On the other side, in the prince's mansion, Luo was bored lying on the rocking chair in the courtyard of Yeming basking in the sun, picking up a handful of hair and playing with it between his fingers, waiting for Yeming to come back.

A few days have passed in a blink of an eye, and the number of times Yeming has gone out of the house has become more and more diligent, from the beginning of the beating without going out, looking at her all the time, and now, if there is something to look for, I can't find anyone, and a woman said that she was very helpless.

However, she knew that Yeming went out not for anything else, but for the plague that had been blowing in the past few days, and it was said that it had spread from within the city, and just a few days ago, almost half of the chickens, ducks, birds, and beasts in the city had died, and even the living people always went from house to house to hang one today and two sick tomorrow.

And those who she worked so hard to save ...... Well, it was the beggars that Ling Xi worked so hard to save were also infected with the plague and did not survive, which shows how turbulent the situation is.

Some people even found out where she saved a litter of beggars, and insisted that the cause of the plague came from those beggars, and sprayed her with dog blood in front of the emperor.

Alas, lament, sigh, helpless!

As things stand, the two boys ...... I guess I won't be able to live, right?

Thinking of this, Luo is still a little sad, life is really so fragile and can't withstand the slightest turmoil?

"What's wrong?" Yeming didn't know when she had returned, and habitually took her gently into her arms from behind.

"You're back?" Luo Tiantian put away his thoughts and gave him a sweet smile back, "How's going on outside?" ”

This time it wasn't a trivial matter, she knew, it wasn't that easy to deal with.

Sure enough, Yeming shook his head and didn't hide it from her, "The number of people infected with the plague is increasing, and the imperial doctor has no choice but to isolate them first. ”

In other words, those who are unfortunate enough to have contracted the plague will only be given the share of death.

"Is there really no way to save it?" Luo asked.

Yeming didn't know how to answer her. Even though he is usually indifferent, as the prince of a country, he cares no less about the people of the world than anyone else.

It is his responsibility to protect the well-being of the people in the world, and it is also the faith he should have as the prince of a country.

"If you can find the ghost doctor Mo Yu, perhaps, there is still room for redemption." Yeming was silent, thought for a moment, and said.

"Mo Yu?"

Must be a very powerful person, right? Luo tilted his mind subconsciously and silently recited it.

"It's just that it's better not to get your hopes up too much." Ye Ming's sentence pierced the cruel reality behind hope, "Although that person is famous, but in reality, no one has seen his true face, no one knows whether he is a man or a woman, old or young, he has sunk for many years, and there is no way to know whether he is at peace now." ”

That man has a strange temperament, and it is rumored that many years ago, Mo Yu had retired from the world and no longer asked about mortals, and there was no news of him for many years, and no one knew his whereabouts.

Wanting to ask him to go out is comparable to ascending to the sky.

Hearing him say this, Luo Tiantian sighed helplessly.

It's a real headache.

She knew that Yeming's heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface, but she didn't know what to say, so she simply didn't say anything and didn't ask anything.

There are some things, she just needs to watch him do it silently, there is no endless way, she believes that he will have a way.