Long Xin couldn't understand such a Feng Wei, as if he didn't belong to this era.

"It's late, I'll go back first." Feng Wei flew into his house, leaving Long Xin alone on the roof.

Dayong's palace was brightly lit, "National teacher, spies are coming." The attendant took the spy and handed it to Xiao Nan.

Xiao Nan opened the note and wrote "Your Majesty is assassinated"

Xiao Nan frowned, retreated left and right, quietly went out through the back door, and sneaked in quietly when he arrived at a house.

"What do you have to do when the national teacher visits late at night!" Murong Che suddenly opened his eyes.

"Murong, the spies sent out sent a letter, and the queen has found it." Xiao Nan handed the letter to Murong Che.

"Found it?" Murong Che opened the letter and looked at the contents of the letter.

"Hmm." Xiao Nan paused and continued to speak, "And Your Majesty has also been attacked. ”

"Have you figured out who it is?" Murong Che's fingers tapped on the table one by one.

"It's Feng Yu!" Xiao Nan replied

"Feng Yu?" Murong Che's brows furrowed slightly: "It seems that we have to leave in advance."

"Okay." Xiao Nan was about to retreat, but Murong Che stopped him: "Wait a minute, how about the candidates sent to the capital." ”

"Who do you think would be the right person to send?" Xiao Nan asked Murong Che rhetorically.

"Ask Mu Xiu to take someone to go in person, and then meet in Nanyuan." Murong Che thought for a moment.

Xiao Nan nodded in agreement, "I think so too, this time His Majesty went out without Mu Xiu, and Mu Xiu was not at ease." ”

"Well, I'll do it first."

If the harem is big, Murong Che has insomnia again.

Today, Feng Wei has a headache, some fever all over his body, it is drizzling outside, and the cool breeze blew on the roof last night and he was a little cold.

"Why don't you get out of bed, what a lazy pig." Tong Zimei finished breakfast and didn't see Feng Wei come out, it's a little strange, usually when she gets up, Feng Wei has been practicing for an hour, and Tong Zimei was checked by Long Xin to take a look. Tong Zimei entered the house and found that Feng Wei was still sleeping, not only sneering.

Feng Wei was a little groggy and didn't want to respond to her.

"What's wrong with you!" Tong Zimei poked her, "Why is it so hot!" ”

"Brother! Brother! She's so hot. Tong Zimei rushed into Long Xin's study.

"What did you say!" Long Xin put down the book in his hand.

"I said she had a fever!" Tong Zimei looked at Long Xin's anxious appearance and said angrily.

Long Xin immediately rushed out of the door, and did not forget to tell her: "Go to the doctor, I'll take a look!" ”

"Didn't you hear me, let you go to the doctor!" Tong Zimei kicked the scholar and followed Long Xin to Feng Wei's room.

After a while, the doctor came, "Show her what is going on, why she is hot again." ”

"The little one will treat the girl." The doctor carefully diagnosed and treated Feng Wei, and the more precious he went to the back, the worse his face became.

"Young master, I'm afraid the girl must be a plague!" The doctor hurriedly dispersed the crowd, and everyone quickly left when they heard the news, lest they avoid it.

How so! Long Xin was anxious: "How could it be, how could it be infected if there is no epidemic in the city today!" ”

"The villain doesn't know! But looking at the girl's expression, the epidemic has been lurking for some time, and I dare to ask the young master if the girl has been in contact with anything with epidemic symptoms recently. The doctor asked.

Long Xin suddenly thought of the silver needle he took from Feng Wei's body and didn't throw it away. Command someone to fetch it.

"Doctor, you see there's something wrong with this needle." Long Xin wrapped the cloth and picked it up.

The doctor picked up the needle and studied it carefully, "The young master's needle is indeed only smeared*, but it cannot be ruled out that it has been contaminated with the epidemic." ”

"The epidemic had a dormant period first, and Miss Feng suffered from the wind chill yesterday, and the fever broke out in advance." The doctor then explained to Long Xin.

"How to deal with it now." Long Xin looked at Feng Wei's pale face on the bed and sweated, and gently wiped it off for her.

"Young master, the villain's medical skills are not good, so he can only do his best." Long Xin's face was not very good-looking, and the doctor knelt on the ground and trembled.

"Get out..."

The doctor left the Prime Minister's Mansion in a row.

"The housekeeper prepares the car."

"Yes." The housekeeper prepared a carriage for Long Xin.

"Go to the Prince's Mansion, quick!"

The groom galloped to the Prince's Mansion in a carriage.

"Zixian has something important to ask to see the prince!"

"Wait a minute, boy boy, the old slave will go and report it!" The housekeeper looked at Long Xin's anxious appearance, and he didn't dare to delay and hurriedly passed it on.

After a while, he invited Long Xin into the mansion, "His Royal Highness the Prince, Feng Wei has the plague, and he also asked His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to come into the mansion with the imperial doctor to help her diagnose and treat her." ”

Nan Shuhuai slapped the table: "What's the matter?" ”

"The minister's suspicion is related to the silver needle that was found that night, and the enemy deliberately smeared it on the silver needle in order to confuse us." Long Xin analysis.

Hearing this, Nan Shuhuai angrily swept all the teacups on the table to the ground, "The housekeeper enters the palace to announce the imperial doctor, and I will go with you to see her." ”

"Never." The housekeeper hurriedly knelt down to stop Nan Shuhuai's behavior of going to visit, "Your Highness makes a pilgrimage every day, if you are infected with an illness, you will infect the emperor." ”

"You..."

"Your Highness should let the imperial doctor follow the minister, don't go in person, I hope Your Highness will think twice!" Long Xin felt that what the housekeeper said made sense, and hurriedly persuaded him.

"Alright! The housekeeper quickly whipped me and immediately went to ask for a doctor. ”

"Yes"

The housekeeper took the imperial doctor and followed Long Xin back to the Prime Minister's Mansion for treatment.

"How's it going? Can it be cured! "The doctor's brow is so frowning that he can kill mosquitoes!

The imperial doctor shook his head: "Young boy, I'll help cool down the girl first, and as for the epidemic, I can only do my best." ”

"What do you mean by doing your best! I want you to heal her! Long Xin's roar permeated the entire room, and the people on the bed seemed to feel his anger, and his delicate eyebrows wrinkled together: "Long Xin... Long Xin..."

Long Xin heard Feng Wei talking, because Feng Wei was very weak and didn't hear it very appropriately: "What did you say?" ”

Feng Wei kept chanting in his mouth: "Long Xin... Cold... Cold! ”

Long Xin really heard it this time: "Doctor, she said it was cold!" ”

"Childe, the girl is now suffering from a fever and will alternate between hot and cold, this epidemic is easy to contagious, don't get too close."

Long Xin didn't listen to dissuasion: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and say what to do." ”

"Isolate Miss Feng first, the house is full of wormwood to prevent the spread of the epidemic, and I first prescribe a prescription here to suppress the girl's condition. When I go back to the hospital to read the classics, I will also ask the troublesome boy to wipe the girl's body with warm water every other hour to cool down. The imperial doctor wrote a prescription and handed it to Long Xin to ask him to grab the medicine.

The whole house was heavily armed, and wormwood was smoked in every corner. Nan Shuhuai wanted to come to the door several times, but was persuaded by the housekeeper to go back, and for a while the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion were panicked.

"Brother, go and rest for a while!" Tong Zimei watched Long Xin's stubble come out, but her eyes still kept looking at Feng Wei.

Long Xin didn't raise his head and stepped on it, "Brother, you better go and rest!" If you don't worry, I'll take care of her here! Tong Zimei brought a basin of water.

Long Xin finally looked away, "Don't mess around!" Seeing that Tong Zimei really took the water, there was a little emotion in her eyes.

"I'm not messing around." Tong Zimei felt that it was better not to let her brother get too close to her, and she could still sacrifice herself appropriately.