In the dead of night, the heavy rain gradually turned light.

The sound of the rain is like the fine willows flying in the spring of March, swaying with the wind.

The sound of slight drowsiness came from the direction of the bed, and Feng Feiyi stood at the door of the room, his long figure like jade, and his face like a sculpture was hidden in the night, looming.

He walked to the screen in the dark, his steps were gentle, he landed silently, and his eyes as bright as obsidian shone in the darkness.

He leaned over and reached out to check the body temperature of someone who was asleep, and when he saw that there was no serious problem, he withdrew his hand and stood in front of the bed, silent for a long time.

"His Royal Highness the Regent......" Feng Yue heard the movement and walked in with an oil lamp.

Feng Feiyi bowed his head, "Hmm." Why haven't you rested yet? ”

"Oh, the slave doesn't worry about Your Majesty, so ......" glanced at the person in front of her in the dim light, and the little girl quickly lowered her head.

"yes, got it." Nodding, he walked out over the screen and whispered, "Don't tell her about this king's coming." ”

"Yes."

Fengyue bowed, watched his tall and straight back disappear at the door, and then closed the door and walked out.

Next.

The rain was still falling, and the thunder and lightning were bursting in the sky, as if to indicate that this was destined to be a day that was not peaceful.

Outside the city, the rain was pouring down, and the official road was muddy.

Several tents were erected at the gates of the city, and the imperial physicians stood in place on time and on time, waiting for those who were about to enter the city.

Fan Ling, the prefect of Youzhou, who had not shown his face for a few days, led a group of soldiers into the city in the rain, and the sound of horses' hooves ran on the empty streets, so that many people who were isolated at home were curious to open a crack in their windows and watch secretly.

The rain poured down the eaves, and the noisy rain seemed to bring a little urgency, and the soldiers defending the city were even more inexplicably uneasy when they heard it.

Lord Fan, the prefect of Youzhou, went out of the city to explore the source of the plague, and it took three days to leave, which was what the soldiers left behind in Youzhou City knew best. But right now, the dignified prefect entered the city in the rain regardless of his appearance, thinking that something terrible had happened.

Fan Ling rode all the way to Fan's mansion.

When he arrived at the gate of Defan's Mansion, he jumped off the horse eagerly without waiting for the horse to stop.

"Smack".

The foot did not touch the ground, but it was a stumbling from jumping to falling.

"Adult ......"

Seeing this, the soldiers who followed him also hurriedly jumped off their horses and surrounded them.

The road was slippery on a rainy day, and Fan Ling's fall was really not a coincidence, but he didn't even have the strength to get up. He stretched out his hand with difficulty, stood up with the support of the soldiers, and said urgently, "Quick...... Take this official to His Royal Highness the Regent. ”

"Yes......"

The soldiers hurriedly helped him into Fan's mansion, and only after some questioning did they follow the direction that the next person said.

Su Yitong has been lying on the couch for three days, and Rao is body has always been very tight, but in the past few days, under Fengyue's careful care, her pale little face has a rare blush of a normal person.

Because it was a rainy day, it was not appropriate to do anything.

After Feng Feiyi settled down, she simply stayed in her room and read the medical books, and didn't go anywhere.

The light and good-smelling sandalwood fragrance filled every corner of the room, and Feng Feiyi wore an ink-colored robe, and his face was like jade. Sitting calmly in front of the window, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, he carefully flipped through the scrolls, and had no intention of leaving.

At this time, a sound of eager footsteps accompanied by the sound of rain hitting the eaves came, and Su Yitong, who was about to take two steps to stay, stopped his movements when he heard the sound and sat back on the bed.

Feng Feiyi put down the scroll and looked up at the door.

"Bang"

After a while, the door was kicked open, and several soldiers who were wet with rain walked in with Fan Ling in their arms.

The cold wind swept away the warm air in the room.

Feng Feiyi frowned in displeasure, and before he could speak, he saw the soldiers retreat to the sides, revealing the person they were supporting.

"The minister has seen His Royal Highness the Regent......"

Obviously, Fan Ling's fall was really not light, and he could still hear him gasping for air during his gestures.

Feng Feiyi didn't snort, but Su Yitong behind the screen couldn't sit still, and opened his mouth to ask. "Who are you?"

"Minister......" Fan Ling glanced at the direction of the screen unexpectedly, and then turned his eyes to look at the person sitting in front of the window, his brown eyes wet by the rain did not argue.

The thin lips pursed lightly, and the cold and mellow voice was loud, "I haven't seen Your Majesty yet." ”

A few simple words made the hearts of those present chill for no reason.

Fan Ling had met His Majesty the legendary Emperor, to be exact, twice.

One was at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet three years ago, when Su Yitong, who was just the crown prince, sat beside the emperor, and his amorous peach blossom eyes contained resistance and timidity to strangers. Another time was the day she had entered the city a few days earlier with a serious injury.

But none of this is as good as him standing in front of her at this time.

"Your Majesty......" He trembled and bowed his hands, and knelt down little by little with the support of the soldiers.

"Subordinates, etc., see Your Majesty's ......"

The soldiers knelt down in unison, their voices as loud as bells, muffling the sound of rain outside the house.

"Get up." Su Yitong cleared his throat and asked with a straight face: "Why is the prefect so anxious, do you have something important?" ”

"......" got up with difficulty, he waved his hand and motioned for a few soldiers who were supporting him to step back, and raised his eyes to look at His Royal Highness the regent with an expressionless face, a little embarrassed.

It is no longer an overnight matter for most of the courtiers to obey the regent, so in the past, all the big and small affairs in Youzhou City would be divided into two parts, one directly sent to the regent's mansion and the other to the palace.

But now that the two of them are here, he really doesn't know whether to tell His Majesty the Emperor, who has no real power, or His Royal Highness the Regent, who has real power, before he knows what the relationship between them is.

After all, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, even if His Majesty the Emperor in front of him is in name only, but if he really provokes her, it will be much easier to pinch him to death than to pinch an ant to death.

Obviously, the expression on his face did not escape Feng Feiyi's sudden gaze. He glanced at him lightly, and said unhurriedly: "Your Majesty asks you, you just say it, see what this king does." ”

Hearing this, Su Yitong also looked at him.

Fan Ling secretly wiped a cold sweat, and couldn't help but shiver all over his body: "Back to Your Majesty, Wei Chen has taken his soldiers along the road to find the villages and towns where the plague first occurred in the past few days, and the result is ......."

Speaking of this, he subconsciously paused for a moment.

"The result?" Su Yitong was anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly asked.

She had long wanted to go to the place where the plague had occurred, but because of her serious injuries, she was not suitable to stay and move around, so she put it off again and again.

"The result is ......," Fan Ling said word by word: "The people in that village and town are actually dead, and according to the calculation of the hour, it should be more than a month." ”

"What." Su Yitong was stunned. "You mean the plague occurred much earlier than you reported?"

If that's what he said, the result is really not optimistic.

"Yes." Although Fan Ling was scared in his heart, his old face, which was frozen white, still had a calm and calm expression. The piercing pain in the bare part of his foot hit, he endured it without exhaling in pain, and replied truthfully: "I brought more than 100 people with Weichen here, but when I came back, there were only more than 20 people left. ”

To this day, he could never forget the scene when the soldiers who went with him died of the plague on the day he found the village.

The skin of the whole body is ulcerated, and the seven orifices are bleeding.

Piles of corpses were poured at the entrance of the village.

The tragic scene was far more terrifying than the corpses with broken arms and legs on the battlefield, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he probably wouldn't have imagined that there would be a more terrifying thing to be than war.

"What ......" Peach Blossom's eyes narrowed, and she sat up excitedly.

The wound was not healed, and she was so painful that her silver teeth were biting, but she still endured it and did not exhale in pain.

Right now, it's not the time for her to be hypocritical.

"Your Majesty......" Fan Ling didn't care about the pain, knelt on the ground again, kowtowed, and said: "Youzhou City has suffered this catastrophe, I'm afraid it will die in the city......"

What he was most afraid of was not that Youzhou would be implicated by this natural disaster, but that the plague would spread everywhere and spread more and more.

On the way back to the city, the mountain of corpses was thrilling and indescribable.

"It's okay." Feng Feiyi's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and he got up and walked over.

Su Yitong glanced at him, and replied with a pale face: "I'm fine." ”

Having said that, Feng Feiyi was still not at ease, so he simply sat in front of the bed and did not leave, and did not have any intention of interfering, but only listened attentively, and his cold face was as cold as ever.

The trip to Youzhou was a problem that Su Yitong gave himself, and his success will go down in history, and his failure will be stinking for thousands of years.

Such a simple matter, when she came to Youzhou, she had already made up her mind in her heart, so he was unwilling to stop her.

Peach Blossom's eyes condensed, and her face that had just improved became two points of anger again, she looked at the man who was drenched and knelt on the ground, and said angrily: "You are the parent official of Youzhou City, how can you say such things that disturb the hearts of the people." ”

Since he is an official, he should do his part well, instead of spreading falsehoods.

"Your Majesty......" Fan Ling's heart went up and down, although he already knew that his words would provoke the wrath of the heavens, but the matter had come to this point, and he couldn't help but take half a step back.

With the determination to die, he gave his hand again, and his tone was aggressive: "With all due respect, the current Youzhou City, whether inside or outside the city, has long been plagued, and if Your Majesty does not make a decision early, you can only leave the country......

Words and sentences, heartache and blood.

Su Yitong's face turned cold and shouted, "Nonsense, don't I know that the plague will spread?" ”

It's just that......

She couldn't bear to watch the innocent people pay for the ambitions of the people behind her.

Since ancient times, there has never been a shortage of protagonists in the drama of snatching the throne, but no matter who is in power, for her who has traveled from the 21st century, she does not want so many ordinary people to lose their lives for those so-called conspiracies.

As long as there is a glimmer of life, she will not give up.

Her throat rolled, and her voice grew hoarse. "But the people of the world are innocent. It is impossible for me to put all the people in the fire and water because of this little plague, so that they can only wait for death......"