He and Su Chengyu are both from royal backgrounds, but their fates are so different, Su Chengyu is cared about by so many people, and what about him, when did so many people care for him?

After Master's death, he has always been dependent on his sister

The more I think about it, the more sad I feel.

However, seeing that Su Chengyu's whole body was no longer intact, and he looked like he might choke his breath at any time, Gong Jiechen couldn't give up.

He originally wanted Su Chengyu to die, but now, he kind of wanted Su Chengyu to survive

This man is his brother

Gong Juechen had mixed feelings, and as soon as he checked Su Chengyu's body, he didn't linger long, and left Su Chengyu's room.

Looking up, looking at the lonely moon in the sky, thinking that he hadn't experimented with any good way to solve this plague until now, Gong Jiechen couldn't help but feel sad.

It's already a desperate situation.

No longer looking at the lonely moon in the sky, Gong Jiechen lowered his head and looked at the ground for a long time before he planned to go to the palace and return to the medicine canteen.

Ever since he came to this mirage, he has been living in the Medicine Dining Hall.

However, before he walked out of the palace, he saw Xiao Changyi sitting alone in the pavilion drinking wine.

Gong Jiechen hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards Xiao Changyi.

He didn't ask Xiao Changyi why he didn't see Jing Jing here, he just walked into the pavilion and sat opposite Xiao Changyi.

Picking up the flask on the table, he poured himself a glass of wine, and after drinking it all, he said in a low voice: "I can't deserve a solution to this plague, we are all going to die here."

Xiao Changyi's face didn't change, he didn't speak, and continued to drink the wine in his wine cup slowly, as if all this had nothing to do with him, as if he didn't care about all this at all.

"That's what you are." Gong Jiechen chuckled twice and poured himself another glass of wine, but he didn't drink it, but looked at the glass of wine in a daze.

After a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Is it worth it?" "Is it worth it to come here?

This time, Xiao Changyi spoke: "It's worth it." ”

"If" Gong Jiechen was silent for a long time before continuing: "If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is gone, will Xiyun really be in chaos?" ”

Xiao Changyi said lightly: "The chaos is just for a while, even if the emperor has no son to inherit the throne, there are still grandsons." ”

After a pause, Xiao Changyi said again: "Chengyu is the most suitable person I have ever seen to be the emperor. ”

Gong Juechen, silent.

Without saying anything more, Gong Jiechen just sat there, silent.

Even if Xiao Changyi left the pavilion, he was still sitting there, silent.

It wasn't until the dead of night, until the third watch in the middle of the night, that Gong Juechen left the pavilion, traveled to the palace, and returned to the medicine canteen.

Gong Juechen's room in the medicine canteen hall was relatively close to the backyard, and as soon as Gong Juechen entered the room, he didn't light the lamp, and with the faint moonlight, he walked to the bed, and then lay down.

With his eyes closed, Gong Jiechen didn't sleep, but was thinking: If Xiyun is peaceful and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, then his sister should be able to live well in such a country, right?

What's more, it was Su Haoyu who was wrong, Su Chengyu didn't do anything wrong, if he just let Su Chengyu die, if he didn't fight to the death in the end, he should regret it, right?

Thinking about it, Gong Jiechen fell asleep like this.

On the second day, by examining the body of a person infected with the plague, Gong Jiechen bit the finger of a person infected with the plague and drank two mouthfuls of the person's blood, which shocked the audience.

Gong Jiechen drank the blood of others, and laughed sadly in his heart: "Su Haoyu, I owe you in this life, I hope you will go to eighteen layers of hell after you die, and you will never be reborn!" ”