Chang’an Peasant Girl

Both he and Su Chengyu were born in the royal family, but their fates are so different. Su Chengyu is cared about by so many people, but for him, when did so many people care about him?

After the death of the master, he has always been dependent on his sister

The more Gong Juechen thought about it, the more sad he felt.

However, seeing that no part of Su Chengyu's body was intact, looking like he might die at any time, Gong Juechen couldn't help it.

He originally wanted Su Chengyu to die, but now, he kind of wants Su Chengyu to survive

This man is his brother

Gong Juechen had mixed feelings, once he checked Su Chengyu's body, he left Su Chengyu's room without staying too long.

Looking up at the lone moon in the sky, Gong Juechen couldn't help feeling sad when he thought that he hadn't found any good solution to the plague until now.

It's already hopeless.

No longer looking at the lonely moon in the sky, Gong Juechen lowered his head and looked at the ground for a long while before planning to go out to the palace and return to the herbal dining hall.

Ever since he came to Nanyan City, he has always lived in the Herbal Food Hall.

However, before he left the palace, he saw Xiao Changyi sitting alone in the pavilion drinking wine.

Gong Juechen hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards Xiao Changyi.

He didn't ask Xiao Changyi why he didn't see An Jing here, he just walked into the gazebo and sat opposite Xiao Changyi.

Picking up the jug on the table, he poured himself a glass of wine, and after drinking it all, he said in a low voice: "I can't find a solution to this plague and we are all going to die here "

Xiao Changyi didn't change his expression, didn't speak, and continued to drink the wine in his wine cup slowly, as if all this had nothing to do with him, as if he didn't care about all this at all.

"That's how you are." Gong Juechen chuckled twice, and poured himself another glass of wine, but he didn't drink it, but stared at the glass of wine in a daze.

After a long while, he asked in a low voice, "Is it worth it?" Come here, is it worth it?

This time, Xiao Changyi said, "It's worth it."

"If..." Gong Juechen remained silent for a while before continuing: "If His Royal Highness is gone, will Xiyun really be in chaos?"

Xiao Changyi said lightly: "The chaos is only for a while, even if the emperor has no son to inherit the throne, he still has a grandson."

After a pause, Xiao Changyi said again: "Chengyu is the most suitable person I have ever seen to be an emperor."

Gong Juechen, silent.

Without saying anything, Gong Juechen just sat there, silent.

Even though Xiao Changyi left the gazebo, he still sat there, silent.

It wasn't until the dead of night, until midnight, that Gong Juechen left the gazebo, went out to the palace, and returned to the herbal dining hall.

Gong Juechen's room in the Medicinal Food Hall was closer to the backyard. Once Gong Juechen entered the room, he didn't turn on the lamp. With the faint moonlight, he walked to the bed, and then lay down.

With his eyes closed, Gong Juechen didn't sleep, but was thinking: If Xiyun is peaceful and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, then his sister should be able to live well in such a country, right?

What's more, it was Su Haoyu who was at fault, Su Chengyu didn't do anything wrong, if he let Su Chengyu die like this, he would regret it if he didn't make a final desperate fight in the future, right?

After thinking about it, Gong Juechen just fell asleep.

On the second day, Gong Juechen bit off the finger of a plague-stricken person by examining his body, and drank two mouthfuls of that person's blood, shocking everyone in the audience.

While drinking other people's blood, Gong Juechen laughed sadly in his heart: "Su Haoyu, I owe you this life. I hope you will go to the 18th floor of hell after death, and you will never be reborn forever!"