The warm sunshine ushered in the rare good weather in winter.
Zhu Xueyu and a group of soldiers stood in front of the courtyard of the civilian house, quietly, without a sound.
Everyone's face was either depressed, decadent, or desperate.
Zhu Zhixue looked at these faces and moved their dry eyes.
A rough single sound came from his lips, like a trapped animal making its final negotiation and final struggle.
The wind blew up his disheveled hair, and he seemed to have been cured of his severe mysophobia all at once.
The blue robe stained with blood and soup on his body was like frozen vegetables stored in winter, without moisture and luster. , no life left.
If I remember correctly, this was already the third day.
He struggled to pull out a sarcastic smile from the corner of his mouth, laughing at his own incompetence and arrogance, at the intrigues in the palace, and at the reckless behavior of people with good intentions.
The dark night in Weiyang City is like a ghost town.
Whenever the night falls, those vain beings will strangle him by the neck, scream, curse, and ridicule.
They are all miraculous doctors, immortal kings, and noble princes.
It was such a hilarious joke that even he couldn't help but kill the person after hearing it.
Oh, now even the deadline has arrived, let him accompany the children of this city to welcome death tonight.
"Your Highness, is there really nothing we can do?"
A soldier asked, looking at Zhuxue Yu, still unwilling to give up.
His tears were like a flood of broken embankments, which he could not take back.
He didn't want to wait to die.
Seeing the soldier nodding stiffly, his voice was hoarse and broken, "I'm sorry, that's a poison, I can't cure it."
He did not deceive these people about the fact that it was not a plague, but a poison.
"Your Highness, why don't we all escape?
Anyway, we haven't been poisoned.
Then we can find a place where no one knows, okay?"
"Yes, Your Highness, let's escape."
No one wants to think about death.
Now that it has reached this point, those soldiers have become bolder.
"Stop talking, haven't you seen His Highness staying here all the time?
Don't you remember His Highness said that if these people can't be saved, he will die with us?
What else are you dissatisfied with?
Besides, it's time to go out.
Is it so easy?
Who doesn’t know that Weiyang City is a city of plague?
Will they let us go out?
Maybe you will die without a body after you go out."
Wei Zixu looked at these timid and cowardly people.
He gritted his teeth and growled at them.
Zhuxueyu glanced at everyone and gently closed his eyes.
Not dying, escaping, this is just a dream.
In order to prevent them from escaping, someone may have been guarding the outside.
Sacrificing their lives in exchange for peace and safety outside may be the best thing for the person far away in the imperial city.
Take your pick.
However, at this moment, a clear cry pierced the sky and reached the sky, breaking the existing deadlock.
When everyone heard the sound and looked up, they saw a huge fiery red bird circling in the sky.
Zhuxueyu was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound, and then there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.
He looked up excitedly.
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When he saw the red shadow in the sky, he opened his mouth several times without making a sound.
A black figure quickly landed next to him, and he couldn't help but whisper, "Master, it's Young Master Fuyao."
He nodded, but his eyes never left the sky, and he only acted subconsciously in response to the words of the people around him.
The soldiers opened their mouths wide.
They had never seen such a big bird before.
As the figure of the bird flew bigger and bigger, you could vaguely see a red figure standing on it.
Feng Fuyao drove for two consecutive days.
She only rested once along the way.
It took less than half a stick of incense to continue her journey.
Although she was very tired now, she was still moved when she saw the situation in Weiyang City.
Startled.
There was not a trace of people in the dilapidated streets.
It was as silent as a dead city.
Even the wind would make a whistling sound.
It was not easy for her to find anyone in this huge city.
"Hong Luan, it looks really chaotic down there.
I know you must be tired too, so you should go somewhere else to catch up on your sleep for the night.
I can just go down by myself."
Feng Fuyao leaned over and touched Hong Luan's neck, feeling distressed. said.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Thank you to everyone who will read my book
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