Mmmmmm......" Lizhan nodded restlessly, and reached out to stroke the kitten in his arms for a while.

Gu Fuwei saw that she was worried, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, so he found an excuse to divert the words, "Is it okay to make a nest for Qingqing?" The coldest time for Qi Shui has not yet arrived. ”

"Okay."

When it comes to the problem of kittens, Lizhan can still distinguish some divine power. She said yes crisply, and Gu Fuwei sent someone to move the wooden blocks, knock and knock, and build a small nest made of pine wood.

The wooden nest had doors and windows, and it was very delicate, and there was wolf felt underneath.

Gu Fuwei carried the nest to the side room, and gently put the kitten in his arms down to the ground, it looked through, and knew that it was his own nest, tiptoeing in, shrinking and refusing to come out, only looking at the two of them with two round eyes, and screaming milkily.

"Meow~"

"Qingqing likes it very much!" Lizhan Huanxi took a brush and teased the kitten at the door of the nest.

Gu Fuwei watched her play for a while, then he put his mind at ease and lifted his robe and got up.

"It's good if you're happy, there are still unapproved recitals in the Xuanji Palace, I have to go back and continue."

Lizhan is a careful and sensitive person, knowing that his attention is all to relieve her and relieve her boredom, his heart is warm.

At this time, he was leaving, and he felt reluctant to leave.

She involuntarily stood on her toes and wrapped her hands around his neck and hung lightly.

The faint scent of body fat on her body easily overflowed from her white neck, and she didn't know it, but Gu Fuwei lowered his head and sniffed the incense, and unconsciously, his body was a little stiff.

Her elbows lifted like wood, and she hugged her thin waist with some sluggishness.

"Zhan Zhan ......"

Lizhan took a sip on his left cheek, and sure enough, there was a faint smell of tree mold juice reflected on his face, warm and soft, very ecstatic.

Before Gu Fuwei had time to feel it, she put down her toes again, put her hands behind her back, and looked at him very improperly.

"Gu Fuwei, it turns out that you will blush alas......"

“……”

It's okay not to say it, but as soon as I said it, I blushed even more.

At first, he was shy because if he remembered correctly, this was the first time Lizhan took the initiative to kiss him.

He blushes now because, if he's not mistaken, it's the first time he's blushed since he grew up.

Lizhan's ridicule made him a little at a loss, he was happy in his heart, and his face was still tense with a flick of his sleeves, "The Central Plains also has a woman like you......"

"I'm picking, you're prodigal, aren't you a perfect match?!"

It's really a good match, Gu Fuwei thought in his heart. It would be good if she would be like this every day in the future, and it would save him from trying to get close to her.

"Little William! Why don't you speak? ”

"Ahem, I still have official duties, so I won't gag with you here." Gong Helian is used to Lizhan's calm and cold personality, how can he stand her suddenly seducing like this.

He stiffened his neck, and he didn't dare to turn his head back and walked out of Ziling Palace.

At that end, two pines and cypresses drilled through one big and one small, and the two people came forward, holding their stomachs.

Qiao'er said, "The slave has never seen His Highness shy......"

Miao Miao said, "Master, you are very much like a wolf on the grassland. ”

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Gu Fuwei took a few dry steps and turned back to his Xuanji Palace.

In the palace, the exquisite lady has disappeared.

I also realized it, after all, Gu Fuwei never liked women to stay by his side for a long time.

He turned over from the temple gate and walked straight to his triple hall, passing through the courtyard, where a pair of arrows and blood remained on the ground, and it was filthy.

The death row prisoners had been carried away, leaving only a few deep arrow slots on the pillars.

Gu Fuwei glanced at those blood stains with some disgust, he smelled the beauty fragrance just now, and now he wants him to come and see this, it's really a big scene!

He went far away to avoid the blood, turned back to his temple, climbed the third floor, and took the bookshelf and the pen and ink collapsed.

When I dipped it in ink and wanted to write something, I seemed to have forgotten all the contents.

Xiao Zhan said, how to cure the plague?

When he thought about it now, he had no impression, and his mind was full of the way she teased him.

His face was hot and tight for no reason.

It wasn't until the fire slowly burned over time that he calmed down and slapped his head.

She didn't say a word at all, how could she remember?

Gu Fuwei took out the booklet from his arms, went through it in detail, and pondered it himself.

Finally, considering the situation of Qi Shui, he wrote down a control plan.

Lizhan is written carefully, this control plan is destined to be short, write a time for three or two teas, he stopped writing, scratched his right hand with his left hand, and scratched his left hand with his right hand.

The red dots in the palm of the hand spread all the way to the wrist, and there was no sign of getting better, but it became more and more uncomfortable.

The little red rash doesn't itch all the time, and once it itches, it's like a pinprick, which is really hard to control.

Fang just suffocated him in Ziling Palace.

This writing took turns for nearly half an hour, and it was finally completed.

Looking up, the sky was already dark.

The servant came in with dinner, and seeing that he didn't light the lamp, he felt the fire from the drawer and lit it.

"Your Highness has traveled all the way, and the boat and car are tiring, and the dining room has made a special ...... today."

The subordinates reported the names of the dishes one by one, "It's cold, Your Highness should eat early, so as not to get cold." ”

Gu Fuwei retreated with a faint interest, and only took two plates of pastries from the table and brought them back to the soft collapse.

He carried the plans, his brows furrowed.

In fact, he thought the same as Lizhan thought, but whenever there was a plague in the town, the number of infected people exceeded a few dozen, and there was no possibility of dying.

In fact, dozens of infected people in the temple have been secretly executed by his order.

After all, Qishui is the foundation of the Western Regions, and its importance is almost as far away from the capital as it is to Meng Yue.

These dozens of people can't be cured after all, and if they can exchange their situation for a few days for the peace of Qishui, it can be said to be a good deal.

But...... On the way back to Qishui, I received news that the monks of the temple were also infected with the disease.

At first, it was just one or two people, and it was enough to kill it.

But with the lessons of the past, the temple is well aware of Gu Fuwei's means, and when he is a monk, he pays attention to compassion and compassion.

In order to protect the two sick little monks, they hid them in the firewood room and did not play up.

Then, the person who delivered food and water to the little monk was also dyed, and they didn't dare to say it themselves, and after a few days, they crossed it over to the senior brothers and brothers who lived together.

This is good, it is out of control, and even the people who came to pray for blessings have also been dyed.

Lao Qi King once said to him that severe punishment is an extremely effective method in a short period of time, but after a long time, there will be hidden dangers.

Now, this hidden danger is gradually revealed, and it has taken an uncontrollable form.

No matter how heavy he killed, he didn't dare to take the monk under the knife.

It is necessary to know that the common people worship the Son of Heaven and the king, and above the two, there is also Shakyamuni sitting on the golden lotus, which cannot be blasphemed.

The people of the Western Regions are more religious than the people of the Central Plains. The people of the Central Plains still have the saying of "temporarily holding the Buddha's feet", but the people of the Western Regions have to respect the Buddha every day since they hit the mother's womb.

If he slaughtered the temple, it would be tantamount to losing the hearts of the people.

As the saying goes, water can carry a boat and it can also capsize a boat.

If you lose the support of the people, it is very likely to cause unrest. After all, isn't the origin of the proverb just because a group of horse bandits killed a monk? Now that he is on the cusp of the storm, he will definitely not be stupid enough to kill himself.

Gu Fuwei fell into deep thought.

Now they are sending people who have been infected with the plague into the temple together, locked up, and regularly sent rice grain to take care of them.

But it is difficult to guarantee that there are no people who do not want to leave their families and hide their illness.

Moreover, there may not be a small number of such patients, after all, this difference may be forever separated.

Once this happens, the plague is likely to break out in a large area, and Qi Shui's stability is only a superficial phenomenon, how long it can last, he can't count the number of days when he pinched his fingers.

All he could do was to gather the forces scattered throughout the Western Regions as soon as possible, and strangle those tribes that took advantage of the chaos to rebel in one fell swoop.

If the matter of arranging troops is taken first by those who rebel, as soon as the Qishui plague breaks out, it will be irreversible.

In this way, despite the outbreak of the plague in the Western Regions, it is just a matter of more deaths and fewer deaths. As for the master of the royal court, it will still be tightly held in his hands.

Gu Fuwei was thinking like this, when a red dress suddenly hung upside down in the window, "Your Highness, something is wrong!" ”

"Come in and say." Gu Fuwei folded a bunch of plans, and took a piece of pillow jade to suppress it.

Xi Lin jumped inside, tightened the window, and knelt in front of Gu Fuwei, with a thin layer of sweat hanging on her forehead.