This is a bamboo house built in a hidden mountain forest, simple and elegant, and the building is empty, and the furniture and utensils in the house have fallen a thin layer of ash. However, the most eye-catching thing is the large blue flowers planted on both sides of the courtyard.

When Yuan Jia and Ning Huchen went out of the bamboo house, they were greeted with blue eyes.

"This is?" Ning Huchen walked quickly to the clear flowers, the path of the flowers was as high as her knees, the flowers were like winged birds, pure blue, and the edges of the petals spread like wings were faintly red.

Yuan Jia said slowly: "Snow Rock Garan." ”。

"This is the flavor of the medicine!" I didn't expect it to be so beautiful, Ning Huchen turned his head and said, "Why do you grow here?"

Yuan Jia's eyes were like a breeze blowing across the lake, shining with sparkling light: "Before I experienced this calamity, when I was still Xia Yun, I worshiped under the Sword Saint Gate, and I left my hometown and followed him all the time. This is Master's abode. ”

Xia Yun had mentioned it to her before, no wonder when Jing Yu asked about her hometown, she blurted out Shujiang. I see, it was actually said by Xia Yun occasionally, and she was deeply engraved in her heart.

Ning Huchen sighed: "This sword saint is even more powerful than the flower god." ”

"Master actually doesn't like to play with flowers and plants. Yuan Jia walked to Ning Huchen's side and broke off one, and Xue Yan Jia Lan floated in his palm, filled with light blue light, and gradually condensed into a drop of blood-like red. "Do you remember the packet of seeds you gave to Xia Yun? ”

"Could this be this?" Ning Huchen's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and his breath became short. That night they were ready to go away, and she gave him a bag of blue iris seeds, and said, "We must have a little house of our own, whether it is a rough house or a bamboo building, and we must plant a large field of irises in front of the house." ”

Nowadays, there are bamboo buildings, flowers and plants, but there are no two people who promise this life.

Yuan Jia covered his hand, and the drop of crimson fell on a snow rock garan, rolling down the petals and falling to the ground. Ning Huchen looked through the flowers and leaves and saw that these snow rocks were all born from a piece of snow-white gravel fragments.

"Killed Zou Renjie that day and avenged the murder of his father, Xia Yun returned here, and suddenly felt that life was hesitant, and he didn't know where to go. Sprinkle the irises seeds in that area at will, and then kill yourself with a horizontal sword. Xia Yun's blood soaked this barren land, causing the iris seeds to transform and grow into these snow rock garans. ”

Ning Huchen gently rubbed a snow rock garan, and the fluffy touch was like a young man's shiny and delicate skin.

There is only one Xia Yun in the world, and his death has been exchanged for the only snow rock garan in the world. Nothing else.

She said sadly: "These can be regarded as the joy of congratulating you on your promotion through calamities." ”

"Snow Rock Garan, day after day, tirelessly blooms. If you want to collect the medicine, you must bring someone in the morning, and you need to shovel it up by the roots to keep it fresh for the day. After bringing it back, immediately dispose of it into the decoction. Otherwise, after withering at night, there will be no medicinal effect. ”

"Take it away?" Ning Huchen got up suddenly: "Humanity is so not good, you want to get rid of all related things?"

These Snow Rock Garans were nourished and grown with the blood of his life when he was Xia Yun, and they were the slush claws of his previous life. If all of them were used as medicine primers, what else could prove that he had come to the world, and what else could she have left to prove that she had at least had his sincerity besides memories?

Abandon the promised flower-viewing and drinking, and drum the morning bell at dusk.

Her eyes were full of anger, so hot that they almost burned a person. But Yuanjia just calmly accepted it, and his words were cold: "Entering medicine is their destiny." That's the value of their existence. ”

"Okay, Yuanjia Immortal Venerable is really merciful. It's just that I'm a demon, so I won't help anymore. Ning Huchen turned around, no longer nostalgic for the beauty of Xueyan Jialan, and swept away like a resolute bird.

Yuan Jia stopped on the narrow road between the vast expanses of bright blue, and watched her disappear in the distance: "It would be good if my blood could be exchanged for the merits you have accumulated. ”

Ning Huchen returned to the cabin, and Jing Yu brought people to see her.

She looked at the brown liquid in a white jade bowl on the plate held by the maid behind Jing Yu, and asked, "What is this?"

"The medicine of the imperial doctor has been completed, Zou Qing's condition has stabilized this morning, and he can already eat some clear porridge. In these days, you have also gone in and out of the places where the victims gathered, drank a bowl of medicine, and dispelled the sickness. Jing Yu personally took the medicine bowl and handed it to her.

Ning Huchen thought that this medicine was not added to the medicine, and I was afraid that it was still a little imperfect. But she is a demon's physique, and it is no problem to drink the poison in the world as a soup, and in order to appease Jing Yu's kindness, she smiled slightly, picked up the white jade bowl and scooped a full spoonful to drink.

As soon as it is close to the end of the nose, although the smell of medicine is strong, it reveals the aura of the mountains and fields that the earth is pregnant, and there is a trace of fishy smell hidden in it. If you sniff it again, you can tell that it smells of human blood!

"What's in this medicine?" Ning Huchen knew that this was by no means a bowl of poison. Her expression did not mean to be frightened and questioned, but rather a kind of sincerity that could not be pretended.

Jing Yu put his left hand behind his back and said with a gentle smile: "I saw that you have been tired and weak in the past few days, so I asked people to add a wild ginseng to it. ”

Ning Huchen gave the medicine to the maid, pulled his arm, and lifted his sleeves slightly, and his wrists were wrapped in two thin layers of white yarn, which were still undried blood red. Even the maid was shocked.

"Your Majesty, how can you trust human blood as medicine!" Ning Huchen's thoughts were complicated, and he was as noble as Jing Yu, why did he have no hesitation about a person who looked the same as himself?

There seemed to be a hint of shame on Jing Yu's face: "I didn't listen to the slander. It's just that I once took a blood ginseng of the earth spirit, which can resist all kinds of poisons. I thought that if I didn't catch the plague this time, it was the effect of blood ginseng. If you drink this bowl of medicine, you probably won't get ......."

How could she forget that when the Fairy came back that day, in order to keep Jing Yu from being suspicious, she brought an Earth Spirit Blood Ginseng.

Ning Huchen just looked at him fixedly for a moment, then turned his head and said, "I won't drink your blood." I thought it would be safe if I hadn't been infected for so long. ”

The exterior is as warm as water, but the inside is hard that no one can break, and there is a slight stubbornness that is difficult to refuse. This is the Ah Hun that Jing Yu knows.

For a while, he didn't know whether the person in front of him was the concubine Chen Yining, or Ning Huanchen, who had treated him sincerely in the past.

"Your Majesty, the general is not good again!" The guard hurriedly came to report and shattered the silence of the room: "The general can have some breakfast in the morning, and he will soon be able to walk around the field again, and everyone thinks he is fine." But just now, he suddenly vomited blood again, and his height fever did not go away, and he had a splitting headache, but he was very conscious, and it was extremely painful!"

Ning Huchen knew that the prescription developed by the imperial doctor now lacked Xueyan Jialan as a medicine, so the fierce medicinal effect would be unbearable for ordinary people.

Jing Yu asked, "Can the rest of the soldiers and victims use this medicine?"

"The imperial doctors saw that the general had healed before, so they had everyone decoction the medicine according to the prescription, and they all gave it to the patients to drink......

When Jing Yu heard this, he was very sad. Today, the plague is killing nearly 100 people. Only one last medicine is missing, and the plague will be over.

But she was reluctant, unwilling to erase the only proof that he had been to the snow rock Garan.

Another guard came to report the situation, and unlike the previous one, his face was uncontrollable joy: "Your Majesty, good news! There was just a victim who drifted along the river, and he brought two blue flowers with a peculiar shape, and when he saw that the plague was rampant here, he said that in order to repay him for the kindness of a meal, he gave us two flowers, saying that the medicine can cure the symptoms of high fever and headache......

Jing Yu hurriedly said, "Can it be effective?"

The guard nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "At that time, there was a brother who couldn't stand the headache and almost wanted to kill himself by hitting the wall, so he crushed this flower and poured it into the medicinal soup for him, and he gradually quieted down, although he was weak, but there was no other discomfort!"

Jing Yu asked again: "The military doctors can ask, where did the flowers come from, and is this person willing to take them to pick them?"

The guard's dark face looked a little embarrassed: "The man said that he also drifted to the mountain forest in a coma at that time, and saw that this flower was strange, so he uprooted two flowers." The exact location is really unclear......"

Ning Huchen understood, Yuan Jia still wanted her to personally lead people to eradicate all these Snow Rock Garans.

Yuanjia, do you really not want to leave me with any thoughts?

"Have you ever seen what that flower looks like?" Ning Huchen asked.

The guard recalled, descripting: "Shaped like a bird, petals like wings." There is a faint blood red around the petals, oh yes, the stamens are also red, red like blood, especially beautiful!"

Ning Huchen said to Jing Yu: "Your Majesty, I know. This flower name is Xueyan Jialan, which is warm and nourishing, although it is not more precious than the blood ginseng of the earth spirit, but it is also extremely rare. If I hadn't met my grandfather when I was young, I wouldn't know. This flower is rare, it only blooms during the day, it will wither at night, it has no medicinal properties, and it must be uprooted, otherwise it will rot within a moment. Without further ado, I'll take someone to find it. ”

Jing Yu was very cooperative, and ordered someone to follow her to collect medicine.

At this time, it was no longer raining, and there were faint signs of clearing. This natural disaster is coming to an end.

Ning Huchen watched as everyone pulled up all the snow rocks and took them away one by one, and some of the warmth accumulated in his heart in the past two days gradually passed away. An inconspicuous bright red lit up in her palm and threw it towards the bamboo building.

When Xueyan Jialan was about to be completely uprooted, the bamboo building not far away had obviously experienced the heavy rain for more than a month, but suddenly a raging fire suddenly ignited, and the blazing heat soon swallowed it up, leaving only the wreckage on the ground.

Since he doesn't want to stay, then don't have any thoughts left.

Ning Huchen's face was grim, and when he saw that all the Snow Rock Garans had been pulled up, he said, "Let's go." ”

The last herb was put into the medicine, and the plague was completely cured. To this day, counting the dead is exactly a hundred. The task of the plague god is impartial and completed just right. In the remaining days, the doctors continued to recuperate for the patients, while Jing Yu was busy with water treatment and post-disaster reconstruction, and could no longer pester Ning Huchen.

Yuanjia was still quiet.

A month later, Jing Yu's newly arranged officials were very good at dealing with the disaster, and the Shujiang incident came to an end, and the class returned to the court.