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

Chapter 276 Go

Zhang Wenlai: “?”

He felt like his beliefs were under attack these days.

"How did the Marquis know this..." He hadn't finished the rest of the sentence yet, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the letters on the table and the bottles and jars that the doctors on the left were studying. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he reacted and said, "...Is it because of these?"

Yongning Hou saw him looking at the things on the table, and he nodded with a gloomy expression. This action told him the truth.

"But the first place where the plague broke out was always in the east of the city. If it was in the north of the city, why are we only now preparing to suppress the disease in the north after so many days?"

If it was the north of the city, then that should be where they went first, so that he would not have met An Yu and Yi Tong. The situation in the east of the city was obviously more serious than the north and had already fallen.

The north of the city is the second safest place besides the city. Logically speaking, it doesn't make sense that the north of the city is the place where the plague originated.

Seeing his face full of astonishment and a look of shock and disbelief, Yongning Hou sighed silently, then picked out an envelope from the pile of envelopes on the table, and handed it to Zhang Wenlai, motioning him to take a closer look.

Zhang Wenlai took it immediately, opened the letter, and read it carefully with squinted eyes.

In the study, there were the sounds of bottles and jars colliding, doctors talking in low voices, pages flipping back and forth, and finally the sound of the summer night breeze. All these sounds surrounded Zhang Wenlai's ears, but all his attention was on the letter. The words written on it made his head buzz, and he didn't know how to think. He said with difficulty: "Could it be that all this was caused by this person who had nothing to do and cultivated his own vegetables, forcing them to grow, and failed, which led to this plague?"

"This is too absurd, sir. How can anyone believe this?"

Zhang Wenlai asked in a low voice, unable to control his emotions.

Seeing him like this, Yongning Hou stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead. It was obvious that he was deeply poisoned by the news in the letter. In fact, he did not believe it, but how to explain those bottles and jars?

Those bottles and cans contained things that only migrant workers would use, but one or two bottles were different. They were not fertilizers, rat poison, or anything else. They were just unknown drugs that no one knew what they were used for. However, these drugs contained substances that were incompatible with the inhibitors.

Obviously it is also a poison.

Yongning Hou opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but seeing that Zhang Wenlai's emotions had not yet stabilized, he finally chose not to speak and waited until the person calmed down before speaking.

Zhang Wenlai's emotional breakdown was inexplicable, and his calmness was also somewhat inexplicable. He pursed his lips, looked up at Yongning Hou, and his voice was a little hoarse because of his slightly out-of-control emotions. He only heard him say:

"Oh, by the way, if they are ordinary farmers and workers, few of them would touch a pen, ink, paper, or inkstone, let alone a letter with neat handwriting. And those bottles and jars, the common people basically won't buy them, because they are of little use to them."

This is what Yongning Hou wanted to say just now. After seeing Zhang Wenlai regain his senses, he blinked and wondered in his heart whether something had happened in the west of the city today, while he said:

"So now we know that the east of the city is not the origin of the plague, but the north of the city. However, the locations of these two areas are so different that there must be a fraud... Of course, the premise is that what is written in these things is true. If it is false, then we should focus on the east of the city and don't need to worry too much or take it to heart." The following words were spoken by Yongning Hou in a slowed-down tone with a deliberate soothing tone.

Zhang Wenlai could naturally sense it, so he smiled gratefully and then turned his attention to other letters.

He looked at it for a long time, and then continued in a deep voice: "Many of these letters are about how the things in the bottles and jars are made. Apart from that, there are only things about the vegetable garden."

Yongning Hou said to himself, "Could it be that there is something else important under that vegetable garden?"

Zhang Wenlai pondered for a moment, then turned his attention to the bottles and cans.

Then he walked over, seemingly asking the doctors about the plague. Yongning Hou retracted his gaze and focused on the letters. There were too many, and he hadn't even finished reading some of them.

Just keep reading.

Zhang Wenlai looked at the doctor beside him, picked up a small bottle and asked, "What's in it?"

The doctor replied: "Rat poison"

Zhang Wenlai put the bottles back, and was too lazy to look at anything else, so he stood up and looked elsewhere. Seeing that Yongning Hou was still reading the letters, he paused, walked to Yongning Hou and wanted to read with him.

Upon seeing this, Marquis Yongning didn't say much. He kept his eyes on the thing in his hand, and tacitly agreed that Zhang Wenlai could go and see it if he wanted.

After the two of them finished looking at the things on the table, they were all a little dazed. At the same time, they were thinking about tomorrow's plans in their minds. They didn't say anything, each with their own thoughts.

It was not until someone was standing outside, waiting for the two of them to go out for dinner, that they remembered that the other party had not had dinner.

They temporarily put down what they were holding. They had been hungry for the entire afternoon and were now starving.

After dinner, Marquis Yongning took a stroll in the courtyard, while Zhang Wenlai returned to his bedroom and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't so uneasy outside, Yongning Hou felt that he could walk around the streets of the city.

He seemed to have thought of something. Yongning Hou came to a side room. From a distance, he saw that the light was on inside, and it was obvious that there was someone there.

However, when I got closer, there was no sound at all, as if there was no one here.

Yongning Hou sighed, then politely knocked on the door a few times. However, after knocking a few times, the door inside was opened.

The young man named Li Laile was leaning against the wall at this moment, his eyes slightly narrowed, his sleepy look was quite confusing, his lips slightly opened, and he said, "What's wrong? What happened? Do you want some water?"

This one is obviously for people who are sleepy.

Upon hearing this, Yongning Hou looked at the man in front of him with a bit of a smile, and said with a smile: "Nothing, nothing happened. As for drinking water, I remember that there is always water in your room. As for why I came, just treat it as me passing by and taking a look at your current injuries."

Upon hearing this, Li Laile straightened up slightly, knowing that the man in front of him seemed to want his injuries to heal quickly so that he could send him away.