Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Furious? Falling out of favor?

Mu Lanxun looked at Feng Xili with a smile in his eyes, "Xi'er, are you worried?"

She narrowed her eyes and pretended to reach out to twist him, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto his legs. He naturally put his arm around her waist, and his mouthful of white teeth shone in front of him.

"Speak nicely!" She rolled her eyes.

Someone was laughing like a cat that had stolen some meat, and his arms were as if bound by an iron hoop, not loosening at all.

"Well, I forgot to mention that Xing Jin is a very cautious and somewhat timid person. He takes worldly opinions very seriously. If I fake my own death and escape, there won't be any danger."

Holding the person in his arms, he pinched her soft fingers. The atmosphere at this time was as harmonious as the spring in March, making people drowsy.

But Feng Xili opened her eyes wide and asked him, "Then tell me, what do you want to investigate about him? Why do you need to approach him in such a way that pleases him?"

When she asked this question, she leaned close to his ear, and the warm breath blew into his ear. Mu Lanxun froze for a moment and tilted his head uncomfortably.

He pretended to sigh and took a few deep breaths, then said in a low, muffled voice, "He...his ancestors are from the Western Di outside the Great Wall. I need to find out if he has any ulterior motives, otherwise he will be a hidden danger in the future."

really!

Feng Xili understood and felt a little distressed and touched by his concern for her.

"This kind of thing is not easy to investigate."

She was still a little worried. It looked like he would have to stay here for a while.

Mu Lanxun turned his head and rubbed her earlobe, "Don't worry, I have a plan."

"Well, Kang Jue has almost recovered. How about asking him to help you? Jiu Mu needs to stay with him, and the head of the Ministry of Works can't be without him all the time."

She leaned softly against his neck and discussed in a low voice.

His heart softened, and he wrapped his arms around her tightly, saying softly, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The two of them discussed some follow-up matters in a low voice, but they tacitly did not mention the various supplies that Emperor Qi Zhao had sent to "Princess Liyou".

Early the next morning, the prefect Lu Yanlin was thrown into disarray by an extremely secret piece of news.

Beicheng is an area close to the outskirts of Bianlu City. It is inhabited by poor people who usually do hard labor to make a living. Now that the flood has just passed, they have not had any income for a long time.

Food and clothing are only maintained at the minimum level. Many people are gritting their teeth and holding on, but they still fall one after another.

Nowadays, almost all the people in the north city have fallen ill and have not received timely treatment. Due to cross-infection, people are dying every day.

However, the death toll had been kept under control until a few days ago when some people in the inner city began to develop acute illnesses, suffering from recurring high fevers, headaches, and even severe diarrhea.

Feng Xili knew that things were not good when she got the news in the morning. The city is now fully populated. She had originally planned to arrange for the personnel to disperse in the next few days, but now it seems that she has to stop.

We must never take the germs here out.

"Lord Lu, seal the city gates immediately. No one is allowed to enter or leave at will."

She gave the order decisively, her pupils as black as ink, staring at him sharply.

"Call all the doctors and herbalists in the city. Divide the area into two blocks each and assign people to guard it. No one is allowed to wander across the area."

"Also, arrange for those heading to nearby cities. Anyone who hasn't left yet must stay behind. Anyone who has already left will be quarantined upon arrival! This must be arranged secretly. Send someone to notify them as quickly as possible. Those who have left don't need to come back for now."

"Besides..." She closed her eyes tightly, and when she opened them again, there was a hint of cruelty in her eyes.

"Seal off the entire North City! No one who enters will be allowed to leave! Anyone who dies there will be burned!"

Feng Xili spoke cruel words, digging her palms with her nails. The medical level here was not good enough, and if the disease broke out, the consequences would be unimaginable.

If you are not tolerant in the early stage, it will only cause greater losses.

This matter is of great importance. She must inform her father as soon as possible and, if necessary, send troops to assist...

After hearing this series of instructions, Lu Yanlin was stunned.

Blockade... Isolation... Burning...

Are they going to lock up all the people in Bianlu City?

This, this, what happened?

Feng Xili suppressed the grief in her heart, looked up, and found Lu Yanlin staring at her with horror, and anger rose in her heart.

"What are you standing there for? Do you want to cause widespread casualties? Hurry up and go!"

She raised her voice and shouted angrily, "Not all the people are stupid. If a few of them sneak out, it's fine if they are healthy, but if they are sick..."

Her forehead was throbbing, and something that happened in modern times made her feel uneasy.

Lu Yanlin was startled by the sudden shout and took a half step back, then staggered down to make arrangements, with an extremely suppressed warning coming from behind him.

"All arrangements must not be made public! No matter who asks, just say it was my order!"

Lu Yanlin ran out with a heavy heart. Feng Xili pursed her lips and said, "Xia Feng! Follow him!"

"Yes!" A female voice outside the door responded steadily.

She bit her tongue, and the intense pain made her mind clear. She walked to the table and started writing.

"Wubai, I will write a letter explaining the situation now. You must immediately rush to Ya'an City and hand it over to the emperor personally!"

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