Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

Duan Rongshu comforted, "It's okay, it's already great if you don't pee on Daddy."

Zhao Qian's face was flushed. He dreamed that he suddenly had an urgent need to urinate on the mountain, and there were still trees around him. After talking to his father, he grabbed a tree and watered it.

Then I heard Duan Rongshu calling him, but the flood was out of control.

Duan Rongshu couldn't help but want to laugh, he spent two points to record it just now, he held back with all his strength, "It's okay, your father wets the bed too."

Zhao Qian raised his small face and asked doubtfully, "Really?"

Duan Rongshu spread the rumor in a serious manner, "Yes, he likes to drink Mongolian sweat medicine plus soothing soup, and he also adds Mafeisan."

"So just drink less water tomorrow night."

Zhao Qian felt that he knew a secret that could handle his father, and went back to sleep happily.

Duan Rongshu didn't have a dream that night, which made Zhao Huai, who had drank Mongolian sweat medicine and soothing soup, very anxious.

He got up, and hurried out barefoot, "Go and check, what happened to Xu Cheng?"

Yuan Gui also followed, "What's the matter, Your Majesty? Didn't Lord Duan send you a letter yesterday, saying that everything is fine?"

Zhao Huai's face was gloomy, "Sui'an didn't have a dream with me last night."

Yuangui, "..."

Why do you still entrust this dream every day?

At first, he also thought that Zhao Huai was hysterical, thinking about it every day and dreaming at night, and took the dream as reality.

But he also believed it now. After all, during the few days when Duan Rongshu didn't update the weather forecast, Mu Han was obsessed with physics, and directly printed on it: Master Duan supports Xu Cheng, and will not update it for the time being.

The prime minister was so angry that he beat him up, and then begged Zhao Huai.

Then one morning, Zhao Huai wrote down the weather in various places. Although it was only for two days, it was enough to prove that what he said was true.

There was even a storm in the capital, saying that Duan Rongshu is a descendant of the gods, who can naturally understand the future, while the current emperor has been affected and has some supernatural powers.

There is also a drawing book on how to impart immortal power, which is not very serious anyway.

For a while, the imperial power became more stable invisibly, and the price was a lot of gossip.

Who is behind this is unknown.

Duan Rongshu didn't know anything, he was exhausted all day, and he slept very hard at night.

In the dream, when Zhao Huai saw him, he hurriedly turned him over and checked him carefully.

"What happened to you?"

Duan Rongshu was taken aback, "No."

"Then why didn't you come last night? I thought something happened to you."

Duan Rongshu didn't dare to tell Zhao Huai that he stayed up all night because he was in a bad mood, so Zhao Huai would inevitably worry about him.

Therefore, he had no choice but to sell the cub, "Ah, the cub wetted the bed last night, and I forgot about it after cleaning up."

Zhao Huai snorted coldly, "You still wet the bed at such an age!"

Duan Rongshu had a disturbed conscience and explained, "The food over there is a bit salty, he drank too much water last night."

"I was so busy that day that I forgot to make egg custard for him. I will eat less salty next time."

Zhao Huai became even angrier when he heard this, "You haven't cooked for me yet!"

Duan Rongshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he could only coax Da Jiujing, "Okay, if you like it, I'll make it for you next time."

Zhao Huai said in a low voice, "I don't want to part with it."

"what?"

Zhao Huai took his hand, "I don't want your hands to be used for cooking. With the imperial chef here, I don't need you to do these things."

"But if you do, I'll be very happy."

Duan Rongshu felt that this person was probably trained in a love talk class, right?

How cute are these little phrases in one set.

Then Zhao Huai said shyly, "If you can give me your hand..."

Duan Rongshu covered his mouth, but he didn't notice this one, and the sassy words almost came out again.

"Hey, let's not be a telegraph."

Zhao Huai's mouth was covered and he couldn't speak, and he couldn't ask what the telegraph was.

He quietly licked Duan Rongshu's palm.

Hehehe, the hands are fragrant.

Duan Rongshu took down his hand expressionlessly and rubbed it on his clothes.

Although it was in a dream, he still couldn't help wanting to beat Zhao Huai.

"The epidemic has been brought under control, I can go home soon, please wait for me at home."

Zhao Huai couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, smiling like a big golden retriever, he hugged Duan Rongshu and rubbed hard.

The sense of reality in the dream is still a bit worse than reality, and he will definitely lock Duan Rongshu in the palace to make up for it.

Almost all the people in Xucheng who have been vaccinated have succeeded, except for a small number of seriously ill people who died. Because of the timely treatment, most of them have survived.

In the next half a month, Duan Rongshu and Ji Lu burned all suspected virus carriers.

The streets and alleys in the city are smoked with medicine. Although they are still empty, they will return to their original appearance in a short time.

Ji Lu assured that he could handle the follow-up matters well, and Duan Rongshu's arrangement to go home was also put on the agenda.

It was really because Duan Rongshu lost a lot of weight just by looking at it, and he kept taking medicine. Ji Lu felt that he had learned a lot these days, enough to deal with the subsequent mutation.

For some reason, Ji Lu talked about his marriage, "Although it's not very polite, I still want to say that Mrs. Duan must keep her eyes open and recognize what kind of person the other party is before getting married. Unhappy."

He has seen too much, and there are many people who come to sue. The people here are tough... simple, and he was accidentally injured and slapped.

Although Duan Rongshu didn't know what it looked like from his perspective, his words were very solid, "Thank you, Prefect Ji, for your reminder, I will be careful."

On the day they left, almost everyone in the city came to deliver them, and some of them put on homemade masks for fear of scaring Duan Rongshu, but Duan Rongshu somehow felt that bandits gathered.

Duan Rongshu waved at them, "Go back, I'll come back when I have a chance."

Someone in the middle shouted, "We will set up a longevity tablet for you, thank you!"

Duan Rongshu: Tablet?

Is it too early?

On the way back, Duan Rongshu and the others didn't have to hurry, they could spend a day in a town if they encountered one.

When they arrived at a small town on the way, Duan Rongshu led Zhao Qian down the street to buy some snacks and save them for the road.

Then the dark guard Mo Yi came out from nowhere, "Master, the city gate seems to be investigating young men and children."

Duan Rongshu pointed at his face, "Let's act as a bodyguard, so why not wear the black mask?"

At first glance, he is not a good person, just like Mo Liu back then.

Mo Yi was a little embarrassed to be stared at by pedestrians, "Master, we'd better be careful, let's take you and little master out."

Duan Rongshu waved his hand, "If it's true, wouldn't it be a shocker?"

He looked around and settled on a women's clothing store.