On the second day of Princess Yujin's disappearance, the streets and alleys of the Southern Xinjiang Royal Court were suddenly plastered with bright and yellow prophecies. There are only a few words on it: The north and the south are harmonious, and they will be punished by heaven! Heavenly punishment has appeared, and his heart should be punished!

By the time the news reached the palace, it was already out of control.

A large number of people gathered around the royal palace and the palace in southern Xinjiang, and every day there was an endless stream of people demanding that the Northern Xia envoys be driven away in order to appease the wrath of the gods.

At the same time, the activities of Chengtianzong suddenly intensified, and for a while, a large number of altars for Chengtianzong to seek good fortune and avoid evil and pray for blessings in southern Xinjiang were found in the major towns and villages of southern Xinjiang.

Jun Qinglan looked down at the vermilion wax oil in the porcelain bowl in his hand, and Wei frowned, as if he was deaf to the tense situation outside the palace.

Jiang Yufan became an ant on a hot pot, circling around Jun Qinglan: "You have something to say, how can you still sit still at this time?" ”

"These people from southern Xinjiang are really hateful." Jiang Ying pouted: "Princess Yujin's disappearance is not what we wanted. Sister Jun hasn't been sleeping for the past few days, isn't it to find out the whereabouts of Princess Yujin? If they don't help, forget it, and still make trouble here! ”

"If you want me to say, let's just kill it. Left and right are just their own mess in southern Xinjiang, what do we care about them so much? It's all stuff that I don't know what to do. ”

Jun Qinglan raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Ying: "What are you going to do when you kill from here?" ”

"Of course, it's going back to Yanjing."

"Once there is a conflict with the people of southern Xinjiang, and even weapons are used, do you think we people can return to Northern Xia safely?"

Let's not talk about the fierce and extraordinary combat power of the people in southern Xinjiang, whether the Northern Xia will lose troops and generals. Even if they really returned to Yanjing safely, the king of southern Xinjiang would definitely not give up on this matter under pressure. At that time, these former relatives can only become victims of quelling the war between the two countries.

"That's it." Jun Qinglan sighed slightly: "This case must be investigated, otherwise none of you will be able to have a good life." ”

"It's not a way to sit like this, I'm surrounded by people outside every day, and I can't get out, but how can I investigate the case?"

Jun Qinglan narrowed her eyes: "The people are passionate, it is nothing more than because they were instigated by the Chengtian Sect. Since it is a matter for the immortals, it is left to the gods to solve it. ”

Jiang Yufan frowned: "Where did the immortals come from?" ”

Jun Qinglan hooked the corners of her lips: "As a national teacher in southern Xinjiang, he is admired by all the people, and the appearance of Chengtianzong undoubtedly challenges his authority. For him, this is a great opportunity to regain his prestige through dissent, and I don't think he will turn it down. ”

Naturally, the national teacher has no position of refusal. The people guarding outside the palace gradually dispersed, and the tense atmosphere in the royal court seemed to be eased, but Jun Qinglan did not feel any more relaxed because of this. The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and if you want to completely solve the current crisis, you can only find out the mystery of Yujin's disappearance as soon as possible.

However, when Yu Jin's case was still clueless, there was another major incident in the Qilin Temple, which made Jun Qinglan feel unprecedented pressure.

Rushuang is missing!

After Yujin disappeared, Rufrost Rulu blamed herself, and she couldn't sleep at night, kneeling in front of the statue to pray for the princess. Rulu was young, and after a few days of exhaustion, she couldn't stand it and fainted directly. Rushuang went down the mountain to find medicine for her after obtaining the approval of the national teacher, and never showed up again.

Her disappearance was only two days after Yu Jin's disappearance.

Jun Qinglan's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and the details of the disappearance of Yujin and Rushuang were written down one by one on the advice book, and he didn't dare to miss half a point.

Rulu's body has not recovered, and when Jun Qinglan saw her, the little girl's hands were as hot as coals, and her body was covered with red rashes. The Southern Xinjiang Janissaries had withdrawn to a zhang away, making the temple halfway up the mountain look like an isolated island in the wilderness, which could not be ignored, but it had become a forbidden place that no one dared to cross.

The national teacher was waiting for Jun Qinglan at the barricade a foot away from the temple. Although most of the man's face was hidden under the purple gold mask, his tight lips were already showing the solemnity and seriousness of his master at the moment.

"Does Lord Jun still insist on entering the temple?" The national teacher looked at Jun Qinglan for a moment: "If it's not necessary, please turn around and go back immediately." ”

"I have to see it with my own eyes."

"Many of the imperial doctors around His Majesty have already treated Rulu, and everyone's conclusions are the same. Rulu is now suffering from smallpox instead of ordinary fever. ”

Jun Qinglan frowned, pursed her lips and said nothing.

"I believe that the power of smallpox does not need to be explained too much to Lord Jun. Because of this, the main seat ordered the guards to be evacuated to a kilometer away. If you insist on making contact with Rulu, you must think about the situation you will face in the future. ”

"So, the National Teacher thinks that letting Rulu fend for itself is the best choice? After Rulu's death, no one can ask about Rushuang's affairs, and since then, the disappearance of Princess Yujin and Rushuang has completely become an unsolved case, this is the result that the national teacher wants to see? ”

Jun Qinglan's words are as sharp as a blade, and every sentence can poke people's hearts and lungs. However, the national teacher only raised his eyebrows and did not get angry.

"Lord Jun is afraid that he has misunderstood, and let everyone stay away from Rulu, it is nothing more than to minimize the damage. You know, smallpox is terrible. As for Rulu, this seat has sent someone to deliver food and medicine to her every day. Nature can ensure her basic life, and the next ......"

The national teacher sighed: "It depends on her own creation." ”

Jun Qinglan hooked the corner of her lips: "Thank you for the kind reminder, but for me, the truth is far more important than everything." ”

The slender woman stepped over the line of defense and walked towards the temple step by step under the terrified gaze of everyone. The sunlight flowed above her head, casting her figure at her feet, but she was covered by another figure.

The long and upright figure stood side by side, holding the woman by the hand without flinching.

Jun Qinglan looked back: "Lord Wang? ”

He hadn't seen this person since the second day after Yu Jin's disappearance, how could he ...... Suddenly?

"Let's go." The man's breath was slightly cold, but he calmly decided: "I'll go with you." ”

The sunlight crept past his eyebrows, gilding the man's eyebrows with a faint layer of gold. At this moment, it seemed to fade away the impersonal coldness around him, and it was incredibly warm. Jun Qinglan's heart also illuminated at that moment.

"Okay." She hooked the corners of her lips and said only one word.

There was no blocking, no questioning. She believed in him, and his decision was the best arrangement of the moment, and she never questioned it.

The national teacher squinted, staring at the beautiful couple of men and women in the sunlight for a moment, until the figures of the two completely disappeared and did not move away from the temple. Seeing that his eyes were gradually darkening, it seemed to hide an endless ocean, and there were strange clouds everywhere.

It's a pity that no one can see that kind of look.

The temple had only a small window, and the windows and doors of the temple were tightly closed. The strong smell of mildew in the temple made Jun Qinglan frown fiercely.

The temple is even more embarrassed today than it was when it left. Everything in front of the idol remained in its original state, but it had already accumulated a thick layer of dust. In the most inconspicuous backlit part of the temple is a bamboo bed, on which Rulu lies upright.

The opening and closing of the door of the temple and the approach of footsteps did not make the woman on the bamboo bed move for more than half a minute. Quiet as a dead man.

Everything about Rulu exists only in the descriptions of the people. When Jun Qinglan saw Rulu with her own eyes, she was still taken aback.

It's only been two days, and Rulu's round face has been so thin that it is only the width of a palm, and the whole person has taken off its image. Except for the flushing of the cheeks and lips, the places next to him are pale and frightening. And on the exposed skin, the most shocking thing is the bright red rash.

Jun Qinglan took out gloves and a masked towel from the tool bag, handed Li Congyao a set, and put them on herself. Only then did he walk beside Rulu and take a look.

Rulu's eyes were slightly closed, and she didn't open them for a moment because someone had entered, only her eyelashes trembled slightly. A chapped lip flap is dry and oozing blood, taking advantage of the bright color, which makes people feel terrifying.

"Rulu, can you hear me? I'm Jun Qinglan. ”

Rulu's eyelashes trembled again, and there was no excessive movement.

Jun Qinglan frowned fiercely: "Didn't you say that three meals a day and medicines are served on time?" Why can people still be ruined like this? ”

At this moment, it is like the faintest spark on a candle. A little wind can make her completely extinguish her brilliance. Where is there still a little bit of the former glow?

Jun Qinglan looked around and got up, first found a bowl of wormwood with him, lit it and threw it in. Then he picked up the kettle in the corner of the house, poured a bowl of water, and walked to Rulu's side.

Li Congyao raised his eyebrows, and then went to grab the bowl: "I'll come." ”

"Where do you do the work of serving?" Jun Qinglan calmly snatched the water bowl back: "You just have to rest assured, I am measured." ”

Jun Qinglan's chopsticks were stained with water, moistening her lips like dew a little bit. It wasn't until the lip flap was completely moistened that Rulu was lifted up and carefully fed her some water to drink.

After about half a cup of tea, I saw Rulu open her eyes a little bit, and there seemed to be a bit of glory in her eyes. Struggling to get up.

"Don't move, I'm here to ask you a few questions. Just lie down, can you talk now? ”

Rulu's throat made a purring bellows-like sound, and after a long time, he nodded slightly.

Li Congyao pursed his lips, but his eyes were a little dark.

"You don't have to say much, I can see what you mean."

"You've been locked up in the temple all the time, and there's something important you haven't heard of about about it. But I have to tell you now, please listen, I'll just say it once. ”

Jun Qinglan took a deep breath: "Rushuang, missing, life and death are unknown!" ”