The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

Within five days, Tang Jiao discovered that the situation was more serious than she imagined. There were more and more people infected on the street, and even deaths began to appear.

Tang Jiao practiced hard at night, but she couldn't find the feeling of breaking through to the third level. Instead, she could control four red swords, and her spiritual power was even stronger.

According to the training secrets given to her by Hale Qianfeng, as long as she breaks through the third level, she can learn to teleport and control the wind.

She was not in a hurry, she calmly explored and moved forward slowly. Keeping a low profile was the way to go.

At three quarters of noon, Zixiang pushed the door open and said softly: "Master, when I came to the kitchen just now, I heard the housekeeper say that your father is sick."

"What?" Tang Jiao hurriedly put down the embroidery work in her hands and asked anxiously: "What now?"

Zixiang shook her head and said: "I don't know, he didn't return home yet, saying he was afraid of passing it on to you."

Tang Jiao didn't care about anything else, got up and walked out.

When I came to my parents' courtyard, I saw my mother sitting on a chair in the house with a sad face.

"Mother."

When Luo Shi saw her daughter, she smiled: "Sister Jiao, why are you here?"

Holding her arm, Tang Jiao said softly: "My daughter already knows about her father's illness."

Luo Shi patted the back of her hand and said, "Don't be afraid. I gave two bottles of the medicine you gave me before to your father. Your father didn't come home because he was afraid that it would be passed on to you. Your body is weak. If you are infected, wouldn't it? Suffering alive.”

"Mother." Tang Jiao sat up and said with a serious expression, "My grandfather taught me a set of boxing techniques. I practice it every day now, and my physique is already stronger than before."

Luo Shi expressed that he was holding her delicate pink face with a loving look on his face: "Mother knows that my charming sister is working harder than before, but your father and I don't dare to make fun of your body. Don't worry, Brother Qian has taken that pill." If you can do it well, your father will definitely be able to do it."

"Yes." Tang Jiao leaned into her arms and said with a beautiful smile: "My daughter has had some adventures since she fell from the cliff. I will definitely protect you."

Luo Shi stroked her shoulders and said with a smile: "You siblings, be well. Your father and I will only be able to rely on each other in our later years. Don't be afraid. The situation is so tense now, and the court will definitely send someone here."

Looking up, Tang Jiao said: "Lu Changze sent people to the capital a few days ago, and the rescue team should have almost arrived."

"Rely on others, not on yourself." Luo Shi didn't know what he thought of, and looked a little dazed: "Not everyone cares about the people of the world. For the sake of fame and fortune, some people don't care about the lives of the people at all."

Tang Jiao said firmly: "They don't care, I do. The medicine in my daughter's hands is so powerful, it will definitely save the people from disaster."

Luo Shi couldn't help laughing when he heard her feigned grandeur but extremely delicate expression: "Although my sister is a woman, she is open-minded and my mother is proud of you."

After coming out of her mother's hospital, Tang Jiao did not go back to her room. After asking the housekeeper where her father lived, she decided to go out and have a look.

When the housekeeper heard that the carriage was being hitched, he was so frightened that he lost his mind: "No, my eldest lady, you must not do it!"

There is an epidemic everywhere outside. If the young lady gets infected, how can her delicate body withstand it?

Tang Jiao said seriously: "Brother Qian's illness can be cured by taking my pills. Even if he gets infected, he will be fine."

"No, I can't help you hitch a carriage." How would he explain it to the master if something really happened?

Seeing that he disagreed, Tang Jiao said nothing more, took Zixiang back to the hospital, and then climbed over the wall and left the house.

Huh, don't give her a carriage, she'll walk there.

The streets were extremely quiet. Except for the patrolling soldiers, there were very few people. Everyone kept a certain distance and talked.

In order to shorten the distance, Zixiang carried Tang Jiao on her back and moved forward using Qinggong.

In Yutou Alley in the south of the city, Tang Jiao came to a small house and knocked on the door, and soon a cautious voice came from inside.

"Who?"

Zixiang immediately responded: "Open the door, it's the eldest lady."

When the attendant heard this, he immediately opened a small crack and saw that Tang Jiao was busy saying with a grimace: "My eldest lady, why are you here? Go back quickly, go back quickly, don't pass it on to you."

Tang Jiao heard her father's violent coughing from inside, pushed him away, and strode into the small courtyard.

The attendant wanted to stop her: "Miss, you can't go in, I must not infect you."

"Father, father."

Tang Jiao stepped into the back room and saw Tang Zhongcheng, whose face was red from coughing. Tears suddenly filled her eyes.

Tang Zhongcheng was shocked when he saw her and waved his hands hurriedly: "Jiaoer, don't come over, don't come over, lest I pass it on to you."

Tang Jiao stood ten steps away from him, her eyes red and she said, "Father, have you taken the medicine your daughter gave you?"

"I have eaten." Tang Zhongcheng leaned on the pillow and said with a pale face: "Because of your medicine, my father feels much better now. He had a fever before, but now it has subsided."

Tang Jiao had never seen him look so weak, and her heart was full of worry: "Everything is fine at home, father, there is no need to worry."

"Okay, go back quickly and don't go out again, be good."

Tang Zhongcheng looked at his delicate and frail daughter and waved her to go faster.

Tang Jiao left two more bottles of pills for him, and Fang left with Zixiang.

Not long after leaving the house, Tang Jiao saw a little girl with a red face falling to the ground. She hurriedly went over to help her up.

The tentacles were hot, so Tang Jiao patted her face gently: "Little sister, little sister, are you okay?"

The girl was about ten years old. She was panting slightly and clutching Tang Jiao's hand tightly. She cried and begged: "Sister, please save my mother and brother. Please save you. My mother is still pregnant with the child and my brother cannot wake me up." ”

Tang Jiao hurriedly asked: "Where is your home?"

The girl pointed to the alley not far away, sobbing and crying: "Please."

After giving the child to Zixiang, Tang Jiao strode towards the alley. When she saw an open door inside, she stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door.

When I first entered, I saw a thin, pregnant woman holding a five-year-old boy lying beside the well, her life or death uncertain.

"Zixiang, help the pregnant woman back to the house first."

"it is good."

After giving the girl to Tang Jiao, Zixiang bent down and carried the woman into the back room.

Tang Jiao placed the girl on the side of the bed, took out three pills and stuffed them into her mouth. She went to the kitchen next to her to get warm water and gave her some antipyretic medicine.

Pregnant women without fever can just take pills.

The man suffered from high fever and convulsions. Tang Jiao immediately bled his fingers and took antipyretic medicine.

The pregnant woman woke up quickly after taking the medicine, and was a bit unresponsive when she saw the luxuriously dressed Tang Jiao.

Tang Jiao patted her cheek and said, "Madam, are you okay?"

The woman hurriedly touched her abdomen and asked with red eyes: "I, what's wrong with me?"

"You fainted due to the epidemic. Fortunately, we discovered it early. Don't worry, the two children have taken medicine and their fever will subside soon."

The woman looked at her children on the wooden bed not far away, struggled to kneel down to Tang Jiao, and kowtowed with tears streaming down her face: "Thank you so much, my benefactor. Thank you so much, my benefactor."

"Don't be like this, your body is still weak." Tang Jiao helped her sit up and gave her three bottles of medicine: "The child has just taken three pills in the morning, noon and evening, and drink more hot water."

"Thank you, girl, thank you so much." The woman held the medicine and said with tears in her face: "My husband is doing business here, and I came from Jiangzhou to join him. Who would have thought that he went elsewhere and we were infected with the epidemic again. If it hadn't been for the epidemic, When it comes to you, the four of us, mother and son, really don’t know what to do.”

Tang Jiao said softly: "As long as you are alive, this medicine is very effective, but there is no guarantee that it will not affect your child."

The woman stroked her swollen belly and said, "If this child's life is tough, it is his blessing. If something happens, it is his life."

Tang Jiao comforted her for a while and left after making sure she was in good spirits.