Raising Wolves

When we returned to Ji'an Mansion, it was already very late.

Chen Xiaodao and Chang Shun waited anxiously at the gate of the official office. They saw a group of people coming on horseback from a distance, and ran over quickly. They saw Ning Juan and Lu Qingze who were riding together, and their hearts finally fell back into their stomachs.

Changshun went to work as a military supervisor during the day, and when he came back, he heard about this incident. He was so frightened that he almost fainted, biting his small handkerchief, tearful.

Lu Qing rode the horse until his legs went numb. When he got off the horse, he was caught off guard for a moment, his legs went limp, and he almost fell.

Fortunately, Ning Juan has been paying attention to him, and reached out to help him in time: "Teacher, be careful!"

Unable to bear the hot face again, Quiet Mimi thought in her heart, the teacher's waist is really thin.

I don't know if it's because he didn't have a good rest in recent days, but Lu Qing felt a little dizzy.

This body has a lot of small problems, and some problems happen from time to time, and he is used to it.

Yu Zheng was also brought back to Ji'an Mansion.

Ning Juan glanced at Chang Shun who was still wiping the corners of his eyes with a small handkerchief, and pressed his forehead: "Take him to the courtyard where Yu's family is temporarily staying."

Changshun retracted the small handkerchief in a second: "Of order, Your Majesty."

Lu Qing looked a little funny, and patted Chen Xiaodao on the head: "It's nothing, go and rest."

He took another two steps into the official office, but he lost his footing and wobbled again.

Ning Juan frowned, and supported Lu Qingze with his hands: "Is the teacher tired? I'll accompany you back to rest."

Lu Qing's eyes were sore, guessing that his body was about to reach its limit again, he withdrew his hand, and pointed lazily in the direction of the study: "Although I really want you to rest, but there are three piles of documents in the study, The left side is the most important and needs to be decided by you. The middle one is generally important. I’m done with it. If you’re worried, check it out. There’s no need to talk to the right side. Flattery and flattery. Besides, you should have There are other things to do, go, I will go back to my room to rest first."

Ning Juan: "..."

Lu Qing didn't look at the little boy's aggrieved face, and slipped away with his foot lifted.

He didn't want Ning Juan to find out that he was ill and force him to drink medicine with great fanfare and fuss.

Back in the house, Lu Qing washed up and fell asleep groggyly.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed that it was only a short while, he suddenly woke up from a rush of enthusiasm, and opened his eyes dizzily.

There seemed to be a slight pain in the bones, and the whole body seemed to be locked in a steamer. During the panting, the heat seemed to overflow from the internal organs, and even the breathing was scalding.

Because his consciousness had been blurred for a long time, Lu Qing didn't even realize that he was sick at the first moment, thinking in a trance that the room was too hot.

It wasn't until his throat hurt from thirst, and he wanted to pour a cup of tea, but when he turned over and got out of bed, his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground, did he recover a little from his ignorance, and slowly said two words: not good.

This symptom is like a fever.

also like...

Lu Qing's heart sank suddenly. He poured a cup of warm tea and poured it down his throat. The warm tea flowed down his throat, bringing a bit of clarity.

He thought quickly.

After coming to Jiangyou, he has always been able to resist his own body very well. Except for wearing a cloth towel and seeing the victims of Lingshan Temple from a distance, he has never taken the initiative to approach any sick patients.

This epidemic should not be an airborne plague, otherwise not only Lingshan Temple, but the entire Jiangyou would have fallen long ago.

But it must be prevented.

Lu Qing took a light breath, gathered some strength, cleared his throat, and tried to make his voice sound confident: "Brothers outside, please call Chen Xiaodao over for me."

The window was tapped lightly, which meant that the hidden guards outside had obeyed the order.

Lu Qingze's breathing was heavy, he closed his eyes, took out his handkerchief, and covered his mouth and nose.

In short, it is best not to alarm Ning Juan.

The last time I almost hurt him, I was out of breath from crying.

That brat, when encountering such a thing, I'm afraid he won't be calmer than Chen Xiaodao.

Just when Chen Xiaodao was called up, he rubbed his eyes and ran to Lu Qingze's yard muttering.

Ning Juan, who was still dealing with business in the study, suddenly had his eyelids twitch, and suddenly felt restless and restless.

At the same time, Zheng Yao stepped into the room like a whirlwind: "Your Majesty, someone has been caught! I just threw him into the prison and tortured me."

Ning Juan said "Mmm" without looking up.

"The leader of this group of bandits is named Wei Xian. The child who assassinated you and Mr. Lu is his adopted son. Wei Xian said that he was instructed by Pan Jingmin to rob officials. At the time, Yu Shurong and others jointly reported to the court. The letter was robbed by Wei Xian. Because Pan Jingmin was arrested, after seeing the chaos tonight, Wei Xian thought he was here to arrest him, and in a panic, he pushed out his adopted son to assassinate His Majesty, intending to cause chaos, and took the opportunity to escape."

Ning Juan: "Where's Pan Jingmin?"

"I have passed the interrogation. Pan Jingmin does know Wei Xian, but he refuses to admit that he instructed Wei Xian to rob him. There are more than half of the thieves in Wei Xian's cottage. There are those who know and those who don't." Zheng Yao paused. , asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, what should I do?"

Ning Juan tapped the table with his fingertips, and was about to speak when Chang Shun suddenly rushed in from the outside: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something serious has happened!"

Seeing him flustered, Ning Juan's eyelids twitched again for no reason: "What are you panicking about?"

"A few quarters of an hour ago, Mr. Lin suddenly collapsed in the courtyard and was unconscious," Chang Shun said along his chest, with a panicked expression on his face. , Miss Yu who had been in contact with her also developed symptoms."

Speaking of this, Chang Shun's head lowered a little: "Then... Chen Xiaodao also came to the imperial physician, saying that Mr. Lu also had symptoms of wind and cold, so he invited the imperial physician into the house just now."

Ning Juan was startled, his whole body felt cold for a moment, the pen in his hand fell down, and he suddenly looked in the direction of the courtyard where Lu Qingze was.

When rushing from the study to the small courtyard, the guards who followed Ning Juan had never seen His Majesty so groggy.

Even his face turned pale.

Ning Juan almost ran.

There was no expression on his face, but his ears were buzzing, he felt the blood flowing backwards all over his body, and the chill almost penetrated his fingertips.

The road was as long as heaven, and it reminded him in a daze of the royal road he walked when he was released from the cold palace to be crowned prince in the midst of war and chaos, but within a few days, he was held hostage again to ascend to the throne.

Surrounded by faces that cannot be seen clearly, each face is blank, only a pair of meaningful eyes, looking down at him condescendingly.

The imperial path is so vast and indistinct that you can't see the end at a glance.

He was the only one walking.

When we arrived at the courtyard, there were already many people standing in the courtyard.

Chen Xiaodao was called over by Lu Qingze, and ran to find the acquainted Imperial Physician Chen, who is now in the house.

He was digging at the pillar helplessly, his face was pale, and when he saw Ning Juan approaching, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty! Young Master, Young Master..."

Ning Juan acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and walked quickly and hurriedly, his eyes didn't stay on anyone, and he was about to enter the house directly.

Suddenly there was a creak, and the door opened a crack.

Chen Ke came out of the house with a tired and worried face, carrying the medical kit. When he saw Ning Juan, he quickly closed the door and took two steps forward to salute.

Ning Juan paused and took a deep breath: "How is the teacher?"

The young man's face was obviously expressionless, but it was extremely creepy. Chen Ke's eyebrows trembled: "I have checked, and Mr. Lu only has symptoms of wind and cold, but..."

However, this disease has an incubation period of several days.

Many patients who were infected with the epidemic seemed to have contracted a common cold in the early stage.

After three to five days, some people are too weak to survive the disease, and the disease will disappear. If the life is harder, they will survive for half a month, and then die inhumanely under repeated torture.

It's only been ten days since I came to Jiangyou, and several imperial physicians have tried their best to find out a way to delay it. Right now, they are still at a loss for this disease, and there is no particularly effective medicine.

Ning Juan's face turned pale again.

I don't know if it was because of dazzlement, but Chen Ke felt that His Majesty, who had always been young and prudent, seemed to be shaking.

After only a moment, Ning Juan passed Chen Ke silently, and was about to step directly into the house.

Chen Ke was startled, and immediately stopped him, with an urgent tone: "Your Majesty! Mr. Lin was the first to confirm that he was infected, and then Miss Yu also fell down. Mr. Lu has been in contact with Mr. Lin several times. After confirming what happened to Mr. Lu, you still don't want to go in..."

Plague does not distinguish between high and low, even if the emperor comes, it will still be infected.

Ning Juan is the emperor of Daqi!

This time he came to Jiangyou, it was already a risk, if he contracted the epidemic, if there was any good or bad, then the world would really change!

There was only one thought in Ning Juan's mind.

He wanted to see Lu Qingze.

He glanced at Chen Ke expressionlessly: "Get out of the way."

Old doctor Chen was sweating profusely. He didn't know whether it was urgent or hot, and his voice changed: "Your Majesty, wait a few days..."

"I let you," Ning Juan stared at him, his dark eyes were dull, his voice was cold, "get out of the way."

The eyes were like a deep pool, without the slightest fluctuation, and cold. Chen Ke's back went cold, and he was stunned for a moment, feeling a sense of fear, his heart was beating wildly, and he didn't dare to stop him.

Chen Xiaodao stayed for a long time, but he also came to his senses, pushed Changshun, and stepped forward to stop him together: "Your Majesty, just go in and take care of the young master, your dragon body is precious..."

Changshun didn't dare to go forward.

He followed Ning Juan, and he knew very well how much His Majesty valued Master Lu, and the veil in his hand was almost torn—how could Master Lu fall down!

Ning Juan ignored Chen Xiaodao.

In addition to the fear and worry pouring into his limbs and bones, there was still a hint of anger hidden in his heart.

Something happened to Lu Qing, and the first reaction was not to look for him, but to look for Chen Xiaodao.

He even wanted to hide it from him!

It's not bad that he didn't cut Chen Xiaodao alive.

No one dared to stop Ning Juan, so he went to the door and pushed it—but he didn't push it.

The door was bolted.

The teacher won't let him in?

Ning Juan's eyes were red and his heart was trembling. He pushed the door again, and suddenly he couldn't control his emotions. He stared at the door, and suddenly raised his voice: "Sun Er! Bring the knife!"

At this moment, the young emperor is like a beast that is on the verge of losing control, his reason is tied to a tight string, and his reason may break at any time.

No one dared to refute, the dark guard held his breath and stepped forward to pass the knife.

Ning Juan suddenly heard a gossamer-like, hoarse and weak voice from behind the door: "Guoguo."

Very lightly, only Ning Juan who was leaning against the door could hear it.

The rationality that was on the verge of losing control suddenly stopped.

Ning Juan's shortness of breath stopped, he gritted his teeth, controlled his voice, but couldn't hide his trembling: "Teacher, let me in."

"Don't make trouble."

Lu Qing was lying on the bed, half asleep, when he heard the noise outside, he staggered against the wall and leaned against the door, and locked the door.

At this moment, he was completely exhausted, and leaned against the door limply, his body was hot and cold, his temples were throbbing, and his eyes turned black one after another.

He propped his feverish forehead, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, but his reason was still there, and his tone was soft, but he could not refuse: "Listen to the teacher and go back."

Ning Juan's throat choked, his eye circles became redder, his forehead pressed against the door, and there was almost a hint of begging in his voice: "Teacher, let me go in and see you..."

The little emperor has been stubborn and twisted since he was a child. The last time Lu Qing saw Ning Juan lose control of his emotions, it was because he almost hurt him when he was seasick.

Lu Qing leaned against the cold door, his mind was confused for a moment, and he thought vaguely: This child, won't cry again?

The dignified emperor was crying, he was not really going to die.

"I'm fine, it's just a common wind and cold." Lu Qing took time to reorganize his messed up thoughts, his voice was very hoarse, and he coughed a few times, "The wind and cold are contagious, if you also fall ill , Who will take care of Jiangyou? Go and busy with your affairs, and come to see you when I get better. "

In the past, as long as Lu Qingze coaxed him like this, Ning Juan would listen to him very much.

This time it was not so easy to coax.

Who will take care of it?Who cares who loves who cares!

Ning Juan closed his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, he was three-point calm, but if Lu Qing stood in front of him, he would definitely be able to detect the madness in his eyes when he looked closely.

It was quiet outside for a while, but Lu Qing thought that Ning Juan had already left, and suddenly heard the young man's soft voice: "What if I have to come in?"

Lu Qing was stunned, dully aware of something wrong.

The next moment, the window lattice was broken open with a bang.

The sound of footsteps in front of the door moved away, Lu Qingze's eyes were blurred, and he raised his head with effort, only to see a slender figure coming in neatly from the outside, striding towards him in a hurry.

... This little bastard!

Lu Qing cursed in his heart, and felt a dizzy lift in the next moment.

Ning Juan broke in through the window and picked him up.

Lu Qing was so angry that he closed his eyes and couldn't recover for a long time. When he was put on the bed, he grabbed Ning Juan's collar, and his voice was so hoarse, he said angrily, "What are you doing! Aren't you afraid of the epidemic!"

If it is an ordinary cold, he can lie down for a few days and drink some medicine, and he will get used to it.

But if he was infected with the epidemic, how unfortunately would he infect Ning Juan!

"So what." Ning Juan stared at him with red eyes, and replied coldly.

Lu Qing was so angry that his temples were throbbing. For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the light, and even had the strength to curse: "What did I tell you when I came back? Don't put yourself in danger, you belong to Daqi emperor……"

"Am I just the emperor of Daqi in front of you?" Ning Juan squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "Lu Qingze, do you know how scared I am?"

The moment he heard that Lin Xi was infected with the epidemic and infected Yu Liuyue, he was about to go crazy with fright.

Lu Qing could not hear clearly.

That trace of anger burned the last bit of his strength.

His eyelashes are closed, his brows are deeply frowned, his forehead is covered with a thin layer of sweat, his cheekbones are abnormally morbidly red, his lips are pale and dry, and his vitality has weakened, as if A crabapple flower whose branch is about to wither.

Ning Juan stopped his voice suddenly, and the apex of his heart twitched, the pain was severe.

It was clear that he was fine when he came back.

He looked at Lu Qingze, stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look outside, and said sharply, "Where's the medicine?!"

Hearing the voice in the house, Chang Shun ran to the window in fear: "The medicine is frying in the kitchen, and it will be delivered right away! Your Majesty, you, why don't you come out, the servant will come to feed Master Lu later..."

There was no sound in the house.

Obviously didn't listen to this at all.

A group of people outside the house looked at each other in dismay, anxious in their hearts, but they knew very well that normally only Master Lu could persuade His Majesty, and His Majesty only listened to His Majesty's words.

Now even the words of the Emperor Master himself are useless, what they say is useless.

Everything outside seems to be gone.

Ning Juan wet the handkerchief, and wiped the sweat off Lu Qingze's forehead without distraction.

He sweated a lot, and his hair was slightly soaked, and the black hair was messy on his snow-white cheeks. The strong contrast was shocking.

Ning Juan's lowered eyes slid onto Lu Qingze's dry lips.

Usually, the teacher always has a lazy posture, and speaks with a certain calmness. When he blinks his thick eyelashes, his eyes are full of smiles. He always likes to hold a cup of hot tea, and his thin red lips are soaked like petals.

Now it is morbidly pale.

He pressed his fingertips on the tear mole at the corner of Lu Qingze's eyes, and slowly moved down, feeling the smooth and hot skin under his fingers, until he reached the edge of his lips that he had never dared to touch. After a pause, his fingertips pressed go down.

It is a withered softness.

Ever since he was a child, Ning Juan often saw Lu Qing get sick.

He hated the appearance of this kind of sickness, which represented decline, on Lu Qingze.

It seemed that Lu Qing would just leave him like this.

In fact, Lu Qing didn't pass out completely, but his body and consciousness were tortured by the high temperature, his consciousness was muddled, and he vaguely felt the cold touch, and his drowsy consciousness was suddenly pulled back for a moment.

Under the high heat, Lu Qingze's lips became more and more dry, even a little chapped. Ning Juan was about to pour a cup of tea when his wrist was suddenly encircled by a soft high heat.

A hoarse voice accompanied by heavy breathing came from behind: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

The strength of that hand was limp, and it slid down weakly in the next moment.

Ning Juan's heart skipped a beat, he grabbed it back with his backhand, and turned his head quickly: "Teacher?"

Lu Qingze's pupils were a little scattered, and he couldn't focus. There was sweat on his face, and his face was terribly pale. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't help but choked, and suddenly coughed, but because he was really exhausted, he coughed hard There was not much movement, and the paper-thin body trembled, as if to cough out the last breath of anger.

Ning Juan was terrified, hurriedly knelt down, and patted Lu Qingze on the back: "Don't worry, teacher, what do you want to say?"

Lu Qing finally regained a little clear consciousness in the trance, barely opened his eyelids, and his voice was so hoarse: "Don't blame Lin Xi... Cough, don't play childish temper, even if Lin Xi is not a child, you should give it to their sister." brother to deliver medicine."

Ning Juan fell silent, and did not immediately agree, with a chilling coldness in his eyes.

He didn't hear a reply, but Lu Qing held his hand tightly for three minutes, and his tone became more serious: "Guoguo...do you still listen to the teacher?"

After a suffocating silence.

Ning Juan took a deep breath, held Lu Qingze's palm tightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm obedient. Teacher, I'll obey you."

You have no jokes.

Hearing Ning Juan's response, Lu Qing relaxed his tense heartstrings, closed his eyes, and fell into a coma completely.

Ning Juan sat motionless in front of the bed, his hands still burning hot.

The young man's handsome eyebrows were clouded, his voice was cold, and he slowly added: "But all of this is based on the fact that you are not infected with the epidemic."

When he first came to the throne, Ning Cong insulted Lu Qingze brazenly in front of him, but he couldn't do anything. From then on, he made up his mind to protect Lu Qingze.

What Wu Guogong, Xiao Shizi, Wei Herong... All he did was to firmly grasp the power that should belong to him and protect the only soft spot in his heart.

Ning Juan slowly lowered his head, resting his forehead on the slender hand. After arriving at Jiangyou, everything went smoothly. Until now, the shadow of fear and worry shrouded him, and he suddenly felt powerless.

"Teacher, if you are dead... what is the point of all this?"

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