"Jiang Tian, what are you doing outside." Hearing Donglu Ziheng call himself, Jiang Tiangang retracted the foot that he had just lifted out.

She twisted her body, poked her little hand, and walked towards Dong Lu Ziheng with a little uneasiness.

The steps are obvious, one step at a time, and half a step is delayed.

"You can say what you want to say." Donglu Ziheng put down the medical book in his hand.

He looked up at Jiang Tian's somewhat helpless eyes.

"Ahh I don't have much to say. Jiang Tian replied quickly.

The panicked tone still made Donglu Ziheng notice something.

He got up and walked quickly in front of her.

Desperately raised his head and stared at Jiang Tian in front of him, who was still a little weak-hearted.

"Jiang Tian, I don't like liars. What the hell are you trying to say to me? You've been weird since they left last night. ”

"Ahh Have it? Not really! I, I just want to ask you if you are willing to eat vegetables tomorrow ......" Jiang Tian lied hard for a long time.

There is no logic at all, and the preface does not match the afterword.

also called Dong Lu Ziheng to be puzzled.

He saw Jiang Tian turn around to leave, and held his hand to block the door of the house, "If you don't explain what you want to say today, then don't leave." ”

What to do?

Jiang Tian panicked.

What Mrs. Xu said yesterday made Jiang Tian sleepless all night.

She got up this morning to tell Dong Lu Ziheng that she could use cinchona cream or artemisia annua to cure the epidemic.

But when she saw Donglu Ziheng's face, she was a little hesitant.

After all, it was the male protagonist Donglu Jun who solved the epidemic.

Previously, Qingkong said that he could not change Qingxuan's established history and interfere in the affairs of Donglu Ziheng.

Yes! Ahhhhh

What can I do?

To say or not to say.

Say in advance that something will definitely be interfered with.

For example, a small role like An Congzhi who played soy sauce caught her three times after escaping three times for no reason......

wants to change the fate of a certain soy sauce character because of her mouth.

When the time comes, she will be involved in unwarranted right and wrong.

The point, if Dong Lu Ziheng hangs up in advance, she won't be able to go back.

He can live for 10 years, and if anyone dares to kill him in these 10 years, she will not be able to return to modern times, and she will drag him to hell if she is a ghost......

As soon as Jingkong came back from the back mountain, he walked to the yard and put down the back basket, and saw Jiang Tian squatting in front of the vegetable patch, holding a branch and fiddling around on it, muttering in his mouth that he didn't know what he was saying.

"Jiang Tian, what are you doing? Why do you take a branch and draw it on the ground? ”

"Oops! I'll go! Empty your cat! Why don't you walk silently! I'm scared to death, you're enough! Jiang Tian slapped his heart violently.

Fortunately, she has a strong heart.

Otherwise, sooner or later, you will be scared out of the clearance.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I don't know you're thinking about things, I'm ......"

Jiang Tian didn't blame him at all.

Hurriedly waved his hand at him, indicating that he didn't blame him.

"I'm in a big trouble right now, and I need your help." After that, Jiang Tian told the clear space what had been troubled for many days.

To his surprise, after Jingkong learned that she knew what kind of medicine to use to treat chicken plague, his face was as calm as water.

"Jiang Tian, since the person you know is not Lord Qi, then you can't talk to him about these things, otherwise you will know the consequences." That being said, it was not at all comfortable in the hollow.

Lately, he has been going to the nearby mountains for morning exercises every day, and every day he sees dead people being carried out of the isolated wards.

There are a lot of milk dolls that are a few years old today.

"Jingkong, I want to save those patients, is there any way you can let me help without interfering with the course of history?"

After being silent for a long time, Jingkong finally spoke: "Jiang Tian, didn't you just say that in the historical process that you know, the prince finally found an ancient prescription, which is extremely useful for patients who are initially ill, but cannot cure patients who are seriously ill. Then it stayed up like this until three months later, when the spring flowers bloomed, and the chicken plague dissipated. ”

Jiang Tian didn't expect the logic of the clearance to be so good.

What she's been saying in fits and pieces lately.

He can also be connected in tandem.

"Then why don't you tell the prince about it directly."

Yes!

How could she have forgotten such an important matter.

As long as you tell Dong Lu Jun, patients with mild symptoms can be cured.

With the gradual death of seriously ill patients, it happened to be spring three months later......

"Jiang Tian, what are you going to do? You can't go to Lord Qi. Clearance hurried up to intercept her.

Jiang Tian knew that he was worried that Donglu Ziheng would be involved in this matter.

But at present, only Dong Lu Ziheng's people can deliver the letter to Dong Lu Jun.

She could only believe that Donglu Ziheng would not open the letter she wrote to the prince......

Half a day later, Jiang Tian finally finished the content he had made up.

“……”

Seeing that after he finished speaking, Dong Lu Ziheng had a puzzled expression.

Jiang Tian was so anxious that he couldn't do it.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang." Jiang Tian's hand shook vigorously twice in front of him.

Dong Lu Ziheng's black pupils shrank in the whites of his blood-red eyes, and his gaze finally fell back to her.

"Jiang Tian, you're not kidding? Do you really know what herbs are used to heal the sick? ”

"Well, Lord Wang, I know, after falling asleep last night, an old grandfather gave me a dream, saying that after waking up, I must pass on the original words to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Dynasty, and when the spring of the next year begins, the chicken plague will disperse, and the predicament of the imperial city will definitely be solved." After all, Jiang Tian is a person who aspires to become a cartoonist.

She knows that her pen power can't catch up with the big people who write online articles.

But she still has the ability to make up stories.

Let's just say that in Qingxuan, a country that worships the national teacher as a god.

Everyone is superstitious, and even more so the royal family.

When she said this, Donglu Ziheng didn't doubt it anymore, but hurriedly asked Jiang Tian to write down the content and send it to the prince.

An hour later, the crown prince Dong Lu Jun received a handwritten letter from Jiang Tian.

After reading the letter, he immediately asked someone to buy a small amount of medicinal materials and rushed to the eastern suburbs overnight.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

Soon after the sound of horses' hooves fell.

There was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

The porter saw that the prince himself was coming, and hurriedly went into the house to report.

After a while, Jiang Tian saw Dong Lu Jun.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, why are you here?" Jiang Tian didn't expect that not long after the letter was sent, he really came.

"Jiang Tian, don't be powerless." After Dong Lu Ziheng said a word to her, he turned around and made amends for Jiang Tian.

Dong Lu Jun waved his hand.

He was the one who was supposed to succeed Lord Zhuge in his position.

Just because the queen mother was worried about the epidemic here, it happened that he was infected with wind and cold during that time, so his father appointed the little imperial uncle to come here to take over the position of Lord Zhuge .

In this regard, he felt a little guilty in his heart, after all, Uncle Xiaohuang's left hand still needed to rest and recuperate.

Look at him a lot less than when he left.

He was very upset.

"Uncle Xiaohuang, I am going to take Jiang Tian to the place where the patient is isolated now, and I beg Uncle Xiaohuang for permission." Dong Lu Jun withstood the pressure and said this hard.

After finishing speaking, he clearly felt the murderous aura overflowing above his head.