Chapter 410
Everyone knows what having a fever means at this time.

Rong Lin had a fever, and he had a fever after returning from the northwest. Everyone can think clearly about the series of things in between.

He's a good hero, but—

Now, he can also let the whole mouth go to death.

After all, this is a plague, this is not an ordinary disease, this is a disease that everyone is talking about, it is the coming of the god of death!

Rong Lin was lying on the bed, Song Hui and Gu Ziye were standing beside her.

After taking the pulse, the old doctor prescribed a prescription, then looked at the two people, and sighed: "You two should stay away from this room, here..."

"The prince may be infected with the plague."

Guessing about this matter, and this matter actually becoming true, are two completely different experiences.

Song Hui looked at the old doctor, his eyes were red, he said excitedly: "Look again! How could the prince..."

"The prince came back from the northwest and was injured again. It is normal to be infected by the plague. The best thing to do now is to move him outside the city..." At this point, the doctor hesitated for a while, and then sighed, "For the sake of the city The people here, the general must make a decision as soon as possible, this is a plague."

This is a plague. This is not an ordinary disease. It is a disease that can infect a whole city if you are not careful.

"I……"

Song Hui couldn't say such a thing, let Rong Lin go outside the city and live with those refugees, isn't it just letting Rong Lin die!
He is a young talent!With great talent and great strategy, he can't let such a person who has the potential to become a young emperor die here!
Die in the Northwest!

"I go."

Just when the group of people were silent, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

Rong Lin's head was still dizzy, he couldn't even perceive what was happening around him, but... what they said made his heart sink.

He is going to die.

No, he didn't die peacefully, he was infected with the plague.

He took a look at Gu Ziye for the illness that everyone avoided, and she was still the same as before, calm and calm.

"I go."

He repeated that this was an inescapable decision.

For the sake of the people of the whole city, he must go.

In the midst of peace, Rong Lin decided on her own destiny.

dead.

An honorable death.

For the safety of the people in the city, die.

He even wondered in his heart, if, if given the chance, would he become a future hero.

If he was going to die, he would be most sorry for Zi Ye.

The woman who was implicated by him from the very beginning.

"Song Hui, this is an order, what should you do, don't I need to say more?"

Song Hui lowered his head, "Subordinate...obey the order."

Soon, a notice was posted in the city, saying that King Rong knew he was infected with the plague, and for the comfort of the people in the city, he would move out of the letter and go outside the city to recuperate.

Isn't the so-called recuperation means self-destruction.

It rained lightly that day, and all the people in Hankou City came.

A few days ago, I heard that the prince had an arrow in his chest and fell at the gate of the city in order to report the news.

this day--

Under all eyes, the triumphant prince got into a carriage and slowly walked out of the city.

That lonely figure suddenly made the person in the letter cry.

He is a hero.

Hero.

At this moment, a woman with a lot of money walked out of the crowd, she smiled at Song Hui, and followed the carriage out of the city together.

Gu Ziye!
(End of this chapter)

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