When I am connected with the prince of the same life

Chapter 167
Cheng Muqing sighed deeply, and continued to ask, "How did you control the plague at the foot of the mountain?"

"All... burnt to death," the man said.

"How do you know? Haven't you been here all this time?"

The man shook his head, "I was the first group to go down the mountain. After I went down the mountain, there was a flood. My brothers and I escaped that catastrophe, but not long after, the plague broke out. As long as you are infected, the king will kill you. The man was burned to death. We had no choice but to flee up the mountain... on the way up the mountain, my son was caught by the king. I... was negligent... didn't see..."

"You leave your son behind and go up the mountain alone." Cheng Muqing said bluntly.

The man trembled, his lips pursed.

"Heh~" Cheng Muqing smiled.

The laughter was full of sarcasm, and the man couldn't help lowering his head even deeper.

Sure enough, all of this was done by the king.Cheng Muqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

"Go back and rest." Cheng Muqing waved his hands, "I'll go find Dr. He."

The real face of the king has been exposed in front of these people, and it will be fun when the plague is over.

As she walked, she admired the expressions of the people around her.

Their expressions are very different, but they are all more or less angry.

For several days, the complaints against Xiao Hua among the people became less and less.And the words about Lin Wei are increasing day by day.Compared with the previous respect and admiration, now there is only cursing.

Cheng Muqing didn't have time to gloat, because the plague was severe these days, sometimes it was so severe that fifty or sixty people could die in one day.

For this reason, Cheng Muqing was physically and mentally exhausted.

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Today, the weather is fine.

Cheng Muqing went straight to He Qianyuan's residence.

The smell of traditional Chinese medicine gave her a headache.

She rubbed her temples and walked in.

"Wan An, Concubine Qi." The women who were boiling the medicine got up one after another and saluted her.

"You have worked hard, so you don't need to be polite." Cheng Muqing raised his hand to press down.

"Here we come." He Qianyuan held a piece of paper in his hand, with densely packed words on it.

In fact, since the last time Lin Heng came back and told about the dead rat, He Qianyuan had already confirmed that it was the plague.

She is still young, and she only knows about the plague, but has never encountered it.So it takes a long time to deploy the pharmacy.

Cheng Muqing didn't drop that person out to know how the plague tickles.Instead, I want him to tell the origin of the dead mouse, so that the group of people know who is harming them.To put it simply, it is to expose the true face of the king.

"The prescription has been prepared, but the current medicine is not enough." He Qianyuan said, "Although you have obtained a lot of medicine from His Royal Highness, there are very few that can be used for the plague."

Cheng Muqing remembered what the man said, there was also a plague at the foot of the mountain.

Thinking about it, the medicine has been used up to seven or eighty-eight.

She sighed.

"However, the last time His Royal Highness King Qi went up the mountain, he picked a lot."

"Then I'll take people up the mountain to pick it too." Cheng Muqing said.

"Princess, do you know herbs?" He Qianyuan asked.

"Hmm..." Cheng Muqing raised his hand and scratched his head.

Seeing her guilty look, He Qianyuan said, "Let the prince take someone there."

I have to say that Lin Heng's memory is indeed very good.

"But Ah Heng is inconvenient right now."

"According to my observations in the past few days, His Royal Highness King Qi should not have been infected." He Qianyuan supported his chin, "And I have always given His Highness medicine to drink these few days, His Highness should be fine."

"Really!" Cheng Muqing's face was full of surprise, she was actually prepared in her heart, she didn't expect that Lin Heng was not infected with the plague.

"Naturally." He Qianyuan nodded.

It has been seven days, King Qi has no high fever, and there is no problem with his pulse and tongue coating.She can naturally judge that King Qi is fine.

Immediately, Cheng Muqing swept away his sad face, said goodbye to He Qianyuan, and went to find Lin Heng.

The gentle wind travels through the forest, and the birds are flying and chirping.

As soon as she ran out of the tent, she saw Lin Heng standing not far away and walking towards her.

She laughed, and her pace gradually slowed down a lot.

"I'm fine." Lin Heng shouted to her.

"I know!" She couldn't hide her joy in her words.

"You seem to have lost weight again." Cheng Muqing grabbed his arm with a worried expression on his face.

"Think of what you think." Lin Heng said in a low voice.

"Oh~" Cheng Muqing laughed, and she slightly raised her hand.

The guards behind him withdrew wisely.

"Come with me." Cheng Muqing raised his hand to grab his collar, and pulled him towards her.

Lin Heng walked in the direction she pulled, his eyes amused.

Cheng Muqing brought him back to their camp.

Inside the tent, Jin Xi was folding her clothes. Seeing the two of them coming back, she was surprised that Lin Heng had returned, and then immediately realized that it was not good for her to be here.She lowered her head, bowed to the two and left.

In the empty tent, there were only two people left.

Cheng Muqing pulled him back to the room.

"Qingqing." Lin Heng put his arms around her waist.

"Huh?" Cheng Muqing grabbed his collar and poked around with his little hand.Pressing his chest, he was pressed on the bed.

"Heh~" Lin Heng laughed, "In such a hurry?"

"Well, I've been thinking about it for a few days." Cheng Muqing pouted, "Be a vegetarian every day."

"Me too." Lin Heng hooked her belt and untied it familiarly.

Cheng Muqing withdrew his hand, there was an extra veil in his hand, the veil was spread out, and there was a note inside.

"Eh?" Cheng Muqing opened the note, glanced at ten lines, "Do you still have this note?"

"Of course, you gave it to me, how could I lose it?" Lin Heng raised his hand, held her hand, and took the note away.

"It's just a note..." Although Cheng Muqing said so, his heart was full of joy.The corners of her lips curled up with a smile on her face.

"It's here with me, it's very heavy." Lin Heng refolded the note.

"Here." Cheng Muqing took out a purse, "Put it here."

"Okay." Lin Heng took it.

The purse is pure pink, there is no pattern on it, but the stitches are fine and the workmanship is good.

"You did this?" There was a little surprise in Lin Heng's words.

"Yeah." Cheng Muqing nodded, "How can I say, I'm also a girl from the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion, how could I not know how to be a female celebrity?"

Lin Heng stroked the purse quietly, with tenderness in his eyes.

"Thank you."

"Why are you polite~" Cheng Muqing gave a bear hug directly.

"Well... I haven't showered for several days." Lin Heng felt uncomfortable with the smell of sweat all over his body, fearing that it would smell on her.But when he pressed her shoulder, he realized that she had fallen asleep.

Upon closer inspection, her face was a little sallow, and her lips had a layer of white dead skin.

He hugged her distressedly and touched her head.

In his sleep, Cheng Muqing was like a kitten, rubbing the clothes on his chest affectionately.

After a while, Lin Heng turned over carefully and settled Cheng Muqing down.

"Huh?" Cheng Muqing narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why are you going?"

"Bath." Lin Heng leaned over and kissed her eyelids.

"No." Cheng Muqing gently pulled him down, then leaned on his arm, and pressed his face against his chest.

"Okay." Lin Heng was a little helpless, hugging her, not daring to move.

Cheng Muqing has been very tired recently, because of the common people's illness and her responsibilities to her and Xiaohua, her mind is a little confused.

After sleeping until the early morning of the next day, when Cheng Muqing woke up, he found that his body was loose and changed.

She pressed her sore head and sat up slowly.

A cup of tea was handed to her.

She took it dumbly, raised her head and drank it.

"Tired?" Lin Heng patted her head.

Her hair is a little fried and a little messy.

"No." Cheng Muqing shook his head with a smile, "Go to sleep and feel refreshed."

"Hmm..." Lin Heng took the bowl she had finished drinking, "Go to sleep, I will take people to the mountains to find medicine."

"Yes." Cheng Muqing nodded, "Then I'll help and take care of the patients."

"Just rest." Lin Heng said, "Leave everything to me."

"No." Cheng Muqing refused him, she stayed on the bed, and took out a set of clean clothes from her bundle to change into.

Originally, he thought that he would only stay in Bashu for one month, but unexpectedly... it has already been almost two months.

The two tidied up and walked out of the camp together.

After leaving the camp, the two reluctantly parted into two groups.

Mingchen stood outside the door with a group of guards, and when they saw Lin Heng, they bowed their hands.

"Let's go." Lin Heng said indifferently.

A group of people walked up the mountain mightily.

The mountain forest in the morning was still lingering with biting coldness, Lin Heng's eyes were sharp, and he quickly picked a few herbs.

A group of people scattered around, holding a piece of paper with herbs in their hands.

I searched all morning, but found nothing.

The guards held long knives and slapped the weeds to scare the snakes, while leaning over to look for herbs.

Here, no.

On the other side, no.

No, no, still no...

The sun rose little by little, and the air was humid and stuffy, making people breathless and irritable.

"There's not even a single herb in it!"

A guard suddenly broke out. He covered his head with his hands and squatted under a tree in frustration.

Lin Heng looked at him with a calm expression.

"My lord." Mingchen came to him, "A few days ago, a brother who worked at the patient's place caught the plague. He has a good relationship with that person, but now he is just not in a good mood."

"I'm in a bad mood, why don't you stop looking?" Lin Heng said indifferently.

"My lord, I can't find it at all!" The man looked desperate.

"You haven't finished searching for this mountain yet, how do you know you can't find it?" Lin Heng walked to him and pulled him up, "It's Princess Qi's guard, so you shouldn't give up easily."

The man looked decadent, and the hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists.

"Whether you can find it or not, you have to look for it." Lin Heng said coldly, "Otherwise not only your brother, but if anyone among us is infected, the only thing we will face is death."

The man's lips trembled, and there was more fear in his eyes.

"Let's go." Lin Heng let go of him, and led everyone to the depths of the mountain forest.

The people walked for a long time and searched for a long time.

Until sunset, there is nothing to gain.

The sky was getting darker, for the sake of safety, Lin Heng led everyone down the mountain.

Halfway down the mountain, Lin Heng saw a group of people holding torches, illuminating the mountain road.

And it was Cheng Muqing who took the lead.

Although her face was a little tired, the smile on her face was gorgeous.

"Back." she yelled.

"En." Lin Heng replied to her, and walked slowly to her side.

The people behind her were looking forward to it, but they were a little disappointed when they saw the few herbs in the baskets.

"Tomorrow..." Lin Heng paused, "This king will continue to search, don't worry. The medicine will be there, and the plague will be cured."

His voice was obviously very soft, but it was extraordinarily powerful, making people unable to believe it.

Cheng Muqing held his hand tightly, staring at his face with bright eyes without blinking.

"It's getting late, let's all go back and rest." Lin Heng said, "Have a good rest, and you can continue working tomorrow."

The soup and fire crackled, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

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"Did you find anything?" Cheng Muqing asked him.

"I found some." Lin Heng comforted her, "It will get better, and I will go to the deep mountains tomorrow."

"The mountain is dangerous, take this dagger with you." Cheng Muqing took off the silver dagger from his waist and stuffed it into his hand.

"Hmm." Lin Heng held the dagger, rubbing the lines on it with his fingertips.

The two walked back quietly, sharing what happened today.

Cheng Muqing didn't go well today, some patients refused to cooperate and spit everywhere, trying to get everyone to be buried with him.Not used to it, she drew her sword and stepped forward, cutting off the man's hair.With his hair scattered on the ground, the man became quiet.

The night wind was blowing quietly, and the two walked towards the tent.

On the way, an adult sat on a straw mat with a child in his arms, his eyes were empty.

The tent that Cheng Muqing led people to build was huge, and people inside the tent were panicked.

Although there is medicine to cure the plague, people still die every day.

"They live in panic every day." Cheng Muqing squatted slightly, and said softly, "This is not a good phenomenon... Ah Heng, tell me, what should I do?"

Lin Heng stood quietly for a moment, then said slowly, "How about we teach them how to read and write?"

Divert their attention?
Cheng Muqing thought for a while, "Okay~"

Go ahead and do it, and immediately, Cheng Muqing asked Jin Xi to prepare a piece of extra-long uncut rice paper.Then, he dragged Lin Heng into the tent.

Now more and more people are infected by the plague, and almost all the people on the seventh floor are infected.

Inside the camp, the people were crowded, and everyone's faces were flushed.

Cheng Muqing held his body upright with a dignified step.

A moment later, Jinxi arrived with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Mingchen took a few guards to move a flat wooden board and set it up on two adjacent trees.

Snow-white rice paper is laid flat on the wooden board.

"Ah Heng, is it okay to draw like this?" Cheng Muqing asked in a low voice.

Will it be uncomfortable to draw if the plane is tilted?
"Yes." Lin Heng nodded, "Don't worry."

He rolled up his sleeves and took the wolf hair.

Cheng Muqing grinded it for him, she grinded it very quickly, and the inkstone quickly gathered a puddle of black ink.

Holding the wolf brush, Lin Heng dipped some ink, stretched out his arm, and wrote a stroke on the rice paper.

The lines are slender and walk on the white paper.

The eyes of the people have been attracted.

The candle lamp was lit, and the gentle warm color fell on Lin Heng's side face, making his face obscure.

Cheng Muqing was dumbfounded for a moment.

Her husband is so beautiful.

After the last stroke was made, a loud voice suddenly sounded from the crowd——

"It's me! It's me!"

Everyone turned around to look, but it was a strong man.

With an excited expression, he stood up holding the young son in his arms.At this moment, he didn't seem to be infected with the disease.

The crowd was quiet for a moment, and immediately seemed to be boiling.

The man in the painting has a strong body and holds a young child in his arms.Different from the real state of the two, the father and son in the painting are smiling and wearing new clothes.

(End of this chapter)