Chang’an Peasant Girl

Immediately, Ning Wenxian sat by the bed and wanted to hold Su Chengyu's hand, but Su Chengyu quickly retracted his hand under the quilt in a panic, not letting Ning Wenxian hold it.

"Your Highness" Ning Wenxian's expression was a little hurt.

Su Chengyu said: "Gong Juechen is looking for a way to cure the plague, maybe it can be cured, the skin on my hand is broken and pus is coming out, you'd better not touch it."

Ning Wenxian immediately shook her head: "Your Highness, Wenxian is not afraid."

"I'm afraid!" Su Chengyu said loudly. "I'm afraid that before I die from the plague, you will catch it and die!"

"Your Highness"

"obedient."

"Yes, Your Highness." Involuntarily, Ning Wenxian smiled, the smile was full of sweetness, as if they were talking about love and traveling, and they were not in this horrible plague city at all.

Su Chengyu looked at Ning Wenxian with a sweet and happy smile, and secretly swore in his heart: If I can return to the Imperial Capital alive, I will definitely treat this person better.

Because of Ning Wenxian's company, Su Chengyu was in a much better mood than before. Even though the plague was still tormenting him, he felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to end his life immediately and die.

On this day, Qin Er entered Nanyan City, bringing in a lot of bluegrass roots, fifty sacks.

Xiao Changyi kept five sacks in the palace, and Xiao Changyi asked Meng Zhuqing to send the rest to the medicinal room.

Meng Zhuqing took the order to go out to the palace, intending to send the forty-five sacks of bluegrass roots at the gate of the palace to the medicinal food room, but just as he was out of the palace, he happened to bump into Tuoba Yao who came back from outside.

"Princess." Meng Zhuqing first saluted respectfully, then couldn't help but said: "This city is too dangerous, it's better for the princess to stay in the palace and not go around."

Tuobayao didn't say anything, just glanced at Meng Zhuqing coldly, and continued on the palace without stopping.

But Meng Zhuqing noticed with sharp eyes that the sachet on Tuoba Yao's neck was missing, and that sachet contained various anti-epidemic medicines. Immediately, he asked in shock: "Princess, where is your sachet?"

Tuoba Yao subconsciously looked down and saw that there was no sachet on her neck, she was startled for a while, then said flatly, "I don't know when it fell off."

Meng Zhuqing was so angry that she wanted to die. How can this thing fall!

Although she was very angry in her heart, Meng Zhuqing didn't scold anything, let alone show it. Instead, she hurriedly took off the sachet around her neck and gave it to Tuoba Yao.

"The princess will use the last general's first, and then find someone to make a new one for the princess when the general returns from work."

Tuoba Yao didn't answer.

But Meng Zhuqing didn't care whether he committed the crime, and forced it to Tuoba Yao.

Without talking to Tuobayao again, Meng Zhuqing stuffed the sachet into Tuobayao's hands, and took the bluegrass root to the medicinal food hall.

In the medicinal food hall, people infected with the plague died in it every day. When Meng Zhuqing went, two more died.

Meng Zhuqing couldn't do anything except to have the corpse carried out and cremated.

"Zhuzhu, you came at the right time, come here quickly, and help distribute some ice to everyone." As soon as Gong Juechen saw Meng Zhuqing, he asked Meng Zhuqing to help distribute ice to the patients infected with the plague.

Once the plague is infected, the first symptom is high fever. Although the bluegrass root can help slow it down a little, it is only a little bit. I am afraid that these people will be burned by the high fever, so I can only use ice to cool down these people's bodies.

And the ice in the ice cellar in the Southern Mirage City was not enough ice, fortunately, An Jing knew how to make ice with saltpeter, so that the supply of ice was sufficient.