Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 42 The Epidemic

When it was getting dark outside the window, Liu Cong knocked on Song Jinshu and Yan Cheng's room. Seeing that it was Yan Cheng who came to open the door, his expression changed, and his eyes were full of teasing.

"Young Master Yan has a good waist."

Song Jinshu was taking a shower in the room, the sound of water wafting out from the crack of the door, Yan Cheng blocked the crack with a calm expression, and said coldly, "Young Master Liu, what's your job?" In the

afternoon When we met, I didn't realize that the dim candlelight in the aisle would shine on Liu Cong's face, showing a tired look.

He didn't seem to have more energy to make fun of Song Jinshu and Yan Cheng, and spread out his palms, a white porcelain bottle lay in his palms.

Yan Cheng raised his eyebrows suspiciously, but did not reach out to pick it up.

"This is the medicine pill that my princess asked me to bring to you," Liu Cong rubbed his swollen forehead with his empty hand, "the herbs used to make the medicine pill were planted by my princess herself. In the afternoon, the princess saw Jinshu. There was a sullen look between his brows, so he told me to deliver the medicine."

Seeing that Yancheng was indifferent, Liu Cong knew what he was worried about.

"This medicine pill can recuperate the body with old diseases. If the body is weak, it will only benefit and not harm. What's more, my princess and you are the first acquaintance, he does not need to look at you." As he

spoke, Liu Cong endured it again . Started chattering.

"It's still for my own sake, so I'll take out a medicinal pill to help Jinshu."

Yan Cheng took a look at Liu Cong unceremoniously, and took the porcelain bottle from his hand, coldly. He snorted and said, "Thank you Young Master Liu for your kindness. In the future when Jin Shu's children and I catch Zhou Xijiu, we will definitely invite Young Master Liu to come."

After speaking, he closed the door before Liu Cong could reply.

Liu Cong, whose face was almost photographed, touched his nose angrily, and walked to his room while muttering.

"What a big jar of vinegar has been knocked over!"

Song Jinshu was swiping water on his body when he heard Yan Cheng closing the door and coming in, he turned to look at him, his shoulder blades protruded slightly on his clean back, and a shallow gully was squeezed out with his movements. .

Yan Cheng's eyes darkened, his gaze fell from his thin collarbone to the red fruit looming under the water on his chest. The light red hickey on his neck was soaked in water, like a strawberry freshly picked from a tree.

"Liu Cong is here."

Yan Cheng put the porcelain bottle in his sleeve, Yao Shaoqing really had no reason to harm Song Jinshu, but he didn't plan to use this pill.

If you use it, you owe Duan Wangfu a favor.

At present, the situation in the imperial court is in turmoil, and the checks and balances between the East Palace and the various forces are gradually disappearing. Duan Wangfu has always been outside the imperial court, and it is difficult to guarantee whether it will be involved this time.

Yan Cheng didn't want to be associated with the officialdom anymore.

In the last life, Yan Chi was implicated by Yan Ze, who entered the officialdom, and finally died tragically in prison. They could not even find the bones.

Yan Cheng didn't want to go through such an experience again.

He wanted to protect the people around him.

Song Jinshu didn't ask what Liu Conglai was doing, he stood up from the tub wearing a robe, the light gauze robe was wet and attached to his body, and the slender waistline was outlined, Yan Cheng could imagine it just by looking at it. His touch.

Yan Cheng's movements naturally pulled the person into his arms, disregarding the fact that his clothes were wetted by the water droplets on Song Jinshu's body, he gently picked it up with his fingertips, and the front of Song Jinshu's robe was lifted, and a large area of ​​skin came into contact with the air, causing subtle tingling. trembling.

Song Jinshu shoved Yan Cheng's front chest with little force, and then let Yan Cheng take everything from him.

In the wing separated from Yan Cheng's wing by a wall, Yao Shaoqing sat in front of the wooden table with a heavy expression, the flickering candlelight reflected on his face, and a trace of blood was drawn on his pale face.

"Is the Minister of the Household on the way?"

Yao Shaoqing helped Fu Yin's painful abdomen. The child was a little naughty. His entire lower body was numb with pain, and he almost lost consciousness.

It was completely blocked by the robe. If you lifted the moon-white robe, you could see that the princess in the Duan Prince's Mansion was sitting indecently on the wooden bench with her legs wide open, her inner thighs still trembling slightly.

His face was so ugly that even Liu Cong noticed something was wrong, so he poured him a cup of hot tea and put it in front of him, persuading him, "Your Highness is already on his way from Youdu, this is not up to you. The matter of the collapse of the Guangou can be solved when the Lord of the Ministry of Households and the Prince arrives."

Xiangyu Inn is next to West Street, and the Guangou next to a teahouse on West Street collapsed three days ago due to the continuous heavy rain for several days. , it stands to reason that the Minister of the Ministry of Housing should have come.

"The guards of Bianjun live in the inn, and the collapsed Guangou is only two blocks away from the inn. Once it is used by someone with a heart, Youdu and Bianjun will have to go to war."

There is also his uncle living in the inn.

"Do you need to pick up Lord Chu from the inn?"

Liu Cong was brought from Bianjun by Yao Shaoqing when he married from Bianjun. Compared with the brothers he knew in Youdu, he cared more about the family in Bianjun.

Yao Shaoqing shook his head, cold sweat gradually seeping out from his forehead.

"My uncle came with the Bian County guards. I picked him up from the inn. It is unreasonable to count him. He is now the general who leads the troops in Bian County, not my uncle."

Liu Cong sighed and was about to say something when someone knocked on the door of the wing from the outside.

The one who came in was the guard beside Duan Wangye Xiao Yize, the governor of the Imperial Army Fang Jun.

He saluted Yao Shaoqing with his fists in his hands, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness has already brought the Minister of the Ministry of Finance into the city. Your Highness asked me to give you a message, saying that I will not be returning to the inn tonight."

Yao Shaoqing's fingertips trembled and she lowered her head Eyes, slender and curled eyelashes concealed the dark emotions in the eyes.

"It's good to come, it's good to come."

Yao Shaoqing let go of all his strength, and the pain in his abdomen became more and more obvious. He didn't drink medicine for a day, and the toxins in his body were about to be overwhelmed.

"In recent days, there have been a lot of unregistered refugees in the city. The Imperial Army has arranged for them to be placed in idle houses by the Yanjiang River. But..."

Fang Jun paused, clenching his back molars, a handsome look. His face looked a little disgusting.

"How?"

Yao Shaoqing had rarely seen Fang Jun look so angry.

"Many of the brothers who came into contact with the refugees developed high fevers and developed rashes. The military doctors accompanying them could not see the problem and thought it was probably an epidemic."

Fang Jun has been busy with a small team of the Imperial Army these days. As the governor of the Imperial Army, watching one brother fall down one by one, I hate it.

"The epidemic should have been brought in by the refugees. I have already told people to lock them in the houses and not allow them to enter."

Yao Shaoqing's fingers holding the teacup tightened and loosened. On the cabinet, he said: "I will go to the house tomorrow to see, and try to block the epidemic as much as possible, so as not to cause a commotion."

"Princess, this is inappropriate."

Yao Shaoqing usually just leaves the house, and Liu Cong is afraid that he will bump into someone with a big belly, not to mention let him go to see those refugees who are likely to carry the epidemic.

The tea in the cup was fragrant, Yao Shaoqing raised his head and drank the herbal tea in one go, suppressing the discomfort in his stomach, and covered his mouth and retched.

"Prince Concubine..."

"This matter is settled, you all go down, I have to rest."

Liu Cong wanted to say something, Yao Shaoqing raised his hand and waved, looking sleepy, and drove the two out of the room.