The daughter of the emperor returned to Beijing and got into trouble with the abstinent prince.

Chapter 116: Forest Fire
After dealing with these yamen runners, Yun Qianyi and Jun Yanci divided the work among themselves.

Nuonuo took Jun Yanci to persuade the people in the house to come out. Yun Qianyi was at the town gate, treating the patients in the town.

Fortunately, there was Nuonuo, who was originally the daughter of the mayor of the town, so most people recognized her. Especially after seeing her completely different, healthy and energetic appearance, they actively cooperated.

Upon hearing that Yun Qianyi was from the Tianqing Sect, everyone lined up obediently, waiting for her treatment.

"Doctor Yun, you don't know that this disease is contagious. If it spreads to the city, it will harm the people of the entire city!"

Seeing the situation come to this, Prefect Peng no longer concealed anything. He certainly knew what Yun Qianyi meant.

Looking at the bailiffs who had just been untied, his face was full of helplessness.

"Those who are sick should be treated, and those who are not sick should be quarantined. You are just imprisoning everyone here. Aren't you abandoning the people of this entire town?"

Yun Qianyi twisted his neck and tilted his head slightly to the right.

Jun Yanci's hand immediately moved to her left shoulder and pressed the sore area with a little force.

Prefect Peng swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice:

"For the greater good, I have to sacrifice the lesser good. There is nothing I can do about it."

Yun Qianyi raised his eyes and took a deep breath. This was Xiyuan, not Dongjin. Even if they wanted to deal with this official, it was not up to them to do so.

"Take these 98 patients in the town back to Qingcheng and place them properly."

Now that things have come to this, we still need to take good care of the living. This town has become a dead town.

Prefect Peng lowered his head and immediately ordered the bailiffs to prepare the carriages and start bringing people in.

While they were busy, Yun Qianyi found a few people who were not seriously poisoned and whose eyes were clear and their spirits were still good.

After hearing Yun Qianyi's question, everyone looked at each other and started talking in a few words.

"That man is indeed not very old, about thirty?"

"Yes, I was examined by him at close range. Apart from the scar around his eye, there is indeed no mole on his chin."

"The person that Divine Doctor Yun is looking for is probably not this person. But Young Master Yu did save us. He originally wanted to notify the people from Tianqing Sect to come over, but unfortunately, the fellow villagers were already terminally ill and could not be saved."

"Hey, luckily there is Master Yu who freed them. They are neither human nor ghost. If it were me, I would rather die than hurt my relatives!"

Having said this, Yun Qianyi felt the fingers on his shoulder paused slightly.

Jun Yanci thought he had concealed it well, but Yun Qianyi still noticed it.

"Thank you very much. I will give you acupuncture to remove the poison for seven consecutive days. Try to eat light food during these few days. It will help you recover from your illness."

After expressing their gratitude, everyone followed the carriage back to Qingcheng.

"Ayan."

Yun Qianyi held his hands, then stood on tiptoe, moved close to his lips, pecked him lightly, and then separated.

"compensate."

She still remembered what she owed him last night and kept her promise.

Jun Yanci took her hands and kissed her fingers.

"Who is Qianqian looking for?"

Yun Qianyi did not hide anything and directly said the man's name.

"Ji Wenchi."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Qianyi noticed that Jun Yanci's kiss on her hand suddenly became heavier. So, she asked in surprise, "Do you know him?"

But Ji Wenchi stayed on Ruishan Mountain where Tianqing Gate was located all year round and never left the mountain. Therefore, few people in the martial arts world had heard of this name.

How did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who lived deep in the capital, know this?
"do not know."

Jun Yanci coughed lightly and continued to kiss her fingers.

Yun Qianyi didn't think much about it and told Xuan Liu to get some water. She continued:
"Ji Wenchi was from the same sect as Old Man Li, the leader of Mingchong Sect, and Master Jianxian. But he has always been in poor health, so I have only seen him a few times. The last time I saw him was when Old Man Li personally put Ji Wenchi into the coffin and buried him."

Jun Yanci actually didn't have any impression of this person. He only vaguely heard his master, the Sword Immortal, mention him once or twice when he was drunk, and his words were full of regret.

"That's why I was surprised when Junior Brother said he wanted to look for him last time. Why would he look for a deceased person? However, he must have a deep grudge against Ji Wenchi, and he even went so far as to dig up the grave to confirm whether there was anyone in the coffin."

After Yun Qianyi finished speaking, Jun Yanci continued to analyze:
"Looking at the current situation, Ji Wenchi's death is quite strange. Maybe he is not dead at all."

His idea was the same as Yun Qianyi's, but the only thing that didn't match was Ji Wenchi's appearance and age.

"Ayan, even if you use witchcraft to restore youth, it's impossible to change the natural mark on your body, right?"

The old poisoner from Bi Hai Tang does know this trick, but how could Ji Wen Chi possibly use such an evil technique?

"Human skin mask."

When Jun Yanci was young, he once followed the sword fairy to visit a master who could make human skin masks, but it was not known whether the old man had passed on the skills to others.

With that master's temper, it might be difficult to accept him as a disciple. Perhaps you can ask him if he has seen Ji Wenchi in recent months.

"Is there such a thing?"

Yun Qianyi knew how to disguise herself, but that was in the end times. Even though she had all the makeup tools, it was somewhat difficult to do it in this backward fictional dynasty.

"Well, when we get back from Shangyang City, I'll take you to see him. That old man is not only skilled in painting, but also very good at drawing portraits."

Jun Yanci thought of Shen Qing's portrait, especially the facial features and eyes, which were so lifelike and many times better than those painted by the painters in the capital.

He thought that this time he would ask the old man to paint a picture for Qianqian as well, and then hang it in the prince's mansion for her to look at every day.

"it is good."

Yun Qianyi smiled, pulled her hand away, put her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips.

Her A Yan, worthy of being the peerless Crown Prince, was extremely intelligent. He knew what she was thinking without her having to say anything.

Jun Yanci put his arm around her waist, enjoying the compensation and reward peacefully.

This world may be big if you say it is big, but it is also small if you say it is small.

If it was really Ji Wen Chi, who could conceal his original appearance so perfectly, then he would definitely look for that old man.

Because there is only one person in this world who has such skills.

"Your Highness! Miss Yun! Something terrible has happened!"

Xuan Liu came over with a kettle, and a look of anxiety suddenly appeared on his usually calm face.

Yun Qianyi took the kettle, opened it for Jun Yanci, and handed it to him. She was about to ask something, but when she saw the thick smoke billowing in the sky, her pupils contracted.

This direction is the way they came. Could it be that the mountain is on fire? !
"Your Highness, Miss Yun, we have to leave here as soon as possible."

Meng Chen's face was also full of anxiety. You know, in such a dry place, if a forest fire breaks out, it will spread like wildfire.

Not to mention that everything will be burned to ashes, even this city will be lost!