Do you still want to kill your concubines? ”

Lizhan hands clenched tightly in his sleeves.

"Miss......"

I used to underestimate her, but now that I know these details, I can't mess around.

It's just Jinyu's side...... Rao hated, but if she killed her, Jinyu's illness could not be cured, so she could only give up.

"Madame's clever means are beyond my reach."

"Take, take."

Lizhan flicked his sleeves and got up, "Qiao'er, let's go back." ”

"Yes."

Qiao'er glanced at Su Wantong in fear, helped Li Jingjiu to stay, picked up the umbrella and went back.

The wind was whistling outside the window, and the swan feathers kept smashing on the yellow umbrella. Soon a thick layer accumulated, and if you don't shake it, you can't lift it.

In the deep palace, the road is very fast, and the road is very long, but few people pass by.

Occasionally, I saw two maidservants, also with their heels attached to the corner of the wall, avoiding passing by from the lamp.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Lizhan coughed coldly.

"Miss?" Qiao'er pressed her cloak distressedly.

Lizhan nodded comfortingly, "It's okay, it's just getting colder." If you always go in and out of the house, you will easily catch a cold. ”

"Then let's go back quickly, the slave will cut some ginger slices for you to soak and drink."

"Hmm."

Lizhan's mood has never been calm. Who would have thought that so much could happen in one day? Poke so much window paper?

She looked up and watched the vast snow fall from the sky, but the originally calm scenery became a stormy wave in Lizhan's mind, summer rain and spring thunder.

To this day, the words Su Wantong said are still lingering in her mind.

After returning to the palace, Qiao'er hurriedly asked people to make ginger tea.

After leaving the lamp for a while, he carried the ginger tea to Shangguan Jinyu's room.

It's useless to hate Su Wantong, now that everyone in the palace is sick, Kang Ning not only has contact with the people, but also with Jin Yu Qiao'er.

In addition, the infected subordinates had contact with the weaving layout and the various divisions of the royal court.

Lizhan always felt that the disease was becoming more and more contagious, as if the virus had mutated. The rate of death is also gradually increasing.

From this point of view, the people in their palace have been infected, and it is likely that there are cases in other palaces. It's just that I haven't had time to attack and confirm it yet.

If so, it won't be long before the royal court falls.

has really developed to that point, do you say that Gu Fuwei has thousands of troops? The lair is on fire, even if he has heavenly soldiers and generals, he can't command it.

Lizhan pressed the face towel and told Miao Miao to roll to her room to read, and she was not allowed to touch anyone again.

She put Shangguan Jinyu into the examination space of the bracelet and did a systematic physical examination, and sure enough, he was indeed infected. But fortunately, the virus in his body is not active yet, and it should be no problem to last for a month.

It's just that there is no cure for this disease, and he will die in a month, so it is useless to guard him here.

Lizhan wanted to go to Corning to see the situation again, and hurriedly left the space, but Amu came to report that Corning was now unconscious.

Is it so fast? Lizhan was very surprised.

She immediately went to take Corning into the space for a check-up, and found that she was very seriously infected, and the virus was spreading throughout his lungs and digestive tract, and was abnormally active.

If you want to talk about the time of infection, Kang Ning is not much earlier than Shangguan Jinyu?

How can the gap be so big?

The doubts in Lizhan's heart grew bigger and bigger. Originally, she would not easily let people know about the space in the bracelet, but now in extraordinary times, she can't care about so much.

She told Amu about the function of the bracelet, and asked Amu to assist her, and pressed several other infected maidservants into the space for a physical examination.

When Amu first heard about such strange things, he didn't believe it, but it was difficult to disobey Lizhan's order, so he agreed.

As a result, I saw that after Lizhan clicked out of thin air, she actually entered a strange world with a few maidservants.

Several handmaidens were unprepared and shouted in fright, and Lizhan reminded Amu, and she remembered what she had instructed before Lizhan left, and hurriedly tied them up with the thick rope prepared in her hand.

Amu was dumbfounded and watched Lizhan use all kinds of strange instruments to examine them one by one.

In the end, Lizhan found that the situation of these newly infected palace maids was also very bad.

The virus has invaded deeply, but it has not yet shown signs on the body.

But Lizhan has watched a lot of films, in their case, don't look at the surface just a fever and cough, within ten days, they will definitely die.

"Celestial Maiden? How are they? Amu looked at the frightened appearance of a group of maids who were tied up by five flowers, and then asked the sad Lizhan with sad eyes.

Leaving the tart and taking a dozen CT lists in his hand. "How so?"

"How?"

"Did these people get sick with Shangguan Jinyu?"

Amu nodded solemnly, "Yes." ”

"How can it be so bad?"

"What's missing?"

There was a long pause for a moment, "The extent of the disease." Shangguan Jinyu was much less infected than these servants. ”

While thinking, she paced up, "It stands to reason, Shangguan Jinyu is a vegetative person, she has not moved after lying in bed for so long, her physical function is not good, her resistance to external bacteria and viruses is poor, she should be more susceptible to infection, and after being infected, the condition should be very serious, why is it the other way around?" ”

Amu understood half of Lizhan's words, and while feeling reasonable, he also fell into deep thought.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason, so he held the handle of the knife, "Perhaps, this is really a difference between high and low human life." Shangguan Gongzi's family is rich ......"

"If there is really a distinction between high and low, why is the emperor always short-lived?"

Amu's eyes widened.

Lizhan is not so open-mouthed on weekdays, it seems that the current situation has made her have a headache to take care of.

Lizhan decided to go to the Great Moon Temple for another trip, and the inspection space of the bracelet could be used at any time, which meant that these maidservants could not stay in the space for isolation.

Lizhan moved them out of the space, but did not untie them, sent the rest of the people who were not infected to take care of them, and did not allow them to reveal them to people outside the palace, so as not to cause panic.

After the arrangement was made, I went to Otsukiji Temple.

The Great Moon Temple was already overcrowded, and the people who couldn't live in the house built tents in the empty area to live.

The sick who had fled in Miskow had died, and their bodies had been found. However, during this time, the number of infected people is innumerable, and the number is increasing exponentially every day.

The new patients who have only recently been infected from the lamp have been tested in the space, some of them are deeply infected, and some of them are shallow, and there is no pattern to follow.

It is worth thinking that no one can be in a better state than Shangguan Jinyu...... As long as he contracted the disease at about the same time as Shangguan Jinyu, whether he was a man or a woman, young or old, he was worse than Shangguan Jinyu's situation.

The abbot was also in a hurry, and when he heard that Lizhan was coming, he hurriedly pressed the matter in his hand and rushed to the meeting.

The old monk was much older than a few days ago, and his withered yellow face was full of bald spots, as if he was about to run out of oil.

A string of Buddhist beads was tightly held in his hand. "Heavenly Maiden, the situation has not been good recently, patients have died in batches, let alone cure, it's too late to bury them."

"Well, I know that." Lizhan looked up at a threshold in the Buddha hall. The threshold was high, and a layer of snow was piled up, as if no one had stepped on it.

"The old monk is afraid that if this continues, the epidemic will not stop. And compared to Dayue Temple and Misiguo, it is already much better, and the corpses over there ......"

"I always felt wrong." Take the tip of your shoe and burrow in the snow.

"You're saying that the epidemic is spreading too fast, and it's easier to kill people than it used to be, right?"

"That's one of them. Is there anything else wrong? ”

"What's wrong?"

"It seems like a key thing is missing. From the outbreak of the plague to the present, I have always vaguely felt that there is some pattern hidden, but when I look closely, I can't find any pattern. ”

The old monk knew that Lizhan was not a person who made a fuss, which made her frown, and emphasized that there was indeed something suspicious in that thought, and it had not been found out.

It's like a moon in the water, you know there is a moon, but you can't pick it up, because you don't know that it's a jar of water, and the real moon hangs on the branches.

The old monk also pondered, and all the clues and clues about the development of the plague were all in his mind.