a sinister and smug smile.

"Seventh, seventh, is it good to fight with the eldest brother?"