Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 157 Arriving at Qulan Town

Yu Wenzheng looked down at his empty chest, where the warmth of Jian Yunling's palm still remained, in a trance, as if nothing existed.

A heart seemed to be trampled on something, as if lost, but still calmly said: "Princess, you are polite. However, I think the princess must need someone with deep inner strength to practice with you. This king is not talented, and I would like to help the princess. .”

Jian Yunling frowned tightly, showing resistance.But Yu Wenzheng didn't seem to intend to ask her opinion, and said coldly and firmly: "That's it." Then he turned the wheelchair and got out of the cabin.

Jian Yunling's red lips parted, and the word "no" stagnated on her lips, turning into an ethereal sigh.

Their boat traveled on the river for five full days. Yu Wenzheng, as he said, insisted on practicing with Jian Yunling every day, sometimes for two or three hours, sometimes only for one hour, but it never stopped.

Five days later, the boat arrived at the ferry in Qulan town.

It is said that this is the place where the epidemic is the lightest among the hundreds of towns that have been infected.

As soon as he got off the boat, a hunchbacked old man in a shabby long gown on the ferry came up to him, bowed his hands and saluted, "I pay my respects to the lord and the concubine."

It can be seen from the official uniform on his body that the original color can no longer be seen clearly, he is just a small Lizheng, that is to say, he is just a village chief.

Yu Wenzheng raised his hand to avoid his salute, and raised his eyes along the bank of the river to look into the town, his knife-like eyebrows were twisted into a knot.

Although it is already early winter, the bleak scenery of Qulan Town still makes people sigh: How is this a popular place?
The eyes are gray and cold, and the fallen leaves seem to turn into powder when the wind blows.The bitterness of the river water and the stench of rotting corpses mixed in the air, making one want to gag, but it was stuck in the throat and could not be vomited out.

The surrounding area was so quiet that even birdsong could not be heard, so Lao Lizheng's hoarse and piercing voice seemed particularly abrupt in this emptiness: "My lord, you are here, hurry up and save our folks in Qulan Town!"

As he spoke, he shed two turbid tears, wiped them with his frayed sleeve, and immediately fainted a dark trace
Yu Wenzheng's eyes and pupils were as deep as a bottomless ocean, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, and he slowly opened his mouth and said, "What happened to the infected people?"

As if seeing hope, Lao Li immediately stopped crying, leaned over to his wheelchair, bowed his head and said, "They were all placed in a medical hut, and they were separated from the non-infected people."

Yu Wenzheng nodded thoughtfully: "Very well." After a while, he turned his head and told Fu Dongyun beside him: "I will go to the medical hut to see the situation of the infected people first, and you take them to investigate the situation of the town. Are there any people who are suspected to be infected, and if there are any, bring them to the hospital." The calm tone seemed that what he was facing was not a menacing plague, but a few insignificant Weak enemy.

"No, the prince can't go to the doctor's house!" Fu Dongyun urgently stopped him.

If the prince is accidentally infected, he will die and be blamed.

However, Yu Wenzheng's complexion darkened, and he glanced at him. Fu Dongyun was so oppressive that he buried his head and dared not look at him, nor did he dare to raise any objections.

And all of this, Jian Yunling saw it, and naturally understood Fu Dongyun's worry, so she stood up and said, "I will go with the prince."

Yu Wenzheng was taken aback and looked back at her.

But she saw a slight smile on her lips, like a green lotus blooming under the clear sky, calm and clean, as if she was not afraid of all disasters in this world.

(End of this chapter)