Soon, Ning Xiyue was arranged to live with Aunt Lu's three mothers and daughters, and as soon as Ning Xiyue sat down, Ning Shandie sneered: "Now I see that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't brag, he doesn't know anything at all, but he also says that he is the apprentice of a ghost doctor, I really don't know how to be ashamed." ”

For Ning Shandie, Ning Xiyue didn't even want to say anything she wanted to talk about.

She stood up and said softly, "Rong Xia, go out for a walk with me." ”

"Yes, miss."

Ning Xiyue's disregard made Ning Shandie's face turn blue instantly, and she just wanted to rush forward to theorize, but was stopped by Ning Jiahe.

Ning Shandie pursed her lips and looked unconvinced: "Eldest sister, look at that Ning Xiyue, what kind of attitude is it!" ”

"Anyway, this isn't the place for you to be willful."

Ning Jiahe shook his head, you must know that there are many officials and soldiers here, as well as the crown prince and the eighth prince, if they make trouble, they will definitely be punished.

Ning Shandie listened to Ning Jiahe's words, and knew that this was not a place for her to mess around, so she could only sit back to her place sullenly.

"He'er!"

Lu Wen beckoned and sighed: "You say, how can this Ning Xiyue be so abnormal, I would rather lose face than refuse, I remember that the way she looked when she checked your father's pulse at that time really didn't look like a fake." ”

"Probably because I'm afraid that if I can't cure the plague, I'll lose my head!"

Ning Jiahe meditated hard, and could only come up with such a result, except for this, she really didn't know what reason Ning Xiyue had to refuse His Royal Highness the Prince.

Until now, she doesn't know whether Ning Xiyue can heal!

On the grass.

Shen Qingru quietly looked at the grass that had been overwhelmed, and no one could see the emotions in her amber beautiful eyes.

"Miss?" Rong Xia frowned, the young lady has been looking at this group of grass for a long time, and she really doesn't understand, what is so beautiful about this grass.

"Rong Xia, what do you think is the difference between these grasses and ordinary grasses?" Ning Xiyue asked without answering.

"The difference?"

Rong Xia opened his eyes and examined it carefully, and then said, "Except for the mess, the slave didn't see anything special. Moreover, this mess is like being gnawed by livestock, and there is a bad smell, and I don't know if it was a sheepfold or something like this before. ”

"It's out of town."

Shen Qingru's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, the outside of the city was empty, basically no one lived, how could there be any sheepfold and cattle pen?

But now she hadn't seen any of the plague patients, and she didn't know if things were going the way she thought.

"Yue'er."

Feng Huayin walked in from not far away and stood beside Ning Xiyue fixedly: "What, do you see what's coming?" ”

In any case, Yue'er finally got Mr. Ghost's medical skills, and if this plague can't be solved, she should have some ideas and so on.

"Does the Eighth Prince really want to hear the words of the Moon?"

"Of course!"

Feng Huayin nodded, and the doting in his ink eyes was like an ocean, almost drowning Ning Xiyue.

Rong Xia watched this scene, and cleverly hid to the side to help the two of them let go of the wind.

Ning Xiyue lowered her head, frowned, and said, "The best way is to ignore nothing and let this plague take its course." ”

"What?" Feng Hua Yin Han frowned, completely unable to understand why Ning Xiyue said such a thing.

You know, this is a plague, if the plague is allowed to take its course, then the entire Fuchen country will not suffer?

How many innocent people will die and how many families will be displaced at that time, these are all things to consider!

"I knew you were going to be shocked."

The red lips lightly hooked up a self-deprecating sneer, and Ning Xiyue's eyes were overflowing with bitterness.

When the plague is at its worst, there will naturally be the enlightened monk from the previous life who will come out to purify sentient beings, this is what happened in the previous life, and I am afraid it will be the same in this life.

Therefore, they can only dispose of the corpses of those people who died due to the plague as much as possible, and the rest can only be left to time and fate.

Feng Huayin looked at Ning Xiyue quietly, and his ink eyes were deep and complex.

Why does her sadness always flow out inadvertently, why is she obviously in her cardamom years, but she exudes a sense of loneliness with vicissitudes of life, what is she thinking in her heart?

"It's getting late, I should go back."

Pulling the corners of her mouth, Ning Xiyue nodded slightly, and then turned to leave.

……

When she returned to the tent, she heard bursts of laughter from afar, Ning Xiyue frowned, it seemed that it was the person who made her annoying again.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Xiyue walked in: "The courtiers see His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"Xiyue, where have you been?"

Seeing Ning Xiyue coming back, Feng Yici immediately straightened his face and said slowly: "You are not familiar with it here, it is better not to run around, otherwise I will be worried." ”

These ambiguous words made Ning Xiyue's heart chill, and she endured the disgusting feeling and said lightly: "I just feel that the tent is stuffy, and it is really a sin to want to go out for a walk and make His Royal Highness the Crown Prince worry." ”

"You seem to have a stranger between us."

Feng Yici had a gentle and elegant smile on her face, Ning Shandie was stunned when she looked at it from the side, and secretly thought, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also sees herself like this, then she would rather die!

It's a pity that His Royal Highness the Prince's eyes are always on Ning Xiyue, and I don't know what is good about that Ning Xiyue, so that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is like this.

Hmph, when she becomes a concubine, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will definitely see her good.

Ning Xiyue lowered her head, but even so, she could feel Feng Yici's hot gaze and Ning Shandie's jealousy.

Biting the corner of her lip, Ning Xiyue said softly: "The courtiers are a little tired, so go back to rest first, His Royal Highness the Prince, please." ”

When the words fell, Feng Yici replied without waiting, and Ning Xiyue pulled Rong Xia away.

Feng Yici's worried words were stuck in his throat like this, and he couldn't go up or down, which was really uncomfortable.

Glancing at Lu Wen, Feng Yici said in a deep voice: "Aunt Lu, do you feel that Xiyue hates me a little?" And the inquiries of His Royal Highness have always been to hide if you can, and to run away if you can? ”

This was asked by Feng Yici after careful consideration.

He is a prince, and he has been in contact with women since he was a child, which woman saw him and didn't pounce enthusiastically? All sorts of flattery? For example, Ning Shandie.

But Ning Xiyue is different from other women, and she feels like Feng Yici, as if she is very disgusted by Ning Xiyue.

The smile on the corner of Lu Wen's mouth froze, and he hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must have misunderstood, Yue'er is introverted, she always doesn't dare to speak when she sees others, and she is unfamiliar with the Prince, it can only be said to be a manifestation of respect for His Royal Highness the Prince, when His Royal Highness the Prince, don't misunderstand." ”

Regarding the seal and resignation, Lu Wen wanted to please both and nervous.

If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can be happy, then her position as the wife of the General Mansion will be just around the corner, and her two women will marry very well.

But now it seems that none of his two daughters is liked by His Royal Highness the Prince, but that Ning Xiyue, who makes His Royal Highness the Crown Prince like this, is really unwilling!