Ning Zhongxin rushed to Ningfu and saw the carriage outside the door, the carriage was very clean, the road around Shili Village was muddy, and it was impossible for the carriage not to get dirt in the past.

"Son...... What happened to you... My son... Don't scare your mother......"

An Junlan's voice penetrated the entire Imperial Doctor's Mansion, Ning Yixuan was so hot that his whole body was stiff, his urine and urine were already incontinent, and the clothes he changed were bloody...... An Junlan couldn't bear it anymore, Ning Zhongxin hadn't returned for a long time, why was this medicinal herb so difficult to buy. The waves of people she sent out failed to find Ning Zhongxin, which made An Junlan panic.

Lu Cong knelt outside the door of the child's room, and there was silence in the house, and the sound of falling leaves seemed to reach his ears. Ning Zhongxin's heart raised his throat. Step by step outside the room.

"Don't do this, ma'am. You can't hurt yourself. ”

"Madam, the child will still be there. Madam, let go of your son. ”

An Junlan didn't shed a single tear, and the maid still covered her mouth and nose with a white cloth, and she had long forgotten that the child was suffering from the plague, so she just quietly held Ning Yixuan in her arms and hugged her tightly. Ning Zhongxin entered the room...... An Junlan didn't move at all.

"Lan'er ......"

"Zhongxin, shhhh......h

Ning Zhongxin knelt on the ground in annoyance, clapping his head with both hands. The heart roared over and over again. Why did you go to the Prime Minister's Mansion, why didn't you bring the medicine back first to save your son.

"Zhongxin, why are you crying?"

Ning Zhongxin looked at An Junlan in front of him, he put his son beside the bed from An Junlan's arms, and instructed his subordinates to prepare for the funeral. He picked up An Junlan, who was on the bed, and walked out of the room. Back in their bedroom, An Junlan finally couldn't control herself, An Junlan grabbed the clothes on Ning Zhongxin's chest heartbreakingly, and bit his shoulder fiercely. Crying a mess. Blood stains printed on his clothes, and Ning Zhongxin didn't feel any pain.

"Where have you been, where have you been?" A roar and a helplessness.

Ning Zhongxin didn't dare to let An Junlan know that he had gone to the Prime Minister's Mansion, so he could only lie that he had been called back to the palace. An Junlan knows that the fate of the Son of Heaven cannot be violated, and those who disobey will have no way to survive. She also didn't suspect that the palace had been locked, so how could she be called into the palace again.

The funeral was simply carried out, and the bodies of those who died during the plague were burned or buried deep in the ground to prevent the plague from spreading again. The child didn't even have a whole corpse left. Every time she thought of this, An Junlan couldn't cry anymore. After her son left, An Junlan never mentioned the smiling face again. Looking at the Prime Minister's Mansion, due to Gongsun Feinan's illness, which has been delayed for too long, although he has picked up a life, his body is also very weak. An Junlan basically had zero contact with her plague-stricken son in the end, which also made Ning Zhongxin sweat. The smell of lime water and mugwort leaves mixed with the whole house spreads. Lu Cong was very strange, and he didn't appear by Ning Zhongxin's side for many days and looked for him.

"Sir, you're looking for me."

"Lu Cong, what happened that day?"

"Back to the master, that day the slave drove to Shili Village, but the gate of the plague city was closed, although the silver had been used, the officers and soldiers guarding the door did not agree to open the door at all, the slave really had no choice but to go to all the pharmacies in the city to look for it, and the slave had no choice but to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find you. But when you arrived, the janitor said you had returned. But you haven't come back home. When I came back from the car, I heard the news that the eldest prince had died. ”

"It seems that when you went to look for me, I had already left the Prime Minister's Mansion, and I came back for a shortcut, so you didn't meet me on the road."

"Now that the son is gone, the slave is willing to fight for his life! Master~" Lu Cong cried heartbroken.

"It's not your fault, it's all because of me! It's my sin! ”

"Master, what happened to you going to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"Don't tell Madame, don't!!" Ning Zhongxin added Zhong Zhong over and over again, I don't know how many times I said it, it is absolutely impossible, this matter, Lu Cong, you have to rot in your stomach. ”

"Yes, sir." Lu Cong wiped his tears and retreated.

Ning Zhongxin turned around and held on to the bookshelf, his remorseful and annoyed clenched fist slammed against the wall, and bruises soon appeared on the knuckles of his fingers.

I shouted over and over again: God, what have I done?