The cold moon is like a hook, and the jackdaw crosses the branches.

The scorching heat of the day dissipated, and the cold of the moon was stained between heaven and earth, and only the rancid breath still poured into the throat, making people sick.

Shen Zhiyu drank water and ate some dry food, his face was much better, and he was sitting on the ground with his knees crossed at the moment, and he refused to leave with them even if he let Xu loosen his mouth and say that he was broken.

He had no choice for a while, he stood still, and glanced at Xun Yu helplessly, but saw that he was spreading his hands and looked helpless, a little depressed, and there was no way to take this girl.

Yan Zhao didn't have time to spend time with her, and lowered his eyes to look at Shen Zhiyu: "The girl lied that she was infected with the epidemic and refused to leave with us, is there anything else worth nostalgia here?" Is it worth it, when it is a person? Who told you to lay down your life to stay here? You have a little plant sap on your fingers that are green and yellow after drying, and the place of distress is still a pharmacy, you should know how to heal? "

He stepped forward slowly, looked at the woman buried in his lap, and said, "There should be people here, there should be a lot of them, where are they all hiding?" "

Shen Zhiyu saw that this man had deduced her identity based on only some small details, and knew that there was someone alive besides her here, so he raised his head in horror, and his black and white eyes went straight to the pair of peach blossom eyes.

is still gentle and affectionate, but the words he said are aggressive, being looked at by such a pair of eyes and suddenly feeling that there is nothing to hide, Shen Zhiyu's breathing is slightly suffocated, his face is red and he said urgently: "No one!" They're all dead! A lot of people died... All dead... They're all dead! "

At the end of the day, her eyes fell out of focus, as if she were caught in endless fear and inextricable memories.

Yan Zhao saw that her expression was a little abnormal, and he squatted down and raised his hand to gently caress her thin shoulder.

Shen Zhiyu got up one step ahead of him and left in a panic, but saw a soldier in armor in front of him, how could she escape as a woman? With tears in his eyes, he turned around without saying a word.

Yan Zhao understood that she wanted him to let her go.

But how does this work? Even if there was no one alive here, he couldn't let her fend for herself here, not to mention that he deduced from her expression that there was not no one alive here, and it was likely that there were a group of poor people alive.

Yan Zhao raised his hand to signal the sergeant who was blocking him to step away, and softened his voice: "Don't be afraid, girl, I am Yan Shubai, I will not hurt you, and I will not be in the slightest disadvantage to the group of people you protect with your life, they are all the people of Dayan." "

His eyes were gentle, his voice was gentle, Shen Zhiyu eased up in his gentle voice, and looked at the man in front of him carefully with hazy teary eyes.

The cold white moonlight shone on his angular jaw, cutting the boundary between light and dark, looking a little good and evil difficult to distinguish, if it weren't for those bright, gentle and affectionate eyes, she was afraid that she would not be able to avoid it.

These eyes are so kind and gentle, Shen Zhiyu looked at it in a daze, as if caught in a whirlpool that can drown people, he is so reliable that she involuntarily let down her guard and stepped forward unconsciously.

"Yan Shubai, the world-famous Seven Highnesses-"

"- I... Can I really trust you? "

Shen Zhiyu's dark and bright eyes looked at Yan Zhao fixedly, and asked such a sentence.

Xu Song and Xun Yu were stunned, thinking that this woman knew His Royal Highness? So much waste?

His Royal Highness King Zhao Yan Shubai, who in the world doesn't know?

It is the old man at the head of the village who has white hair and is delirious, and when he hears that His Royal Highness the Seventh Highness can take a few words, Yan Shubai's reputation is so great that only the notorious prince Yan Junyu can compare.

They are completely two extremes, although Yan Junyu was fifteen years old and put on armor to retreat from the enemy for more than a thousand miles, known as the undefeated god of war of Great Yan, but his iron-blooded wrists and harsh domination made the subjects of the world cry bitterly.

In contrast, Yan Shubai, who traveled far away at a young age, was extremely talented, and experienced the hardships of the people, and wrote Yan Shubai, who was an enrichment of the people, was more popular with the people.

Shen Zhiyu is literate and polite, and he has also read his An Minfu, and learned that the person who wrote such a piece of blood and worried about the people was a ten-year-old Xiao Langjun, who was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

It was only two years after reading the article, when she was only thirteen years old, and she was amazed by the depth of his insight and his long-term vision.

So, can she trust him...

Shen Zhiyu sweated on his forehead, his face became more and more pale, and he looked at the man in front of him worriedly.

"The girl is willing to believe, and the book will not be negative!" Yan Zhao's expression was firm, his thin lips opened lightly, his voice was like a pearl of jade, and he slowly stretched out his hand.

Shen Zhiyu looked at his outstretched hand, bowed slightly, and then slowly took his outstretched hand: "Thank you, Your Highness!" "

"Girl, can you tell me where the survivors of Chenjun are hiding? Don't worry, this is a dead city, and those people must not stay here. "

"There are not many survivors in Chen County, more than 100 people, the others are either not running, or they are dead, and those who survive are scattered all over the city, and every late at night with the sound of cats as a signal, they will gather in the Taishou Mansion in the city, but recently Chen County has come to several waves of unidentified black-clothed people, killing people when they see them, and people are afraid that they are hiding."

Shen Zhiyu led the way, Yan Zhao followed behind, passing through the winding streets and alleys along the way, and walked for a while before reaching a courtyard.

"Can these surviving people be infected with the epidemic? What do they feed on? "

Yan Zhao's eyes stared at the dilapidated courtyard, Shen Zhiyu was a little embarrassed, His Royal Highness's jade-like immortal standing in the dirty and dilapidated small courtyard was really a little undeserved.

There was no tea here, so she pinched the corner of her skirt and whispered: "Some of these people have been infected with the epidemic and can't live for a few days, while others haven't been infected, but they are extremely thirsty and hungry and don't know how long they can last." "

As he spoke, an old and weak voice came from inside the house: "Ah Yu, are you back?" "

After a while, the door opened and an old man with a hunched back came out, with a pair of white eyes lifeless, and looked at Yan Zhao and his party fixedly: "Ah Yu, are there any guests?" "

Seeing the old man come out, Shen Zhiyu hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Master, there is a guest here, this is the seventh son of the current saint, His Royal Highness King Zhao." "

The old man slowly stepped forward, slowly walked in front of Yan Zhao and stretched out his hand.

Yan Zhao bowed slightly, his wrinkled hands touched his face little by little along his arms, the old man seemed to be very satisfied, let go of his hand and said slowly: "You are a handsome and kind child, I don't know why you are here?" "

"The younger generation's behavior is the drought and epidemic disaster in Chen County, if there is still a living mouth here, please inform the seniors that the younger generations want to move these people to other counties for resettlement."

Hearing this, the old man laughed loudly: "If this is the case, Your Highness should leave early." "

Shen Zhiyu also said this answer.

"Senior, but what's the difficulty?" Yan Zhao was a little puzzled, why these people would rather die here than move to another place to find a way to live.

"Do you know that this epidemic is especially deadly for women, children, the old and weak, half of the 100 people who are still alive here are young men, most of their parents, wives and children died of the epidemic, and the remaining strong men are gradually infected with the epidemic, there is no cure for this epidemic, and going elsewhere is just to die in another place, and will bring the epidemic to those undisturbed places."

The old man sighed and said, "Do you think they don't want to live?" Do you know that people in other states and counties drive us like plague ghosts and jackals, and we will be killed before we get closer, and recently there are people searching for us everywhere in this city, and all those who live will be killed, and those people with black scarves and masks are riding stagecoaches! "

"Chen Jun has been abandoned by the imperial court, how can you save it? Why don't we not see us, we people may survive drought, famine and disease. "

Yan Zhao's heart was terrified, according to what his predecessors said, it was the imperial court who didn't want them to live, and who were those who rode stagecoaches with black scarves?

dared to kill the people under the situation that the emperor ordered the counties of Jinan to be relieved.

didn't allow him to think too much, so the old man was supported by Shen Zhiyu and wanted to enter the house.

"Seniors, the younger generations do have their hearts, it is to help the victims in the south, and the people of Chen County are also on the list, and please believe in the seniors, the younger generations will live up to the trust and give an explanation to the people of Chen County!"

"The people are long, the hearts of the people are unpredictable, we people are now afraid of all ghosts, and we can't be killed, does Your Highness really want to be the enemy of the world for those of us who can't live for a few days?"

The old man stopped and turned around and sighed.

"Seniors, the people of Chen County are also the people of Dayan, and the younger generations will do what they say and live up to their expectations!"