After the prince was reborn, he forced me to marry him and took me into the East Palace

"You..." Nan Yuan widened her eyes in surprise. Could it be that she really recognized the wrong person?

Nan Jiamu chewed the osmanthus cake with great effort and said, "It's too dry. Find me some water."

Nan Yuan was stunned and didn't move for a long time.

Nan Jiamu waved his hand in front of her eyes and asked, "What's going on? Why are you distracted for no reason?"

"What you are eating is osmanthus cake." Nan Yuan reminded.

Nan Jiamu took the water bag from Nan Yuan's hand without much concern, poured a mouthful into his mouth, and said nonchalantly: "Since you know it's osmanthus cake, why don't you quickly prepare some medicine for your brother? Do you still want to see your brother covered in rashes?"

Hearing this, Nan Yuan quickly found the pills from the medicine box and handed them to Nan Jiamu.

Nan Jiamu stuffed all the pills into his mouth and swallowed them together with the osmanthus cake.

After Nan Jiamu had eaten and drunk his fill, he looked at Nan Yuan with a smile and said, "So, little Yuan'er, what do you mean by giving me this sweet-scented osmanthus cake? Are you testing me?"

Nan Yuan pursed her lips and said nothing.

Nan Jiamu did not continue to ask, but just rubbed Nan Yuan's hair. He was not angry and smiled and said, "Be more cautious. At least you won't be easily deceived in the future."

"Let me bandage your wound first." Nan Yuan took Nan Jiamu's hand and gently applied medicine on it.

"Xiao Yuan'er, didn't you hear what people outside said about me? They said I had an epidemic. You are so close to me, aren't you afraid?" Nan Jiamu suddenly asked in a serious tone.

"I have seen patients with the plague, and the plague is not like you." Nan Yuan said firmly.

Although her medical skills have not reached the pinnacle, she has been influenced by her father, the imperial physician, since she was a child, so it is very easy for her to distinguish whether it is an epidemic or not.

Nan Yuan bandaged Nan Jiamu's wound, checked his pulse, and said, "You just have a common high fever."

It's just that he has been delaying treatment, so he looks weak and sick, with sunken eye sockets, as if he has contracted an epidemic.

"By the way, brother, you have been in the Xuanjia Army for a long time. Have you seen patients with the plague? How are their conditions?" Nan Yuan still wanted to know the conditions of the conditions here. After all, she came here under the guise of treating the plague, and it would not be good to do nothing.

"What if I tell you that there is no epidemic here at all?" Nan Jiamu said lightly.

Nan Yuan's eyes widened in surprise: "What did you say? There is no disease?"

But Nan Yuan clearly remembered that there was an epidemic in her previous life, and countless people died. Even many officials sent by the court to provide disaster relief were infected with the epidemic and died.

How is it possible that there is no epidemic at all?

"Of course not, otherwise why didn't any of the officials get hurt, and all the dead were civilians?" Nan Jiamu smiled and said, "Xiao Yuan'er, the water here is too complicated, it's better for you not to know."

The more you know, the sooner you die. It's like he knows the truth and now everyone wants him dead.

Nan Yuan nodded, not quite understanding: "Then what should I do?"

"Can we go home now?" Nan Jiamu asked.

Nan Yuan shook her head. Since she had just come out to provide disaster relief, naturally no one would be willing to send her back.

Nan Jiamu was silent for a moment. If he couldn't go home for refuge, it would be better to know the situation here as soon as possible rather than being confused. At least he would know how to deal with it.

"The world is bustling with people because of profit. There is certainly profit to be made here. You just need to know that there is a lot of money to be made in disaster relief, enough to attract most people."

"Li Gou's father was a high-ranking official, who was sent by His Majesty to be in charge of military food and disaster relief. However, he could not resist the temptation of money, and he swallowed up most of the food and money."

"The food and wages in the barracks granary are only enough for the soldiers and refugees to use for three days. Logically, they should make up for the money, but it is easy to get in but difficult to get out. It is simply wishful thinking to want to get the money back from him."

"So Li Gou's father teamed up with his uncle to poison the victims, killing and injuring tens of thousands a day. They used the excuse of an epidemic to burn the bodies on the spot to destroy the evidence. Even if someone had any objections, the evidence was already gone."

"Brother, come home with me."

Nan Yuan nervously held Nan Jiamu's hand. She had now figured out the interests involved.

Nan Jiamu must be on the opposite side of the Li family, and the fact that the Li family dared to do such a bold thing means that they must have a backer behind them.

If Nan Jiamu relies on himself alone to bring down the Li family, it would be like a gnat trying to shake a tree; his chances of success are slim.

Nan Jiamu's eyes fell on Nan Yuan's hand holding his, and his eyes darkened a little. He smiled and pushed Nan Yuan's hand away, and asked: "Even if I, your brother, want to go home with you now, I can't go back. Do you think the Li family will let me go?"

"If I go home now, not only can I not save my life, I'm afraid I will also bring trouble to you and my parents."

"I can go and ask..." Nan Yuan suddenly paused.

"Who should I ask for help? Who can protect your brother now?" Nan Jiamu laughed at himself. "There are no more than five people in Dayong who are not afraid of the Li family. Most of them sit high in the hall and don't care about the sufferings of the world. Do you have the ability to invite them out to make the decision for me?"

Nan Yuan thought that Gu Jingheng was definitely not afraid of the Li family, but what qualifications did she have to ask Gu Jingheng for help?

Seeing Nan Yuan's tangled look, Nan Jiamu suddenly said jokingly, "Are you thinking of asking your useless cousin to save me?"

"Xie Luochen is just a waste. He has the title of a prince in the capital but cannot get into the noble circle. When he came to the military camp, he could only do some menial work and had no say at all. If you want him to help me, even if he bites the bullet and agrees, the end result is that he will be dealt with along with me."

Nan Yuan frowned and said, "Brother, don't say that about him."

Hearing this, Nan Jiamu felt a little strange. He stared at Nan Yuan's eyes and asked, "What's going on? Are you being so mean? He is your cousin and I am your brother. I said a few words to him and you didn't allow me to do so? Could it be that he is my brother-in-law?"