The cell was dark and damp, as if wrapped in a yin wind, and the gloomy atmosphere was particularly terrifying.

There were soldiers in front of him to open the way, and Su Yitong followed behind, only to feel that his stomach was overturning, and he couldn't stop wanting to vomit.

The foul smell permeated the cell, and she stopped in front of one of them, and as far as she could see, there was a staggered corpse, as if it had been dead for many days.

She was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why don't you carry these people out and bury them?" ”

The soldier who led the way turned to look at her, and after a slight hesitation, he replied truthfully: "Your Majesty does not know, these dead people have plague residues on their bodies, and before finding a cure, the prefect has issued an injunction that no one is allowed to touch a single grass or tree here." ”

"Really?"

It is no wonder that the plague has not been suppressed.

Although she has issued a lockdown order, the methods of the ancients are generally simple, and they all adopt the method of self-destruction, and it is no wonder that this plague has not improved for a long time.

Speaking of which, she was also at fault in this matter. If it weren't for the heavy blows she suffered one after another, this matter would not have dragged on until now.

Peach blossom eyes trembled slightly, and she walked inside.

But the farther she went, the more frightened she became.

In the dim, damp, cramped cells, the dead and the living coexisted, corpses piled up, still panting, dragging their dying bodies, waiting for death to come. And the corpses of those who are already dead constantly emit the stench of decay.

This is a place where people stay, and it is clearly purgatory on earth.

A gust of wind whistled with a stench, and the soldier continued: "Your Majesty, you also know that the plague is getting worse and worse, and who dares to touch these corpses, unless they are dying, they will take over this errand. ”

On weekdays, even a person who delivers food does not dare to come, let alone them.

"Then let them die?" Su Yitong choked with a slight choked throat and asked in a dumb voice.

"This ......" the soldier lowered his head, not knowing what to answer.

After all, there are old and young of them, and none of them want to risk their lives into it.

"That's it." Waving her hand, she said in a hoarse voice, "It's not your fault. ”

After a rough calculation of the people still alive in the cell, she commanded, "Later, you will go and find some people infected with the plague, and clean up the corpses here." ”

The most taboo of the plague is the tightly connected cells and unventilated dark rooms.

If these corpses are not disposed of, even if a cure is found in the later stage, this will only become the next place where the plague spreads.

Turning to leave, when passing by one of the cells, a small hand stretched out through the iron bar, and the weak voice came out, "Please, save me......"

The sound was so small that everyone around thought it was hallucinating.

But Su Yitong listened to it really.

Looking back, I saw a small face full of abscesses poking its head out of the pile of dead bodies, her pale mouth was chapped and bloody, her skin was dark, and her eyebrows and eyes were blurred by abscesses, so that she could not see her original appearance.

Su Yitong took a deep breath of cold air, and suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart.

The person in front of her is only a five or six-year-old girl, who is as old as Fengyue, but compared with the two, it is simply one in the sky and one in the ground.

As if stunned, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to the little girl.

"Su Yitong, you don't want to die."

Seeing that her slender and white hand was about to reach the thin little hand, the two rows of soldiers standing behind her were in a hurry, and just when they didn't know what to do, they suddenly heard a loud shout from far and near.

A black shadow flickered.

There was a crisp "pop" sound.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, they saw that their Emperor Majesty, who was high above, was embraced by a sudden black shadow.

The wind was blowing, and the long hem of the clothes was fluttering in the wind.

"Feng Feiyi, what are you doing?"

There was a sharp pain on the back of his hand, and Su Yitong came back to his senses, but found that he had fallen into a generous and warm embrace.

It was as if the heart had suddenly found a place to rest, and the wound with an eerie cold aura didn't seem to hurt so much.

She blinked, looked up at the person in front of her, and suddenly felt that he didn't seem to be as annoying as she thought.

However, the favor does not last more than three seconds. Then she heard a scolding sound in her ears.

"Do you know what you've just been doing?" Feng Feiyi's brows furrowed, and his heart palpitated.

"Do what?" Affection and disgust were intertwined in her heart, and she reacted in hindsight, stunned on the spot, let him hold it, and did not resist.

Seeing that she was rarely so well-behaved and obedient, Feng Feiyi's face improved slightly. Some helplessly said: "You ......"

He didn't know if the air would spread, but from his recent observations, the chance of contracting the plague was almost 100 percent for anyone who had physical contact.

If he hadn't come just in time, she would have almost reached that hand.

After the fear spread in his heart, without waiting for him to make a move, Su Yitong suddenly reached out to cover his mouth and nose, and said in a panic: "Feng Feiyi, are you here to die?" Didn't know that the plague could spread through the air? ”

Listening to her panicked abuse and blame, somehow, he couldn't get angry.

She's ...... Concerned about him?

His eyebrows softened slightly, and he softened his voice. "It's not because of you."

As soon as he heard that she was coming to the prison, his heart was so frightened that his heart almost jumped to his throat, if he hadn't done it, he was really afraid that she would have an accident because of his own negligence.

"Because of me?" Su Yitong was stunned.

No, this person can't be a psychopath?

She glanced at him suspiciously, and she noticed that the posture of the two was too ambiguous.

"Ahem......"

There are so many people in the cell! In broad daylight, men and men hug each other, what kind of system.

Quietly pushing away the big hands holding her waist, she cleared her throat, glanced at the group of people behind her who were about to drop their jaws, and raised her voice and said, "Did you hear what I just said?" ”

The soldiers were stunned! Did Your Majesty just say anything to them?

No response? Su Yitong raised his eyebrows and silently supported his forehead.

These people really think she's dead.

"Among the people who went to quarantine, some people infected with the plague were selected to dispose of the corpses in the prison and disinfect them by the way." Her voice was not loud, but it echoed in the dim and damp cell.

The soldiers gave up their orders and left, Feng Feiyi put his hands in his sleeves, squinted at her, and asked as if he was an understatement, "Can I go now?" ”

"Hmm." Su Yitong nodded, and was about to leave, when out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the little face full of abscesses swaying under the flickering candlelight.

She froze slightly, turned around slowly, looked at her through the cell door, and couldn't bear to say, "You...... Want to go out? ”

As soon as she said this, people rushed up from the dark corners, lying on the iron railing, beckoning to her with hideous faces, and shouted:

"Let us out, let us out......"

That voice seems to be the last bit of nostalgia for this world for people who are in the realm of life and death, and the only hope born under the disillusionment of all thoughts.

"I ......" choked in his throat, Su Yitong lowered his eyelids, and didn't know what to do.

The current situation does not allow her to make a choice.

If she lets them out, it will affect all the people of the world.

She understands the truth that a mouse spoils a pot of soup, and it is precisely because of this awareness that she can stand here with righteousness and awe-inspiring to this day.

"Your Majesty is in poor health, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, it is better to go out of the prison with this king before making plans." Feng Feiyi swept lightly over the group of people, and his body was full of anger.

"But ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Feng Feiyi stretched out his long arms, took her into his arms, picked her up, and walked towards the place where the light was faint.

His hands subconsciously hooked his neck, and Su Yitong asked uncomfortably: "Feng Feiyi, do you know something?" ”

Her words are ambiguous, and they mean a lot. But how could he not be as shrewd as His Royal Highness the Regent. Secretly scolding the fool in his heart, he hooked his lips slightly, and said casually: "Your Majesty, what do you think this king should know?!" ”

The charming voice was low and pleasant, Su Yitong made a big red face, and buried his head in his arms by taking advantage of the dim light, "No...... No. ”

The rain is still falling, and the rain is dripping down the eaves, like a rushing river, which makes people feel troubled for no reason.

Fengyue waited outside, and was so anxious that she wanted to sneak in several times. But I was afraid that my clumsiness would only add to the chaos, so I had to suppress the anxiety in my heart, and frequently looked at the dark entrance.

"Your Majesty......"

In the distance, I saw a black and white figure walking towards her, and she was overjoyed and hurriedly greeted her.

Feng Feiyi gave her a cold look. "Go back."

The small body shook, and Feng Yue lowered her head in a mistake, "Yes." ”

Looking up at the sky, the bean-sized rain crackled on the bluestone floor, and he said coldly: "Where's the umbrella?" ”

Someone handed an umbrella over, he took it, stretched it out, and walked into the rain with Su Yitong in his arms.

The lengthy hem of his clothes dragged ripples in the turbulent water, and Feng Feiyi protected the person in his arms as if unconsciously, letting the rain wet his robe, and he didn't even frown.

On the way back, Su Yitong kindly discussed with him. "Feng Feiyi, it's out, can we go outside the city and have a look?"

Wind Wings don't hum.

She added, "I promise, just take a look." ”

Feng Feiyi still didn't hum.

She hurriedly coquettishly said: "It's okay, Feng Feiyi." ”

Feng Feiyi lowered his eyes to look at her, "Okay." ”

Su Yitong was overjoyed, and her eyes lit up. "That's what you said, don't go back."

It is said that coquettish women are the best. It turns out that in ancient times, coquettish men were also the best.

Covering his lips and snickering, Su Yitong silently made a note in his heart. It turns out that the dignified regent is so good, next time you must remember to be more coquettish in front of him.

When he arrived outside the city, Feng Feiyi's whole body was soaked with rain, but the part on his chest was always as warm as ever.

Su Yitong saw Imperial Doctor Lin busy under the makeshift tent from a distance, and he was in a hurry to jump off Feng Feiyi's body.

However, the strength of Feng Feiyi was too great, and she tried to struggle a few times but could not break free from his confinement. Looking up at him with a sad face, she pursed her lips, slightly displeased.

Feng Feiyi glanced at her, "Want to go down?" ”