Dressed as a super rare female, being chased and pampered by the big guys

A gust of hot wind blew in from the window, hitting her face, while the cool air from the ice mirror brushed past her skirt.

Nian Tu felt both hot and cold and uncomfortable, so he simply closed the window.

"What's going on in the South?" She seemed not to have seen anything in the recent memorials.

But the weather this year is really hot. If it's like this in the capital, how much more so in the south? Farmers and common people have to work in the fields in the heat, so many people must have suffered from heat stroke.

Nian Tu sighed.

It was her negligence that she didn't think so much about it before.

We should think of some way to help the people who are reluctant to spend money on medical treatment, so as to prevent minor illnesses from becoming serious ones. If the backbone of a family falls and the strong labor force is lost, I can't imagine how hard life will be in the future.

The Anyuan Marquis scratched his face and whispered, "It seems that many people in the south have fallen ill recently. I heard that some have died from the illness."

? !

Nian Tu was startled and looked up suddenly, "What's the disease?"

Is it heat stroke? Or the flu? Or... the plague?

"I don't know either," said the Anyuan Marquis. "My father just heard it from a traveling merchant. Maybe it can't be taken seriously."

There are indeed no reports of plague from various places at present, but Nian Tu is still worried and feels uneasy.

She moved her chopsticks a few times and couldn't eat anymore. Her mind was full of various ways to deal with the plague.

Money and silk are minor matters. The national treasury is now full, and she has plenty of silver to donate. The only thing she is afraid of is that the disaster is too widespread, the situation cannot be controlled in time, and the supply of medicine is insufficient.

Upon seeing this, the Prince of Anyuan was too depressed to speak, and regretted having brought up all this.

Why should we use the words of a traveling merchant, whose truth or falsity is not known, to affect the mood of the elderly while they are eating?

If he were given another chance to choose, he would definitely choose to keep his mouth shut.

When they first came to the restaurant, both of them were full of joy, but when they left, they were both silent and the atmosphere was quite solemn.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but feel self-doubt.

Is it that today's food is not good? ?

He couldn't help but chase her outside to ask his wife if he had done anything wrong. As soon as he went out, he saw his wife bump into someone and rushed over.

“Madam!”, “Sir!!”

Nian Tu was supported by two people on each side. He heard the prince of Anyuanhou scolding angrily beside him, "You bastard! Don't you have eyes?"

She suddenly felt like she had become a domineering playboy, so she quickly waved her hand to stop him.

When she looked closely, she found that the person she bumped into was a beggar with ragged clothes and disheveled hair. He was obviously sick and coughing non-stop. She didn't know whether he was sick or scared, but he was shaking all over and sweating profusely.

Two secret guards were holding him tightly, and several others were watching him eagerly in the corner.

"Madam, this man is suspicious. We will take him back for questioning."

It was such a wide road, but he avoided others and bumped into the Empress directly. Maybe he had some evil intentions.

Upon hearing this, the Anyuan Marquis' son also became nervous. He ignored the etiquette and looked at Nian Tu, "Sir, how are you? Are you not hurt?"

Nian Tu lowered his head and looked at himself, but didn't notice anything wrong. "I'm fine."

She thought that this man was probably just too sick, dizzy, and accidentally bumped into her. However, the secret guard's vigilance was not unreasonable. She sighed and only instructed, "Don't torture him. If he is fine, ask a doctor to check him out."

The beggar seemed stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered his head, letting his disheveled hair cover his dirty face.

It was just a small disturbance, Nian Tu didn't take it seriously.

When they returned to the palace, the two males were not there. The palace servant said respectfully, "Your Majesty and the general went to Siheng Mountain."

Sihengshan? Prince Bao?

Nian Tu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the two of them would go to see Prince Bao. Could it be that Prince Bao was about to die, and they went to see him off for the last time?

It doesn’t seem to make sense... The gray wolf is fine, but the little cat is not such a soft-hearted person. He doesn’t care about Prince Bao’s life or death.

As he thought about it, Nian Tu gradually felt a little tired and his eyelids became heavy.

Before going to bed, you must take a shower first and not lie down in a dirty state.

She ordered the palace maid to bring her water, and she took off her clothes and bathed alone. The hot water in the tub made her hands and feet sore and weak, and she felt even more drowsy. She just wanted to close her eyes and take a nap.

……

Siheng Mountain is lonely and desolate in the evening, and it is even more dead silent under the setting sun.

The abandoned palace had been neglected for many years, with weeds growing everywhere and a few skinny old trees rooted crookedly in the cracks of the rocks.

From time to time, Prince Bao's heart-wrenching coughs could be heard from the dilapidated house, as if he would die at any time.

Hearing his consumptive appearance from afar, the two males stopped outside, not intending to step into the room, "Come on, what do you want to say?"

Anyway, the leaky courtyard wall is not soundproof, so people can still hear what they are saying.

The males' faces were all equally cold.

They wanted to see what Prince Bao, who had gone to great lengths to cause trouble to call them over, could say that would make them regretful if they didn't listen.

The coughing stopped, and the room became quiet. Soon, a burst of bellows-like laughter was heard, "You are here, good to see you come, good to see you come..."

"Guess what disease I have?"

No one answered him.

Tan Konglin and Zong Shouyuan didn't care what disease he had.

Seeing this, the laughter not only did not stop, but became more rampant, "If everything goes well, Nian Tu should also be infected with the same disease as me!"

"Aren't you curious about how long she can live?"

A woman is the Achilles' heel of two people.

Instantly, the expressions of the two males changed.

Zong Shouyuan drew out the long sword from his waist, and the fierce look between his brows was almost ferocious.

"...What's wrong with you?" An angry smile appeared on Tan Konglin's face, and the desire to skin someone alive reached its peak.

The two men were forced into a corner, but Prince Bao did not answer. Instead, he hummed a little tune happily, but the sound was intermittent and very unpleasant to the ear.

"The sickbed's delicate face becomes even more haggard, the morning clouds and evening rains are all gone..."

"...it's hard to keep the dream of the prosperous past...it's easy for youth to pass away, and it's hard to collect the broken soul..."

"I'm just a dying man. Instead of trying me, why don't you go back and see your woman?" He changed his tone and sneered, "But this disease is easily contagious. You'd better lock her up like me and don't look at her anymore."

Don't you love her? Don't you want only her? Don't you have a love that is stronger than gold?

He just didn't believe that they would be willing to choose her over their own life.

Poor Nian Tu, he had planned for them all his life, but in the end, didn't he end up being alone like him, a sinner?

It would be a good thing for him to be buried with a fairy before he dies.

Nian Tu had hurt him so much, he wanted to let her see what it meant to be a general with no loyalty and an emperor with no sympathy! It was all just an empty dream!