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"Father, please forgive me. I am really worried about the safety of the Fourth Master, so I specifically asked the Royal Madam for permission to leave the palace."

As Xiyu spoke, she took out the yellow jade pendant and a letter from her sleeve. Liang Jiugong stepped forward to take them and passed them on to her.

This letter was given to her by Nanny Fang Lan before she left, saying that if she gave the letter to the Emperor, she would not be punished.

To make her reason more convincing, she continued, "I brought Dr. Zhao Kuangsheng with me on this trip. The prescriptions that could cure the plague were written by him. If he goes into the city with me, maybe he can bring a turnaround to the city."

"In addition, on the way from the capital to Huai'an, I have sent more than ten people to various cities to pass on the message and collect most of the medicinal materials to be sent to Huai'an. I believe they will be delivered soon."

Kangxi took the letter and opened it.

The tent fell into a long silence. Xiyu was very nervous and knelt on the ground as if he was waiting for trial, not daring to move.

After a long time, Kangxi put down the letter in his hand and asked, "If I let you enter the city, are you sure you can save Yinzhen?"

Of course!

But Xiyu couldn't say such a confident statement directly. She thought for a moment and said, "Before I got married, a traveling doctor came to my house. He left a life-saving pill. I brought this pill with me. Maybe it will be useful. If it doesn't work, there is Doctor Zhao. I believe in his medical skills."

Hearing this, Kangxi did not ask any more questions and directly told her to go back and prepare. An hour later, she followed the large group of people delivering medicinal materials into the city.

When Xiyu returned to Yinzhen's tent and sat on the bed rubbing her knees, she felt it was very unreal. The emperor didn't ask any questions and just agreed to let her enter the city.

Suddenly I was a little curious about what was written in the letter from the Royal Madam.

Xia Ying helped her pack. Although they didn't bring much with them when they came, there might be a shortage of supplies in the city, so it would be better to be well prepared.

Xi Yu stretched out her exhausted body on the bed and said tiredly, "I have already talked to Eunuch Liang. I will go into the city with the team later. You stay here and he will help take care of you."

Xia Ying shook her head and said firmly, "Fujin, this time I came out, I swore to stay with you forever."

"The city is too dangerous. I can go alone. There's no need to take you with me."

"But there will definitely be a shortage of manpower in the city. What will you do if no one is there to serve you?"

…She tried her best to persuade her, but Xia Ying refused to give in.

The master and servant stared at each other for a long time. Xi Yu finally compromised and said with a wry smile: "We are both really stubborn and insist on our own opinions."

Half an hour later, under the guard of the gatekeepers, the city gate was opened wide, and then closed again after the entire team had entered, as if completely cutting off the people's retreat, instantly trapping everyone in this square city.

Xiyu wore a mask on her face and rode at the front of the team.

As she entered the city, she could hear the suppressed coughs of the city guards from time to time.

It seems that the situation is more serious than she thought, and the soldiers patrolling and guarding the city have also shown early symptoms.

The team delivering medicinal materials was heading to the provincial government office in the city. Xiyu parted ways with them and, led by a guard in the city, headed to the area where the plague was most severe.

Originally, Yinzhen also lived in the government office, but after he was infected with the plague, in order to try his best to avoid infecting other people in the government office, he moved overnight to an independent small courtyard in the east of the city.

She walked in the city wearing a mask. The further she went to the east of the city, the fewer people there were on the streets. However, she could sense that many people were watching her through the cracks in the doors.

The strong smell of alcohol on the street penetrated into her nasal cavity through the mask, constantly stimulating the olfactory nerves in her nasal cavity.

Xiyu tried her best to control the urge to sneeze.

Several people stopped in front of a quiet courtyard. Xiyu dismounted from his horse neatly and stood still.

The tightly closed door seemed like a barrier, separating the outside world from the courtyard.

The soldier went forward and knocked on the door, and a questioning voice came from inside.

"Who?"

"A distinguished person has come from outside the city and is going to move into this yard. Please open the door quickly."

The gatekeeper was an elderly man, but he looked energetic.

I heard that he was one of the first people to get sick, and he got through it entirely on his own.

She stepped into the room and what caught her eyes were the intricately carved doors and windows, which were engraved with various designs and patterns, exuding a simple and elegant atmosphere.

There are also several green bamboos planted in the yard. They are tall and tough, adding a touch of elegance to the courtyard.

Walking further in, I felt that the light in the yard was a little dim.

She looked up and saw an extremely huge tree standing in the middle of the yard. Its crown was like a giant open umbrella, covering the entire yard under its protection and blocking most of the sunlight.

When summer comes, it must be very cool under this tree.

But for now, it is the biggest problem.

Such a tree standing in the yard will affect air circulation, and the sunshine hours in the yard are seriously insufficient, so it is not a suitable place to live.

Coupled with the lack of people in the yard, a feeling of desolation is overwhelming.

However, Xiyu had no time to care about these things. After she asked which room Yinzhen was in, she ran towards that direction impatiently.

She pushed the door open, and a ray of sunlight shone through the window onto the ground.

Yinzhen lay flat on the bed with his eyes closed, seeming to be in a deep sleep.

His face was no longer as flushed as before, but he still had a low-grade fever.

His lips were cracked, his face was pale and bloodless, and he looked lifeless, as if he had stopped breathing. It was so quiet that it was frightening.

Xiyu sat down beside the bed and touched his cheek with trembling fingers. It was still warm...

A tear slid down the corner of her eye and fell on the back of Yinzhen's hand.

"Fujin, it's time to give you medicine."

After all, Yinzhen was a prince, so the imperial physician who took care of him in the hospital was Zhao Guicheng, the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau, who was also Zhao Kuangsheng's father.

"Let me do it."

She came back to her senses and said calmly.

Zhao Guicheng paused for a moment while holding the medicine bowl, and said hesitantly, "Fujin, this disease is highly contagious, I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

"Since I dare to enter the city, I am not afraid of these."

Xiyu stood up, took the medicine bowl, leaned over and bowed to Zhao Guicheng, "If you hadn't been here to take care of me these days, I'm afraid the Fourth Master wouldn't be alive today."

"You are too kind, Madam. This is my duty."

Zhao Guicheng was holding a medicine bowl in his hand, and he couldn't help the man up, so he accepted the gift head-on, looking very frightened.

"Don't worry, Doctor Zhao. You can handle it."

Xiyu raised the corners of her lips slightly and smiled very gently.