Lu Bochu is sick in bed right now, and it is a mess outside, An Qien is also panicked, she wants to go out to stabilize the situation for Lu Bochu, but she has no identity and no qualifications, so she naturally has no right to speak.

Seeing that Lu Bochu was seriously ill and wanted to worry about this matter, the officers and soldiers who were humming outside couldn't be suppressed, and those people were afraid that they would rush into the palace when no one went out to preside over the overall situation.

After thinking about it, An Qien asked Lu Bochu seriously: "Does the prince really want to marry me as his wife?" ”

Lu Bochu replied without hesitation: "Yes." ”

An Qien's eyes became more determined: "Since Qien will be the princess, the prince can't go outside to preside over the overall situation now, so let Qien go, you can't let them all pour into the palace." ”

Lu Bochu hesitated that he didn't want her to be a weak woman to face such a bad situation, the infected people outside could do anything in order to survive, and it would be more than bad luck to let her preside over the overall situation.

"No, Ziyun should be fine if he suppresses it outside, you can't suppress this scene at all as a woman."

"Now people are panicking, my brother hasn't come back yet, there are few doctors who are short of medicine, no one has come forward to stabilize at this time, the situation will only get worse, the prince can only fight against the water now, we can't let them set foot on the palace, when the time comes, Qien will still be a dead end, the lesser of the two powers, the prince has no other way."

An Qienxiao persuaded Lu Bochu with emotion and reason.

Lu Bochu thought about it again and again and finally handed her the seal, and took the initiative to hold her hand, looked at An Qien with frowns and said, "I wanted you to be a princess and enjoy happiness, but I didn't expect it to be this irreversible suffering. ”

His hand was very big and warm, and he held An Qien's hand tightly in the palm of his hand, and An Qien's heart was like a deer colliding with each other, and he also firmly held Lu Bochu's hand.

"Even if you don't want to be a princess, you still have to endure the suffering, at least the prince is the man who recognizes me the most in this world besides my brother."

Looking at each other, the two seemed to have a thousand words to say, and after looking at each other for a few seconds, they gave Lu Bochu the seal to An Qien.

An Qien told her subordinates to take care of Lu Bochu, and she went out with the seal.

The maids in the house were all guarding the courtyard with sticks in their hands, and the three of them lit lanterns and followed An Qien to the door.

Officers and soldiers outside the gate are suppressing the people, because there are too many people to have no deterrent effect at all.

Ziyun pulled his throat and held the long sword in his hand and scolded angrily: "One step further will kill no mercy!" ”

Countless people outside were infected with the plague, and they shouted wildly: "We want to see the prince and give us medicine!" ”

An Qien asked people to open the door, Ziyun was taken aback when he saw An Qien come out, and the people infected with the plague were excited to rush into the house when they saw the gate of the palace open.

These people thought that the prince didn't care about them, and there was no medicine and no doctor, so they didn't show up for a day.

An Qien tensed her nerves, held up the seal that Lu Bochu gave her, and said loudly: "The seal is here for the prince, the prince is infected with the plague, and he can't come out to see everyone, I can understand everyone's feelings, now everyone needs medicine for their own emergencies, doctor, but there is no symptomatic medicine at present, and it will be useless for you to besiege the palace." ”

"If you disturb the treatment of the prince, the prince can't recover, the people of Jingyang will really sit back and wait for death, the prince has not given up on anyone, he ordered my brother to go out to buy medicine in Qiguo, and ordered the minister to go out to find a doctor, even if he himself is difficult to protect, he is still worried about the people of Jingyang, are you so right to make trouble!"

This was the first time she had pulled her throat and lashed out at everyone with great vigour.

These plague-infected people don't wear masks and hats, and they all feel like everyone is dying together.

An Qien then said with great momentum: "Who is distributing food to the people of the whole city? Who is building the canal for Jingyang, and who is building a children's home for the lonely and widowed children in Jingyang? Who is Jingyang after the plague appears, day and night to find a way! This is one thing for one thing, which one is not done by the prince! ”

"Look what you're doing! The prince did not take the method of burning the living, so that you were so presumptuous, do you really want him to order all the people infected with the plague to be burned to death, so that you can not make trouble? ”

"He thinks about the people in everything, and now he himself has the plague, and you still reprimand him for not doing anything to level the palace! I see who has the courage to do this, the seal is here, and those who don't retreat will be killed! ”

A man asked in a weak heart: "We can't help it, do we have to wait for death!" When will the imperial court come to our rescue! ”

An Qien looked at the man solemnly: "My brother, I haven't slept a single night since the plague appeared in Jingyang until now, either in disinfection or maintaining stability, or in buying medicine for everyone, until now he has not come back with his brothers." ”

"Jingyang's high-ranking officials, doctors, dead and sick, the rest of the people are still sticking to Jingyang, this is what you call inaction? They've been running around for you all this now, what are you doing! ”

Everyone was dumbfounded by the question, the crowd continued to cough and wail, and no one was messing around anymore.

Ziyun took the opportunity to lead his brothers to drive away the plague personnel: "Hurry back, otherwise you will really kill without mercy, don't make trouble for the prince!" ”

The people retreated one after another, thinking that no one would take care of them before making trouble, but now that someone is taking care of them, there is no need to continue making trouble.

Especially knowing that Lu Bochu also got the plague, if Lu Bochu was really killed by the trouble, they would really be left alone.

The people still remember that Lu Bochu is good in their hearts, otherwise they would not have retreated so easily.

An Qien saw that these people were retreating one after another, her tense nerves breathed a sigh of relief, and she felt like she was being evacuated, she never thought that she would one day preside over the overall situation like a man.

At first, she was still scared, worried that she would not be able to persuade these people to quit, but she did not expect that the result was much beyond her expectations.

An Qien quickly returned to Lu Bochu, Lu Bochu was lying on the bed weakly, and he was relieved to see that she was safe and sound.

At this time, it was already late at night, Lu Bochu took the medicine and became sleepy again, he told An Qien: "Thanks to you, otherwise my palace will not be able to keep it today, it's not too early, you should rest early." ”

An Qien sat on the stool in front of Lu Bochu's bed, put the seal on the head of his bed, and said softly and firmly: "I am guarding the prince here, and when the prince is well, I will definitely sleep well for three days and three nights." ”

Lu Bochu looked at her with emotion and distress: "This king is afraid that your body will not be able to endure it." ”

An Qien pretended to smile lightly and said, "Don't worry, I understand that if I am uncomfortable, I will go to rest myself." ”

Lu Bo didn't say anything more when he saw her insisting on this, and the strong sleepiness made him fall asleep without holding on for two minutes.

An Qien was guarding in front of his bed, taking the pulse once an hour, and she asked Agui to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for her.

Then An Qien recorded all the symptoms of the plague and made a summary, which drugs did not work, and which drugs had a slight effect.

She concentrated on sorting out these things, and before she knew it, in the middle of the night, Lu Bochu had a high fever again, and An Qien prepared a pair of antipyretic medicine for him again.

Lu Bochu was burned in a daze, and he didn't even have the strength to speak, he only felt that An Qien was feeding her medicine.

An Qien had just given Lu Bochu medicine, Bai Lu and Qingbi suddenly had a high fever and difficulty breathing, An Qien took the pulse of the two of them, and unexpectedly the two people who brought the plague purse were also infected with the plague.

An Qien's heart was even more desperate, which means that she may also be infected but not yet sick. She didn't have time to panic and hurriedly asked people to send Qingbi Bailu to the room to rest, and the prescription An Qien gave them was the same recipe that Lu Bochu drank.

Minghua stayed to take care of Qingbi and Bailu, and An Qien returned to Lu Bochu's ward.

Since going to the plague purse only delays the infection and does not exempt the infection, she feels that she does not even need to wear a mask.

But the moment she wanted to take it off, she stopped, she stayed by Lu Bochu's bed, staring at the man who was asleep on the bed tiredly, and unconsciously exhausted, she fell asleep on the side of Lu Bochu's bed......

She leaned her head and folded her arms on the side of Lu Bochu's bed, and the man raised his hand to gently caress her face through the white mask.

The numbness made An Qien open her eyes, and she suddenly realized that she was out of shape, and immediately straightened up, and shouted nervously: "Lord Wang." ”

Lu Bochu was looking at her sideways for a long time, An Qien saw that the man's face and eyes were very bright, and asked in disbelief: "Is the prince still uncomfortable now?" ”

"Sort of."

Lu Bochu's voice was as usual, and he didn't sound pale and weak like a patient at all.

An Qien nervously asked while checking his pulse: "Where is the prince uncomfortable?" ”

Lu Bochu deliberately teased her: "I'm hungry and want to eat big white rice." ”

An Qien's nervous expression gradually stretched, and his face was slowly full of joy and disbelief, judging from Lu Bochu's pulse, he had recovered!

An Qien asked in disbelief: "Is your body still sore?" Do you still have the strength? Is your chest still tight? Are your lungs still uncomfortable? ”

The interest in Lu Bochu's eyes became stronger, and his tone was low and hoarse: "Didn't you take the pulse?" Why don't you believe in your own medical skills? ”

An Qien really didn't believe it anymore, and he desperately wanted to know the answer in his eyes: "Lord Wang, don't sell it to me." ”

Lu Bochu stopped teasing her, and said seriously: "It's not uncomfortable, I feel very comfortable, what did you give me to eat last night?" ”

An Qien was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly said without answering Lu Bochu's question first: "Lord Wang, I'll go and see Qingbi and Bailu first, they are also infected and ate the same recipe." ”

After saying that, An Qien hurried to find Qingbi and Bailu, if this recipe was available, the people of Jingyang would be saved.

An Qien came to Qingbi and Bai Lu's room, and the two maids also woke up, and Minghua was taking care of them to continue drinking medicine.