The General is Pregnant: His Majesty Abstinence and Sexual Devotion Every Night

Chapter 272: Fragile Thatched House

Yongning Hou nodded and said, "So it's in the next city. Why didn't you flee to other towns? Why did you flee to Nanyu City?"

He remembered that there were many bustling and crowded cities around North City. Wouldn't it be better to hide deeper if he fled to a bustling place? Why did he come to South Language City where there was plague everywhere? Was he tired of living?

The man seemed to understand the implication of Yongning Hou's words. He said seriously without blinking, "The most dangerous place is the safest place."

Yongning Hou: “…”

Yongning Hou felt that he might be convinced by the conclusions of the man in front of him.

Persuasion was not complete belief. Yongning Hou looked at the man deeply. After all, he didn't want to meddle in other people's business. So he simply said a few more words to the man. Finally, he remembered that he had not asked the man's name yet.

After Yongning Hou finished speaking, the man was silent for a moment, then he opened his mouth and said his name.

"Lee Laile"

Upon hearing this, Marquis Yongning nodded without any extra emotion on his face. He just said a few words casually and then walked away.

While he was speaking, Li Laile kept staring at his face, or to be more precise, at his expression, as if he wanted to know something from his expression.

Marquis Yongning felt that the person in front of him looked at him with a somewhat strange look. He felt puzzled for a moment, but he did not stay for long.

Li Laile looked at the back of Yongning Hou walking out of the door, and he couldn't help but start to doubt and wonder, this man didn't even know who he was, was it possible that his name and strength were not loud enough? Then he thought again, the most urgent thing was to get rid of the poison in his body.

Thinking of this, Li Laile took out a small bottle from his sleeve, opened the lid, poured out the pills in the bottle and put one into his mouth. He couldn't have breakfast yet. It turned out that the breakfast they prepared for him was still on the table. He took a look and then retracted his gaze. Then he lay down, looked at the eaves with his eyes open, then closed his eyes and tried to continue sleeping.

Marquis Yongning didn't know what Li Laile was thinking. After leaving Li Laile's side room, he went to find Zhang Wenlai. In the middle, he met the secret guard he had sent out not long ago. After listening to the report of the secret guard, he went to find Zhang Wenlai. It happened that Zhang Wenlai had prepared the things on hand, and his doctor was still doing the follow-up work of the inhibitory drugs.

Cao Anshan had already left the City Lord's Mansion and headed towards the east of the city.

As for Yongning Hou, he naturally stood beside Zhang Wenlai and waited.

Yongning Hou said, "Qi Anyi lives not far from the City Lord's Mansion. The secret guards I sent out earlier just came back from there and told me about the situation in Qi Anyi."

Zhang Wenlai asked hurriedly: "But what do you know?"

Upon hearing this, Yongning Hou shook his head and then nodded, his expression and mood were still a little strange, and he said: "The news I got from the capital is almost the same. He stayed in his bedroom all day and didn't go out. If I have to say one difference today, this time he didn't beat the wooden fish, but directly copied the Buddhist scriptures."

Zhang Wenlai: “……?”

He smiled stiffly. He didn't know what to say about what Yongning Hou said.

"It looks explosive, maybe it's deliberately performed for us."

Yongning Hou looked at Zhang Wenlai's slightly stiff expression, then looked elsewhere and spoke after pondering.

Zhang Wenlai sighed: "I just don't know what he is up to. What if this plague is really related to Qi Anyi..."

Zhang Wenlai didn't say the rest of the words because they both knew it.

If it is really related to Qi Anyi, the emperor doesn't even need to say it himself, the people here will never let this man live.

While the two were talking, someone came out and after seeing them, he said that everything was ready.

Yongning Hou and Zhang Wenlai looked at each other and finally decided to follow last night's plan.

The troops were divided into two groups. Zhang Wenlai continued to take care of the people in the west of the city, while Yongning Hou went to check on the north of the city. It was said that there were also many infected people there, but it was much better than in the west of the city, and they only needed to bring suppressant drugs.

The group set off.

Marquis Yongning came to the north of the city and looked at the empty scene around him and the land that was even more desolate than other places. He held his forehead and thought to himself, no wonder City Lord Zhang was reluctant to talk about the north of the city and only said that the north of the city looked relatively safe and not highly contagious.

It turns out that this place was originally empty and there were hardly many people living here.

No matter how much you complain in your heart, people here still have to do their responsibilities and do their best.

There aren't many people here, so going door to door is faster and more convenient.

Yongning Hou brought a few people with him, and sent a few more people to other places to inject suppressant drugs.

Most people here live in wooden houses, and a very small number live in thatched houses. Only those with better financial conditions can live in small courtyards built with stone bricks.

Marquis Yongning asked the others to go to the wooden house and other places, while he himself took people to the thatched house and the small courtyard to check whether there were people here and whether they were contagious.

After visiting a few households and using suppressant drugs, the group came out amid the words of thanks from the people. Yongning Hou looked up at the bright sun hanging high in the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then led people to a thatched house. The first few thatched houses were fine, at least the door looked solid, but the door here didn't look very solid, as if it could be broken with just a slight bump.

So Marquis Yongning looked at the people around him, especially the guard standing in front who wanted to knock on the door of the thatched hut. When he received the gaze of his master, he subconsciously knocked much less forcefully.

However, to the guard's surprise, he just lightly touched the wooden door in front of him, and the next second, the door actually fell to the ground. From the perspective of Yongning Hou who was not far away, it seemed as if the guard used too much force and knocked the door to the ground.

The guard turned around and looked at Marquis Yongning, the corners of his lips twitching.

Yongning Hou frowned: "...Didn't I tell you to knock softly?"

The guard made a bitter face, repeatedly saying that he was wronged, and said with a tone of grievance: "...Sir, I only touched the door lightly, really! The force was so light that it can be compared to the force of an ant hitting a tree. Believe me, sir!"

When Marquis Yongning heard this vivid comparison, his eye twitched. Looking at the guard's aggrieved look, he felt upset and helpless at the same time. He waved his hand and asked the guard to come back quickly.

The guard happily returned to his original position without saying a word.

This thatched house looks very fragile.