Feeling the gaze of His Royal Highness the Regent, Imperial Physician Lin was very nervous, and his hand holding the wound medicine was shaking. "Forgive the old minister for being rude, His Royal Highness the regent didn't understand what the old minister said."

As he said this, he felt his heart jump to his throat. The person in front of him is the regent who is in power! If he was lying, would he have slashed him with a knife?

Feng Feiyi pursed his lips and said displeasedly: "This king will give you one last chance, if you don't tell the truth... This king..."

"Your Royal Highness the Regent spares your life!"

Kneeling down with a "bang", Imperial Doctor Lin looked at him tremblingly, probably knowing that His Majesty's identity could not be hidden.

"Oh, spare your life? Doctor Lin will talk about what kind of life he spared. Pinching his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat for the sleeping Su Yitong, he said in a low voice.

"Old minister...... "Imperial Doctor Lin hesitated and lowered his voice." His Majesty has known it since he was very young. ”

"Is it the emperor's will?"

"Yes." Imperial Physician Lin nodded and said hurriedly: "The heir of the first emperor is thin, and he gave birth to His Majesty's heir until he is middle-aged. ”

"So, who else knows about it?" He asked coldly.

"Except for the old minister, only the general Jun Moyan knows." Doctor Lin replied truthfully.

"Jun Moyan also knows?" No wonder every time Su Yitong has an accident, he is always the first to rush to the front, it turns out that he actually knows her identity.

Damn, he was the last to know.

A surging anger swelled between his eyebrows, he pursed his lips and said unhappily: "When did he know." ”

Ha? Imperial Physician Lin was a little confused. Shouldn't His Royal Highness the Regent ask him about his sins? How did this transfer to the general as soon as he opened his mouth?!

"When did he find out?" Feng Feiyi asked again impatiently.

Imperial Physician Lin shrunk his neck, raised his eyes to look at him, and said, "Your Majesty grew up with the general, and he can be regarded as a childhood sweetheart, so he should have known it a long time ago." ”

So to speak, he was the last to know. His eyebrows sank, and he was a little unhappy. "Well, for thy faithfulness's sake, arise first."

Don't you even blame him? Glancing at His Royal Highness the Regent in surprise, he got up from the ground unhurriedly. picked up the wound medicine and went to bandage Su Yitong.

Feng Feiyi glanced at him. said: "You step down first, this king will come to change the medicine for His Majesty." ”

"Oh, good." Imperial Physician Lin gave up his hand and retreated tremblingly.

Feng Feiyi was silent for a moment, and his big knuckled hand paused on the top of Su Yitong's head, and finally sighed helplessly, and started to untie her clothes and bandage her with medicine.

After a stick of incense, he pushed the door out with a calm face.

When Imperial Physician Lin heard the movement, he hurriedly turned around and arched his hand, "His Royal Highness the Regent." ”

Feng Feiyi replied softly and asked, "Is the team outside the city?" ”

"Here we are."

"Well, you go in and check your majesty's pulse, and we'll leave later."

Imperial Physician Lin glanced at him in surprise. Does His Royal Highness the Regent mean that he is ready to let His Majesty go, pretending not to know?

"Don't go yet."

"Yes."

Imperial Doctor Lin shivered and bowed to him, and hurriedly went in to check Su Yitong's pulse.

After a while, he walked out and said, "Your Royal Highness, Your Majesty is okay for the time being, we can go." ”

Long eyelashes trembled, and he replied, "Okay." ”

turned around and entered the house, carefully picked up Su Yitong horizontally, and when he passed by the threshold, he felt that his sleeve robe was gently shaken.

Looking down, I saw Erya's thin little hands tugging at his sleeve robe, looking up at him innocently. "Brother Beauty, can you take me with you."

He pursed his lips and didn't snort.

Erya said again: "I am very obedient, and I can do a lot of things, brother beauty, you can take me away......"

"You ......" Feng Feiyi wanted to refuse, but when he thought of Su Yitong's current appearance and the need for someone to take care of him, he was silent, and finally nodded and said, "Well, let's go." ”

"Thank you, Brother Beauty." As soon as he heard this, Er Ya burst out laughing.

The three of them returned to the outside of the city to join the team, and Feng Feiyi took out the imperial order that Yun Qing gave him when he left, and ordered people to knock on the city gate.

The city gate opened after a while, and someone poked out a head from inside, with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, and said in a very unfriendly tone: "Don't you know that the plague is rampant in Youzhou City?" What else are you doing here? ”

The person who came to light up the imperial order in his hand, and the person who opened the door was frightened, and fell to the ground softly, with more surprise than joy on his face, and turned back to the city and said: "It's Your Majesty who is coming, Your Majesty is coming...... Fast...... Open the gates of the city ......"

With a "squeak", the city gate slowly opened.

Feng Feiyi raised his eyebrows and shouted in a deep voice: "Enter the city." ”

The people outside the city watched this huge procession enter the city, and they all gathered outside the city gate, wanting to approach but not daring.

When everyone was gone, the city gate was closed again, and the onlookers dispersed unwillingly.

Youzhou City.

The empty streets are empty as far as the eye can see. The carriage drove slowly through the streets, and the hooves of the horses clattered against the ground, kicking up clouds of dust, and the whole city shook uneasily at the sound of the horses' hooves.

Feng Feiyi picked up the corner of the curtain and looked out.

What catches your eye is the bleakness and desolation of the street corners.

Erya also leaned over along the gap and whispered, "It's all gone." ”

"What do you mean?" Feng Feiyi looked back at her.

She half-hung her head and said, "Not long ago, there were many people here. ”

A lot of people? Feng Feiyi snorted softly and lowered the curtain. Youzhou had already issued a lockdown order before they arrived here, and where did the people come from, even if there were people, they should go home and hide.

The owl's eyes sank, and he didn't speak again.

Fan Ling, the prefect of Youzhou, learned that the Son of Heaven had arrived in Youzhou City, and immediately came to greet him with a large number of government guards.

The streets were silent, and the needles could be heard, and the long queue knelt down in a swarm and said loudly: "Greetings to the Holy Driver, long live Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live." ”

The wind flying wings lifted the curtain and got out of the car.

Fan Ling was slightly stunned. "His Royal Highness the Regent...... Why are you here too? ”

The plague has been rampant again and again, Youzhou has been locked down for many days, and he knows nothing about the outside world, and he does not know that the Son of Heaven will come here in person.

Wind Flying Wing waved his hand. "Your Majesty was assassinated outside the city and was seriously injured, so there is no need for these unwarranted courtesies!"

"What, Your Majesty is assassinated." Fan Ling couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He asked, "Then Your Majesty, is she in serious trouble now?" ”

"It's all right, you just need to lead us to our accommodation."

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Regent, please come with Wechen."

Feng Feiyi took off his clothes and got on the horse, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Fan Ling Mansion.

Feng Feiyi arranged Su Yitong properly, and instructed Imperial Doctor Lin and Erya to take care of him, and then he went to his study with Fan Ling with confidence.

"Your Royal Highness the Regent, how should these people settle down?" There are a total of 5,000 people in his entourage, plus the imperial doctor, and his small Fan Mansion will definitely not be able to entertain him. But the plague is rampant outside the city, and it is not a place to live for a long time, so it is difficult for him to be the prefect.

Feng Feiyi pursed his lips and did not answer his words. Instead, he changed the subject and asked, "What happened to the plague in the city?" ”

Hearing his words, Fan Ling, the prefect of Youzhou, couldn't help but sigh and replied: "The plague is still spreading, and most of the people in the city have been infected with the plague, and their lives are on the verge of death. ”

"Have you found the source?"

"Nope." Fan Ling shook his head and said with a depressed expression: "The minister will take the government office out to inspect every day, trying to find the source of the plague, but ...... In the end, it was all in vain. ”

"That'...... Is there a way to suppress it? Feng Feiyi continued to ask.

Fan Ling continued to shake his head. "The doctors in the city have tried everything, but they can't find a solution, and they ...... Most of the doctors in Youzhou City today have died of plague. ”

"Then why don't you send someone to play." Feng Feiyi stopped, suddenly raised his voice, squinted at him, and said in a deep voice: "The plague can be big or small, but if you might as well, do you want the people of Youzhou City to die in your ignorance?" ”

"His Royal Highness the Regent is angry." Fan Ling arched his hand, fell to his knees in fright, and said tremblingly.

"Calm your anger, how do you let this king calm his anger?" Feng Feiyi said angrily: "The people are the foundation of the country, Your Majesty personally rushed to Youzhou for the people, but was intercepted and killed by gangsters many times on the way, doesn't the prefect want to explain something?" ”

Fan Ling was so frightened that his head was buried even lower.

Feng Feiyi continued: "The prefect's courage is really big enough, once the city gate is opened, he doesn't care about anything?" Could it be that if you really be the king, when your majesty is dead? ”

"Your Royal Highness the Regent, it's not like this, you listen to Weichen's explanation." Fan Ling's voice was already frightened into crying. God knows how afraid he is of the regent who intimidates the government and the opposition. But isn't it rumored that His Royal Highness the Prince Regent and His Majesty are at odds? But at the moment, it seems that the rumors are wrong.

"Explain?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was full of anger.

Fan Ling kowtowed and said: "His Royal Highness the Prince Regent doesn't know, since the spread of the plague in Youzhou, the people of Youzhou have died and fled, and Weichen is not not reporting to the court, but there is no one available, it is really helpless." ”

"Helpless!" Feng Feiyi snorted coldly and said, "This king doesn't see any helplessness about you. ”

As soon as he walked, Fan Ling hurriedly got up and followed.

The wind flew and the wings did not look back. "Command to go down, open the city gate tomorrow, and let the imperial doctor who came with this king go out of the city to treat the people."

"What about the herbs!" Fan Ling asked stiffly.

"Could it be that the little prefect of the medicinal herb doesn't have the ability to solve it?" Feng Feiyi said coldly: "Or does the prefect think that this king and His Majesty cannot be punished for not being punished before the source of the plague has been found?" ”

"Wechen is terrified." Fan Ling bowed his head.

"Panic," he said with a threat in his eyes, "This king doesn't know what the prefect is afraid at all, and your lord had better pray that nothing will happen to your majesty, otherwise, you don't have the title of prefect." ”

"Minister......

"Your Majesty is unconscious, this king still has important things to do, and the prefect should do it himself." Walked away from his sleeves, and his ink-colored robe fluttered in the wind.

Fan Ling shouted behind him: "Your Royal Highness the Regent, the ...... of the five thousand escorts of grain and grass"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a sharp eye knife thrown at him. He craned his neck, took a step back, and bowed his hands, eager to bury his head in his chest.

The sound of the wind flying wings without temperature came coldly. "As the prefect of Youzhou, does Lord Fan even have to consult this king for this little thing?"