After a while, a maid came in and brought in a very complete set of toiletries.

Seeing that Qingjiujiu was already only wearing a middle coat, Shen Qu also took off his crown on the side.

Shen Qu has a good skin, his face is like Nuwa's extra kindness, although the jawline is sharp, but it is also stunning.

And Qingjiujiu shrank at the foot of the bed, and his face was a little tired.

The maid put down the basin and looked a little shy: "Do you want to serve the son and the lady?" ”

Seeing her like this, she obviously wanted to go wrong.

There should have been more than a stick of incense after they entered the room, and this untrained little girl must have thought of somewhere else.

But there's nothing to explain about it.

Qingjiujiu said casually: "Have you ever served other sons and wives in this house?" ”

The little maid thought for a while and shook her head: "No, after the house was completed, few people came. ”

"Then did you all go into the house with the same group of maids? Have you ever seen King Cheng'an? ”

These questions seemed to be too much to worry about, and the maid shook her head after hearing it and said, "No, even if the prince comes, we are not enough to serve." ”

Qingjiujiu pondered for a moment and nodded: "I know, you go, you don't have to wait here." ”

The maid thought it was strange, but there was nothing wrong with these few words, so she pushed the door and went out.

After Qingjiujiu cleaned his hands and wiped his face, Shen Qucai spoke on the side: "You still doubt Zhao Kangjing?" ”

"Zhao Kangjing, this person, was not once the guard of Jinling County, it stands to reason that he is famous, Ji Shiyan put him in this position, which also shows that he can trust his character, but I still think that the loss of a daughter in the city has something to do with him."

Qingjiujiu couldn't tell where her determination came from, she had no evidence at all, but her intuition told her that things had fallen to this point, and no one had been able to break the matter, which had something to do with the imperial court and even more with the local area.

Where have the captives gone?

The more confusing it is, the more bizarre it becomes.

"He didn't say a word, maybe it was because he told those shopkeepers, but there was no hope for the court to ask for help in the past few years, so he no longer had hope."

Qing Jiujiu shook his head: "No, if he really went with Ji Shiyan, he would know that Ji Shiyan is not a person who ignores the suffering of the people, even if he has more attention in the war a few years ago." ”

"You seem to be very sure of King Cheng'an?"

I don't know if it's another illusion of Qingjiujiu, every time she hears Shen Cheng say the word 'King Cheng'an', she tastes a little awkward.

But she didn't have time to go into this kind of detail with Shen Qu: "It's not for sure, it's for understanding." ”

She understands Ji Shiyan, this person is iron-blooded, if Zhao Kangjing enters his eyes, then he will not listen to the affairs in Jinling.

It's like he's clearly decided to die, but he'll still put everything in a position where he can control and manipulate everything.

Even if Yun Lang doesn't want to be the emperor, Mobai will become an obstacle to Jiangbei weaving.

But if Yunlang wants to be the emperor, Mobai will become the back of Yunlang's ascension to the throne.

He is dead, but the Northwest will not lose the battle with Shangyang, but will win the space for Da Zhou not to fight again in the next ten or twenty years.

Let everyone breathe.

Such a person, how could he not care about Jinling's life or death when he heard that it was in trouble?

There must be someone lying in the middle of this.

Maybe the truth they saw was not the truth, or maybe Zhao Kangjing was hiding a lot of things.

Shen did look at Qing Jiujiu, and he went down to the ground and blew out the only light in the room: "Sleep." ”

Qing Jiujiu shrank into the quilt, and looked at Shen Qu's silhouette with a little light shining in the courtyard: "Don't you have anything else to say?" ”

There is no light, this shadow hidden in the darkness, so that Qingjiujiu's frequent weird feeling a few days ago came up again-

This shadow, height, if you don't look at the face, it's really with the season banquet.... It's really too similar.

The shadow moved under the gaze of Qing Jiujiu, and he went to the couch, and there was a sound of the quilt, as if to say something.

But I didn't hear what I said.

She opened her eyes and opened her lips slightly: "Huh? ”

"I said people change." Shen did seem to have laid down: "Sleep." ”

There is a kind of magic in him, from when he said that everyone will change, to when he said to sleep, just like that night Qingjiujiu and he curled up in the bamboo forest and slept peacefully.

This night, in this Jinling Mansion where she couldn't tell whether the crisis was safe or secure, she also slept peacefully.

And a dreamless night.

At dawn, the first feeling when Qing Jiujiu opened his eyes turned out to be: this night was so peaceful.

The second feeling is: I actually slept so dead.

However, looking at Song Heyu, who was also stretching her waist and sleepy-eyed, she was obviously not the only one who slept so dead.

During breakfast, four people had a bowl of porridge each, and they looked around without saying a word.

Zhou Tingyue's expression turned a little blue, and he didn't know if he was provoked or what.

Song Heyu sandwiched a piece of sugar lotus root for him: "Come, make up for it." ”

"Take it away." Zhou Tingyue almost squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth.

Obviously, the two of them were not as peaceful as Qing Jiu Shen last night.

On the other side, Qin Shang and Wei Zheng looked at the four of them, and Qin Shang looked like he wanted to speak and was unspeakable.

At this time, a prefect ran in: "My lords, the carriages and horses have been prepared, if you have finished breakfast, we can set off immediately." ”

They were going to the plague area today, so they got up very early.

Waiting for the car, Qingjiujiu glanced at Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng actually knew what she was going to do in an instant, so he knocked on the wall of the car and asked the catcher who was catching the car: "What about you Lord Zhao?" ”

"Lord Zhao has official business today, so he is ordered to accompany him, and he will naturally come to meet him later when he is busy."

Zhao Kangjing, as a county guard, is normal to be busy.

When we arrived in the village where the epidemic was high, the smell of roasted wheat straw and mugwort leaves could be heard in the air far away.

Qing Jiujiu lifted the curtain and was about to go to the ground, but before the curtain was lifted, someone grabbed his wrist.

The fingers on her wrist were still cold and terrible, Shen did not know where to take out a triangular scarf, and did not shy away from it in front of everyone, and tied it to her face, just covering her mouth and nose.

The handkerchief was apparently boiled in wormwood water.

His hand wrapped around the back of Qingjiujiu's ear, this posture was like Qingjiujiu in his arms, and he could still ask about the cold fragrance on his body.

“.......”

Qin Shang snorted coldly and took the lead in getting off the horse, looking insulting.

After tying the veil, Qing Jiujiu greeted Song Heyu with a folding fan and watched a good show, and Zhou Tingyue did not have a good face.

..... Inexplicably, I feel that the pinna is hot.

Hell yes.

She was not unemployed, and Shen did not have physical contact with her, why did she have such a reaction.

And entering the epidemic area, just as previously conjectured, although the plague this time is menacing and has a wide range, it will not be fatal.

In the middle, Qingjiujiu and Zhou Tingyue understood medical skills, and they were busy all morning and had a general look at the patient's illness.

And Shen Qu and Song Heyu were bored all morning hugging their arms under the big tree at the entrance of the village.

Qingjiujiu had just handed over the prescription to the doctors in the epidemic area, and after explaining their methods, I heard someone say that it was time for lunch.

In the epidemic area, food is uniformly distributed.

Ying Zhu, who brought them in the morning, apologized and said: "A few adults have been wronged, there are no good things in the countryside, so they can only wait until they return to the city in the evening and then arrange good food and entertainment." ”

The meal was served in lotus leaves, which seemed to be touching, and the container could be discarded at any time when it ran out.

Qingjiujiu took it and thanked him: "You're welcome." ”

The moment she turned to leave, her smile dropped: "The food is poisonous." ”