You can't kill it, and you can't stop it. He calculated, and there was really only one way.

It's just that when he thinks of this method, his heart hurts, and his pores will open up suddenly, and the cold air can't stop pouring into his body.

This uncomfortable feeling made him unable to make up his mind.

"Lord Wang, now we have to think of a countermeasure quickly!" Seeing that he was stunned, others seemed to be completely distracted from the matter of fishing documents, and couldn't help but step up their urging.

Gu Fuwei turned sideways, and the light illuminated the bridge of his straight nose, but it couldn't shine into his eyes.

"I heard your words seem to mean something, do you have a plan in mind, you might as well talk about it."

A group of people looked at each other and secretly communicated with complicated eyes.

Governor Qi Shui stepped forward: "Lord Wang, that dog emperor knows that the plague is getting worse and worse, and it is all up to a heavenly maiden to suppress the prophecy. Now before the war starts, the prince's comrades are arrested first, and they want to make a move to draw salary! Think about it, if we wait for the emperor's decree to make up our minds, we will be passive. ”

"Yes, the prince, the heavenly maiden was brought back by the prince, and when the time comes, the dog emperor bites us, saying that His Royal Highness and the prince's party have long been implicated, and then when we go out to resist, we will also be detained as a traitorous army."

Gu Fuwei paced, "So what?" What do you think we should do before the Emperor's edict comes? ”

Everyone looks at me again, I look at you, this time, everyone's face is secretive, and everyone is in danger.

General Mohan stomped his foot in hatred and stepped out of the crowd alone.

He clenched his fists to cover his head, "With all due respect, His Highness should ......"

On the roof, Celine stood in the wind and snow, and the chatter in the house was blown away by the howling wind.

She heard some of them sporadically, and her mind became very complicated.

was anxious, Xu Xiao patted her shoulder and asked in her ear with the sound of mosquito bites. "The prince wants to keep the girl, right?"

Celine brushed his hand away, "Aren't you talking nonsense?!" ”

"Hey, haven't I always been puzzled...... Xu Xiao couldn't stop scratching his head, and the back of his head was about to be bald. How did the girl pour ecstasy soup into the prince. Even though she is beautiful, the previous goddess was not far behind. Think about the previous celestial maiden, but she secretly climbed into the prince's bed at night, and was ...... by the prince."

"Shh......h It's hundreds of years ago, what do you mention it for? ”

"I just can't figure it out. You say, this war is really going to be delayed because of this, let's ...... the Western Regions Hey, don't talk about those little people, just talk about us, those of us who are hidden guards, do we also have to accompany the funeral? ”

"Get out!" Celine kicked him hard, but fortunately, Xu Xiao's light skills were good, and he took two steps back and was steady.

"Accompany a fart to bury, just a yellow-haired little girl, no! The prince is still the same as before......" As she spoke, Celine's voice gradually softened.

She looked up, and the top of her head was black and white.

The snow wants to overturn her, to overturn the entire royal court.

She said, "Is Steward Yang gone?" ”

Xu Xiao sighed, "I told him, tell him to hurry up." He poked such a big basket, which made the prince anxious. When the prince is done, it's strange that the belly of fire he saved doesn't screw his head off and kick it as a ball. As a result, the old man refused, saying that he was old and was not afraid of anything. He wants to live and die with the prince, he can't watch the prince make a fool and hurt himself, and he can't watch the Western Regions just mess with the creatures. ”

Celine blinked, and a cloud of white gas slowly exhaled from her lips. "I hope so, I hope the old man will succeed in his plan. At this time next year, we will still be able to stand and talk together. ”

In the room, you say a word, I say a word, and there are endless quarrels.

The snow stopped, and it fell, and it fell, and it stopped.

The sky gradually turned white, and the candles in the room gradually burned out.

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out through the palace.

"Get out! Whoever mentions it again will have their heads cut off! ”

It was Gu Fuwei's voice.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Suddenly, a sharp sound broke the dead silence, Xi Lin and Xu Xiao were very familiar with this kind of sound, it was the sword out of the sheath.

Mo Khan roared in a low voice, "The prince shouldn't, then kill me first!" Since there will be a death in the end, it is better to die late than to die early! We are not prepared for the army, there is a shortage of weapons, and the last general does not want to see the thousands of soldiers under his command on the battlefield one by one being shot like targets, cut like tofu, and after a tragic death, they will be scolded as traitorous thieves! The prince can stand it, but the last general can't stand it! In that case, the last will go first! ”

"Not good!" Celine was the first to react, and Mohan was going to kill himself.

She immediately rolled over and jumped off the roof, but before she could settle down, suddenly a sword was thrown out of the door.

The speed was so urgent, before Xi Lin could react, the sword pierced the corner of the skirt and fixed it on an old pine in the courtyard.

Then there was a loud "bang", and the door was kicked open.

Gu Fuwei rushed out with a gloomy face.

In the room, in a group of people, kneeling Mohan with empty eyes.

His palms were still bleeding, as if he had been unexpectedly cut by a sword. He stared blankly at the sword on the trunk of the old pine, slowly moved his gaze, and looked at Gu Fuwei's departing figure fixedly.

He walked so fast that no one could see his expression. I only heard him repeat in his mouth, "They are forcing me, forcing me with their lives." Yes, I do what you wish! ”

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When Lizhan came out of the space, it was still dark.

The sky in the Western Regions is already later than the capital, and in addition, this is the longest night of the year, and when the sky is completely bright, it will probably be noon.

Lizhan came out of the space, and the face towel on his face was uncharacteristically still there.

Miao Miao must not have slept steadily, and as soon as she heard the footsteps of Lizhan, she immediately woke up. I didn't miss anything about the quilt, a batch of small jackets, and a small boot, and immediately went to inform Qiao'er, and then hurried to the dining room to bring rice porridge and goat's milk.

After the subordinates of Ziling Palace were infected, the remaining ones who were not infected were all sent down from the lamp, and let them take care of the sick people.

Therefore, there is a shortage of manpower in the palace, and even the rough work of boiling porridge is done by Miao Miao.

He hesitated in the snow with a plate deep and shallow, for fear of spilling a drop of goat's milk.

finally arrived at Lizhan's room, and saw Lizhan lying on the table, motionless. Even Qingqing jumped on her head and scratched her hair, but she ignored it.

Miao Miao was suddenly a little scared.

He hurriedly put the plate on the table, walked over lightly, and pushed it away.

"Master?"

There was no sound.

"Master? Master, what's wrong with you, Master? Master! ”

Lizhan blinked, then opened his eyes tiredly.

"Miao Miao."

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Ahem...... Cough...... I'm just too sleepy...... cough cough cough ......"

Miao Miao had never seen Lizhan so weak, and she was extremely distressed for a while. "Hasn't Master slept for a moment?"

Lizhan nodded, then smiled brightly, "But...... Ahem...... But I've argued that it's right......"

"Master is saying that temperature can affect the virus?"

"Well, then we just have to find a way to work, and we can ...... cough cough cough ......"

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Miao Miao followed Lizhan all the way to Qishui, and he had seen a lot of symptoms of the plague. Seeing Lizhan's coughing and weak appearance, he couldn't help but tiptoe and touched Lizhan's forehead. "Master, you have a fever!"

"Don't touch me!" Lizhan pushed him, perhaps because he was in a hurry, and he didn't grasp the strength well, and pushed the little guy to a stagger and the back of his head slammed into the arm of the chair.

Miao Miao was so painful that tears came out of her eyes.

Lizhan blamed himself for wanting to see if he hit him badly, but he thought of something and retracted his hand again.

"Didn't hit anything, did you?"

Miao Miao endured it and shook her head, "Naturally not." But Master, you'......."

"Don't come here, Master is not very comfortable." Lizhan sternly rejected his approach.