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"Brother! Did you hear that? I'll find my family soon!" Xiaoyue was overjoyed when she heard the words, and her first reaction was to grab Gao Yao's sleeve to share this rare joy.

"Well, this is really great, brother is really happy for you."

It has been three years since Gao Yao fell into the Qin Dynasty, and he misses his sister all the time. The people from Beiyan Mountain have not returned for a long time, and he does not know when he will be able to return to modern times. He is almost desperate when he hears that Xiaoyue has a chance to reunite with her relatives. happy.

But in addition to being happy, there is also a trace of confusion in my heart.

And me? When can I reunite with Gao Lan?

Shaking his head, shaking off the thoughts in his heart, Gao Yao turned to look at Xiang Yu, bowed to him, and said sincerely: "So, I will trouble Brother Xiang."

In the main hall of the imperial palace, there are high steps.

Ying Zheng sat in front of the seat and listened to Li Si's report on the law reform. Suddenly a guard came from outside the door and told the imperial servant, Eunuch Ogawa, to invite a miracle doctor from outside the palace to relieve the plague.

A gleam flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, and a triumphant smile curled up on the corner of his mouth. He waved his hand to signal Li Si to step down, got up and walked down the steps, and passed through the center of the hall under the suspicious eyes of many courtiers, and greeted him at the door.

The plague broke out in the palace, and once it spreads, it will definitely endanger the safety of His Majesty and the prince. Therefore, after being surprised, all the officials 'understand' why His Majesty is anxious. Let's see which miraculous doctor this 'Eunuch Xiaochuan' invited.

Looking from a distance, two people came up the long stone steps. The one leading the way was a handsome young man dressed as an eunuch, and behind him was a slovenly old man with a gray beard and a gourd on his shoulder.

But regardless of this person's identity, just looking at the other party's attire, he looks like a reclusive expert.

All the ministers looked at each other, then nodded secretly, a little more confidence in their hearts for no reason.

It is different from these ministers who "judg people by their appearance".

Ying Zheng, who walked to the door and planned to salute the corporal, gradually froze his smug smile.

‘Shenxian Zhou’s hair is gray? '

'Isn't it right? Why not him? '

'Who is this old man? Aren't you from Zhouji? Why not ask him? '

Seeing Yi Xiaochuan getting closer, Ying Zheng's face became more and more ugly.

The veins on the back of the hand clutching the sword hilt bulged, suppressing the coldness in his heart, Ying Zheng stepped out of the threshold and stopped in mid-air with one foot, and slowly retracted into the door.

"Your Majesty, this senior Cui Wenzi is a genius doctor in the world, and he will definitely be able to relieve the plague."

"Oh~ Since you have so much faith in this person, then enter the temple with him and heal."

There was no fluctuation in Ying Zheng's tone, he glanced at Yi Xiaochuan and Cui Wenzi indifferently, waved his sleeves, turned and left.

"Your Majesty came to the door specially to welcome us?" Yi Xiaochuan looked at the back of the other party leaving in doubt, a little confused.

Cui Wenzi shook his head and smiled wryly, took a sip from the gourd, and said faintly, "Maybe I picked up the wrong person?"

Another servant in front of the imperial court came quickly from the direction Ying Zheng left, coughed lightly, and raised his head and said, "Your Majesty has ordered that the plague in the palace is serious, and all the manpower and material resources of the Royal Medical Office will be temporarily dispatched by Eunuch Xiao Chuan and Doctor Cui until the plague comes." After the release, we will reward the merit of recommendation."

After the valet announced the oral order, he chased after His Majesty, Yi Xiaochuan opened his mouth but still didn't stop him.

Sacred will is unpredictable, although Yi Xiaochuan couldn't understand what His Majesty's move was, but for him, the most important thing right now was to rescue Princess Yushu as soon as possible.

It has been ten days since the outbreak of the plague, and the Palace of Yumeiren still doesn't know what's going on, so Yi Xiaochuan can only pray silently in his heart, praying that Yushu will be healthy.

Human life is a matter of heaven, and there is no room for delay.

Yi Xiaochuan dragged Cui Wenzi all the way to the front of the side hall, seeing another palace lady carried out from the door, his heart became more and more anxious.

Cui Wenzi tore a rag to cover his mouth and nose, stepped forward to check the cause of the maid's death, glanced at Yi Xiaochuan and said: "Although this disease is dangerous, it is not without medicine. The old man has a medicine that can heal one person, but If you want to treat more patients, you need to refill the medicine.”

Yi Xiaochuan said without even thinking about it: "Miraculous doctor Cui is willing to help, Xiaochuan is very grateful in his heart, how dare he think that the miracle doctor will take risks with me, otherwise, I will go to the palace to save people first, and the miracle doctor will prepare new medicines in the Imperial Medical Office. How about sending it into the palace through the wall every day?"

"It's absolutely impossible." Cui Wenzi frowned, "I know you are eager to save people, but if you enter the side hall rashly like this, I'm afraid that before the people can be saved, you will get sick instead."

The corner of Yi Xiaochuan's mouth curled into a smirk that he hadn't shown for a long time, he beat his shoulder, and said proudly: "It's okay, what kind of vaccinations have I never had since I was a child? My body is full of various antibodies, and the mere plague is not enough. For fear."

Cui Wenzi was taken aback when he heard the words, looked at Yi Xiaochuan's smug look, and said quietly: "You seem to be a little different?"

The ruffian smile on Yi Xiaochuan's face froze, and then returned to normal, holding Cui Wenzi's shoulders, shaking his drooping hair, and said with a smile: "Maybe you have experienced a trough and saw the light again? Old Cui, you This is the last straw I can grab now, and I hope it's all in your hands. Please~"

Although Yi Xiaochuan sighed softly, there seemed to be a deeper meaning in his eyes.

'bottom', 'straw', 'brightness', 'hope'

Taking the medicine bag that Cui Wenzi handed him, Yi Xiaochuan looked at the slowly opened door, and just stepped up the steps, but seemed to think of something, looked down at the eunuch uniform on his body, and quickly took it off.

Under the surprised eyes of the guards around him, he changed into a sackcloth, covered his mouth and nose with a silk cloth, and stepped into the gate of the side hall with a determined face.

One step to the world, one step to hell.

As the door babbles and closes, Yi Xiaochuan seems to have come to a world isolated from the world, where there are dead bodies all over the ground, and the ground is full of wailing.

What's more, he didn't even have the strength to howl, and could only lie quietly in a corner of the corridor, waiting to die in despair.

A trace of grief and pity flashed in his eyes, Yi Xiaochuan walked through the corridor carefully, avoiding touching others as much as possible, and when he came to the main hall, he seemed to realize that someone was passing by. He sat up in shock, hugged his calf, and begged hissingly: "Please, help me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die"

Yi Xiaochuan tightly clutched the medicine bag in his bosom, and pulled his calf away a little bit unbearably, just when he was about to say something, he heard a light cough coming from the hall, Yushu said a little weakly: "Who is outside?"

"It's me." Yi Xiaochuan lowered his head and said softly 'I'm sorry', then pushed open the door, and as soon as he entered the side hall, he saw a familiar figure behind the screen, struggling to get up from the bed.

The screen as thin as cicada's wings covered the opponent's appearance, but it also showed the opponent's increasingly thin body.

I haven't seen him for more than ten days, and the body shape in my memory has deviated from the reality. Yi Xiaochuan couldn't help feeling distressed and guilty, and hurried around the screen to help Princess Yushu who almost fell down.

"careful."

"Why are you here? It's dangerous here, cough, hurry up, go~" Suddenly being touched by a man, Yushu subconsciously twisted her shoulders, trying to avoid Yi Xiaochuan's support, and after seeing the person coming, Pushing anxiously, "I have been infected a few days ago, staying here will infect you."

"Come here, it's useless to want to leave now." Yi Xiaochuan showed a slight smile, shook the medicine bag in his hand and said, "What's more, I'm here to find you."

Yushu glanced at the medicine bag in Yi Xiaochuan's hand, frowned and said, "What are these?"

"Guess what?" Yi Xiaochuan looked at Yu Shu's worried eyes, his smile slightly restrained, and he explained, "I know a genius doctor outside the palace, and he has seen similar plagues before, and these medicine bags are for this Potion to cure the plague."

As Yi Xiaochuan said, he couldn't help thinking of the patient lying in the yard, and the maid who just hugged his calf at the door for help, and felt a little heavy in his heart.

"Unfortunately, the dispensing of medicines is too scarce, so Doctor Cui only has this soup in his hands." Yi Xiaochuan said seriously, "But don't worry, His Majesty has ordered the Imperial Medical Office to prepare for him. I believe there will be more soon. If the decoction is brought here, everyone in the side hall will be saved."

"Is that true?" Yu Shu heard the words, finally showing a bit of joy on his face, looked at the medicine bag in Yi Xiaochuan's hand, hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "I just got infected, and the condition is not very serious. Since your hand There is only this decoction in the house, so let’s help the seriously ill people in the temple first?”

Yi Xiaochuan looked at Yushu in surprise, and seeing her sincere eyes without any fake looks, he felt more and more pity in his heart.

Yi Xiaochuan looked at Yushu, and said seriously, "This soup is specially prepared for you. Others in the palace will send more medicines for treatment when the Imperial Medical Office prepares them."

Yushu raised his eyes to meet Yi Xiaochuan's eyes, and a touch of emotion and resistance flashed in his clear eyes.

What was touching was that she could feel that Yi Xiaochuan had a different feeling for her.

The reason for the resistance is precisely because of this feeling.

She is the woman of the emperor of Qin, and her words and deeds are also related to the peace and stability of the Tu'an tribe.

With such a status, how could she respond to Yi Xiaochuan's affection for her?

What's more, she has already met two people who have this affection for her.

Even though Yi Xiaochuan distracted her more than General Meng Tian and General Jin, this excitement still couldn't make her face this feeling directly.

Noticing Yu Shu's uncertain face, Yi Xiaochuan thought that the other party's illness had relapsed, so he hurried to find the medicine stove to help her cook the soup.

One day, two days.

Yushu's complexion gradually improved, but his attitude towards Yi Xiaochuan was still resistant and indifferent.

Yi Xiaochuan didn't take it seriously, as early as the day when he first met, the moonlight shining on Yu Shu's body had already been deeply imprinted in his heart.

This was a feeling that even Gao Lan had never experienced with his previous twenty-two girlfriends.

Three days, four days, five days.

The medicine packs are worth five days. From the third day, Yushu's condition has been mostly cured.

She breathed a sigh of relief and didn't notice that Yi Xiaochuan, who was pouring water and decocting medicine for her, was looking worse and worse after being busy all day in the palace.

On the fifth day, Yushu looked at the last bowl of soup brought by Yi Xiaochuan, sighed and said, "It's been five days, and I don't know if the medicine at the Imperial Medical Office has been prepared, why is it so late Send it?"

Yi Xiaochuan coughed lightly, shook his heavy head, and said with a wry smile: "I don't know what this old Cui is doing outside? Maybe it will be sent in these two days?"

As he spoke, he sat on the bedside, stirred the soup in the bowl, took a spoonful of Chaoyu, rinsed it with a smile and said, "Don't be emotional, drink the medicine while it's hot?"

"I'm almost healed, why don't you do it by yourself?" Yu Shu hesitated, reaching out to take the spoon and medicine bowl in Yi Xiaochuan's hand, just when his fingertips were about to touch the edge of the bowl, the medicine bowl came out Yi Xiaochuan fell from his hand, the porcelain bowl shattered, and the spilled soup splashed everywhere. With Yushu's exclamation, Yi Xiaochuan slipped from the bed and sat unconscious on the bed.

"Are you alright?" Yushu regained his composure, and hurriedly helped Yi Xiaochuan up, but when he touched his skin, he felt astonishingly hot, and when he looked at his face, he saw a very familiar pale color .

After staying in the side hall for more than ten days, Yu Shu, who had seen and contracted the plague himself, suddenly understood.

An indescribable panic rose from the bottom of his heart, Yu Shu panicked and helped Yi Xiaochuan to the bed, turned around and pulled the medicine bag that had been used up long ago, trying to piece together the remaining debris from the hemp paper, but it was not enough to reach the nail cap How can the small and large pieces of medicine dregs be enough to cook another bowl of soup?

"Come on! Come on!" Yushu suddenly remembered that Yi Xiaochuan told her that the doctor Cui he had invited was dispensing medicine at the Imperial Medical Office. Judging from the efficacy of the soup she took, it was indeed miraculous in curing the plague.

So he hurriedly got up, Yushu walked all the way to the gate of the courtyard, slammed on the gate desperately and said: "Someone in the palace is sick again! Come quickly!!"

The imperial guards outside the hall had long been accustomed to calling for help from inside the hall. Even though they couldn't bear it, they knew that this matter was not something they could solve.

It wasn't until one of them heard Yumei's voice that they responded: "Your Highness, don't worry, the Imperial Medical Office is preparing a decoction for this, and it will be delivered to Your Highness in a few days."

How many days? How long is a few days? Human life is at stake, so how long can you take care of it?

Yushu returned to the palace in a daze, at this time Yi Xiaochuan had woken up, was leaning on the couch with his arms propped up, and looked at her with a naughty smile, "Look, I just said, I will send you off in a few days." coming."

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Yushu couldn't help but feel a little wet, a little guilty and a little annoyed, "It's all my fault, I should have noticed earlier, if I had noticed earlier that you were infected by me."

"So what if I know? You still want to share the medicine with me?" Yi Xiaochuan shook his head with a smile, and said softly: "The teacher taught me to follow the doctor's orders since I was a child, but unfortunately I spilled a bowl in the end, and I don't know how to drink less. Will there be any problems, when Old Cui sends someone in to deliver the medicine, you must make up for the bowl that was spilled."