The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

Yan Heng lay stiffly on the bed. A moment later, Wenrou woke up. She rubbed her eyes, her mind still shrouded in confusion. When she saw Yan Heng, she called out, "Your Highness."

The gentle voice was like a kitten, delicate and soft. When Yan Heng heard her call him in a sweet voice, his ears instantly turned red and his body also underwent strange changes.

Wenrou also woke up at this time. She widened her eyes and said in disbelief: "Your Highness, why are you sleeping with me?"

Yan Heng coughed lightly, then stood up from the bed as if nothing had happened. He said, "The floor is so hard, how can I bear it?" After that, he ran out to the outer room, leaving Wenrou with a puzzled look on her face.

When they set off again, Yan Heng resolutely refused to allow Wenrou to lean on his arms. Even if they rode on the same horse, he would keep a punch's distance from her.

However, Zhang Ji clearly didn't understand Yan Heng's pain. Later, when they stayed at the hotel, Zhang Ji seemed to think they had reached some kind of consensus, and whenever they stayed at the hotel, he would arrange for Yan Heng and Wen Rou to stay in the same room. Yan Heng thought the hotel didn't have enough rooms and complained bitterly.

Neither Yan Heng nor Wenrou wanted to sleep on the floor, so in the end they still slept on the same bed.

After several days of travel, they finally reached the southwest. The city worst hit by the epidemic was called Lancheng. This was Yan Heng and his group's destination.

Arriving at Lancheng, everyone found the city gates tightly shut, with no one entering or leaving. Seeing this, Zhang Ji went forward and knocked on the door. After a long while, the gate finally opened a crack.

"You guys are trying to kill yourself. How dare you come to Lancheng? There's a plague in the city and almost half of the people are dead." A soldier said through the gap.

There was no other way, Zhang Ji could only reveal his identity at Yan Heng's instruction: "This is the current Crown Prince, who was given a magic medicine by an immortal, and came here to solve the plague." They had coordinated with the emperor in advance. In order to build momentum for Yan Heng and to hide Wenrou's strength, they announced to the public that the prescription was given by an immortal.

Zhang Ji was afraid that people would not believe him, so he showed the gold medal representing the royal family.

The young soldier had never seen such a scene before, so when he saw the gold medal, he quickly opened the city gate.

Yan Heng and his companions entered the city smoothly. They were shocked by the scene inside. The bodies of civilians were scattered along the roadside. Some of the better-preserved bodies were wrapped in straw mats, while the worse-preserved bodies lay naked in the wilderness.

Yan Heng's expression became increasingly serious, and he quickly asked the gatekeepers to take them to the prefect's residence.

Yan Jin and the prefect had been informed of the arrival of someone from the capital, but they didn't know who it was. They hurried out to greet him, and when they saw it was Yan Heng, Yan Jin couldn't help but be stunned.

The prefect was also shocked. He didn't know that the prince had been deposed, so he was shocked that the emperor had sent the prince to such a dangerous place.

"Why are you here, second brother?" Yan Jin asked. Yan Heng was the second oldest child, and now that he was no longer the crown prince, Yan Jin called him second brother.

Yan Heng remained silent. He still remembered Yan Jin's false accusations against him and didn't want to pay any attention to him. So, Zhang Ji, with a look in his eyes, repeated what he had said at the city gate.

The prefect was overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly knelt down to praise the immortal and Yan Heng. However, Yan Jin didn't believe Yan Heng had any magical medicine, so he said casually, "Second brother, you don't know the current situation yet. This disease is much more serious than you imagined. Second brother, please don't joke about this."

At this time, Shangguan Qing also came out. After hearing this, he also said, "Your Highness, have you been fooled by some Taoist priest? The Chinese medicine prescribed by the miracle doctor is useless for this serious illness, and the pills prescribed by those Taoist priests are even less likely to be useful." Shangguan Qing took advantage of Yan Heng's liking for him and spoke very rudely.

"Whether it works or not, you'll know after trying it." Yan Heng said coldly. Shangguan Qing saw Yan Heng's disrespect for her, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Yan Heng was anxious to treat the people and ignored Shangguan Qing. Instead, he asked the prefect to take them to the epidemic area. Shangguan Qing saw Yan Heng's indifference to him and became anxious. He quickly took out a mask and handed it to Yan Heng, saying, "This disease is very contagious. This is the mask I invented. Your Highness, wear it to prevent infection."

Yan Heng casually glanced at the oddly shaped and bizarrely designed piece of cloth, and found that Yan Jin and the others were carrying it with them, so he took it as well. However, as soon as he got it, he turned around and handed it to Wenrou, and said, "Take this with you." Wenrou would be taking the patient's pulse at close range later, and as a woman, her constitution was relatively weak, so Yan Heng was even more worried that she would be infected. As for Yan Heng himself and the others, they had been drinking the preventive medicine brewed by Wenrou every day for some time, and they had already developed a certain degree of resistance. Yan Heng had no doubt about the efficacy of this medicine. After all, Wenrou's stepmother had been taking care of her sick father for a long time and had never been infected with the disease.

It was then that Shangguan Qing noticed that Yan Heng had brought a woman with him. She immediately became wary, her brow furrowed, and she said bluntly, "The epidemic area is very dangerous. Your Highness, it's best if your maid doesn't cause trouble." Her words revealed clear disdain.

Yan Heng couldn't help but frown and responded in a rather impatient tone: "She knows some medical skills." As soon as he finished speaking, he strode towards the epidemic area without looking back.

Shangguan Qing and Yan Jin exchanged a glance, each seeing in the other's eyes a disdain for Yan Heng and Wen Rou. Having spent so much time in Lancheng, they had witnessed the severity of serious illnesses and didn't believe Yan Jin's so-called elixir or this little maidservant with a modicum of medical skill would be of any use. With the intention of watching the fun unfold, they followed suit.

When we arrived at the epidemic area, we saw Wenrou taking the pulse of an elderly man.

"Is this a doctor?" the old man asked tremblingly. All the sick people were gathered together, but there were not enough doctors to treat them, causing their conditions to become more serious.

"Yes, grandpa, I'm here to see you." Wenrou said softly while taking your pulse.

"It's a girl. You'd better get out of here. You can't stay here, you'll get infected." The old man had poor eyesight. When he heard the voice and realized that Wenrou was a girl, he hurriedly said.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I won't be infected. I brought a magical elixir, given to His Royal Highness by an immortal. His Royal Highness has also arrived in Lancheng. Don't worry, you'll be well again soon after taking the elixir," Wenrou said, wiping away tears. She wanted to give the old man hope, so she brought up the story of the magical elixir. The most frightening thing for a sick person is a lack of hope.

Yan Heng stared at Wenrou intently, his heart deeply moved. After Wenrou finished taking her pulse, he walked over and handed her a handkerchief.

"Don't wipe your eyes with your hands." Yan Heng reminded him. Shangguan Qing saw him like this and bit her lip tightly, as if she had been betrayed by her lover.