Chang’an Peasant Girl

Gong Juese managed to stop her tears, so she cried again: "You are already infected with the plague, how can it be cured?"

Gong Juechen said: "I tried the medicine myself to cure this plague. Now that you are here, I have to cure it. I don't want you to die here. I promised Master that I will take good care of you , if you die here with me, how can I have the face to see Master and his old man after I die."

"Brother Ke, you..." Looking at her brother's pus-filled appearance, Gong Juese really felt so uncomfortable.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry." Gong Juechen reassured. "I told you just now that I am trying medicine with my own body. I am measured and will not let anything happen to me. Well, you and Jing Jing go to the palace and don't stay here with me. I am too dangerous , almost all those infected with the plague are in this medicine hall. Don't make me worry, just stay in the palace obediently, so that I can try out the medicine sooner."

Gong Juese didn't say that she would stay obediently in the palace, but said: "Then I'll go to the palace to make you blue flower cakes, and when the cakes are ready, I'll bring them to you to eat."

Gong Juechen was very moved, "Are you still here for Zakufu Lanhua?"

"Yeah, I folded quite a lot, and I folded them on the mountain outside the city. Don't you like to eat these cakes, so I thought about folding some to make for you." Saying that, Gong Juese He also opened the cloth bag and let Gong Juechen see the Fulan flower in the bag.

Gong Juechen looked at the Fulanhua in the cloth bag, and understood that his sister wanted him to eat his favorite food once before he died, he was moved and sad: "You just have someone bring it to me when the time comes. Don't use it."

Gong Juese didn't say whether she would come or not, but went to the palace with An Jing with a cloth bag.

As soon as he arrived at the palace, Gong Juese started making Fulanhua cakes.

An Jing thought that she was fine, so she started helping Gong Jue Se in the kitchen.

"This is Fulanhua?" An Jing watched as Gong Juese poured all the Fulanhuas in the bag onto the table.

Fulan flowers are blue, the flowers are very small, each has only five petals, the stems are very thin, and the leaves are also very thin.

The leaves are not only thin, but also long.

There seem to be a lot of white fine hairs growing on the stems.

Jing Jing doesn't know this kind of flower, neither in modern times nor here, she has never seen this kind of flower. Of course, she had never heard of this kind of flower.

"Yes," Gong Juese nodded, "This is Fulanhua."

Quietly said: "I have never heard of it."

Gong Juese plucked the petals of the Fulan flower and put it in the pot, and said: "This Fulan flower is named by my master. Only my brother and I know this name. Of course you have never heard of it. But in fact, this The flower is a wild flower on the mountain in the southern mirage, and there is no other place. Now is the season when the wild flower is in full bloom. At the beginning, my brother and I lived with my master on the mountain. Whenever this time, my master likes to take the petals of this flower. Come to make cakes, not only my master himself likes to eat cakes made of flowers, but also my brother and I like to eat."

I understand quietly. It turned out to be a wild flower that grows on the hills around the Mirage.

Gong Juese continued: "My brother just likes to deceive people, and I am always deceived by him. I came here as soon as I learned that he was infected with the plague. One is to blame myself, and the other is to see him for the last time. If it was before, he Said he could cure the plague, I believe, but now"

As he was talking, Gong Juese suddenly fell silent. After a long silence, he shook his head and said in a low voice, "I don't believe it."

Listening quietly, I feel very uncomfortable.