Yun Qiange glanced at Wang Zhi, didn't bother to say anything to him and left.

When she returned to the post station, it was almost dusk, and Murong Xi was asking people to bring a one-man tall God of Wealth Buddha to stand in the middle of the garden, just to see that the God of Wealth Buddha was made of real gold, shining in the sun.

"Put the incense stand here."

"Give me the red candle."

The man instructed methodically, and his gestures had his own grace.

The woman stepped forward, and her white jade hand climbed on his shoulder, looking like a good buddy: "Murong Xi, do you want to worship the Buddha?" ”

One of the cruel things in this world is that when you grin at someone, you get 10% disregard. Is this worse than scolding her?

I saw Murong Xi quietly move his body a few steps, took the incense candle handed over from his subordinates, lit it, and prayed silently.

His prayers were very pious and earnest, and the candlelight lit up his ugly face, which made people feel warm in their hearts.

After praying, he put on the red candle, sandalwood smoke, and walked away without looking back, without even giving Yun Qiange a look. Yun Qian's singing anger grinded his teeth, Murong Xi was really too much, super invincible universe big bastard!

The next day, Yun Qiange woke up, and as soon as she opened the door, she faced Murong Xi, who was passing by in front of her door.

"Early." The corners of the woman's mouth curled into a bright smile, like the morning sun warming people's hearts.

Murong Xi, who was passing by in front of her door, frowned, quickened his pace, and disappeared in a few clicks.

The wind blows, silently, how depressed.

On the third day, Yun Qiange was about to go out to run errands, and ran into Murong Xi who happened to be back at the post station, seeing that the two were only a few steps away, Murong Xi suddenly turned around, got into the carriage, and left.

The scorching sun was scorching, Yun Qiange was dusted by the running carriage, she gritted her teeth secretly, as the saying goes, there are only three things, she gave him three chances, Murong Xi, don't think about your aunt and grandmother in the future.

But on the fourth day, this oath of hers was broken, because ......

"Crackling." The test tube bottle in his hand fell like this, falling apart, and even the soil samples that he had collected with great difficulty were scattered all over the ground.

Yun Qiange's heart jumped: "You say it again, what about Murong Xi?" Where is he? ”

"Miss Wanxue, Childe has been confirmed to be infected with the plague, and the official messenger has arrested Childe into the quarantine area." The subordinate did not dare to slack off, and answered truthfully.

Quarantine area, once you enter the quarantine area, even if Murong Xi is not sick, he will be infected with the plague. Her fingertips tightened slightly, and she didn't even know that her nails were pierced into the flesh, and she hesitated in the flashing eyes......

To save, or not to save.

If you save, in this ancient time when medical technology is backward, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and even she is difficult to find a solution, this is not a matter that can be solved by taking a few injections and taking a few pills and staying in the hospital, if you can't save it, it will not only be accompanied by him, but also her own life.

"Got it, you go down." Yun Qiange squatted down, found a new vessel to hold the dirt scattered underground, and lightly let his subordinates leave.

"Miss Wanxue, then my son-in-law ......"

"I'll think about it."

After the next person left, Yun Qiange sat on the stool in a daze, this daze was several hours, and she finally broke free from the struggle for several hours, Murong Xi's heart was so dark, she only went to save her when her mind was funny.

This night, she had a long, long dream, after waking up, she was already sweating profusely, she couldn't even take breakfast, suddenly took the report, put the medicine box on her back, and left in a hurry.

The sun shone brightly, and she almost ran to find Wang Zhi, and after reporting the soil layer to him, she bought a horse in the street and galloped away.

Her back was already wet with sweat, her hair was flying in the wind, and she told herself in her heart: Murong Xi, he can't die yet.