The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Mu Jin looked dull, seeing Yu Wenrui actually nodded to her, turned around and was about to take a step out, and for a while, she hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty!"

The voice was sharp and stern, full of loyalty and sincerity like cuckoo cuckling blood.

Yu Wenrui paused, then looked back at her, with a delicate and complicated expression on her back.

Mu Jin didn't dare to raise her head, but fell to the ground again, her wide robe sleeves spread out like butterfly wings, spreading all over her.

She closed her eyes and said each word: "Your Majesty, the west of the city is very close to the palace. Once the disease spreads, it will inevitably threaten your majesty's safety." She knelt down and walked a few steps with her knees, but the corners of the robe near Yu Wenrui remained. Distance, "Your Majesty, the quasi-minions go to deal with it!"

The final sound is sonorous, if it weren't for her to be an **** who harmed the country and the people, these words, such a strong character, would surely make people think that she is some kind of loyal minister and admonisher.

Bang dong, bang dong.

Mu Jinse shrank his shoulders, pricked his ears and listened to Yu Wenrui's regaining calm breathing after a stagnation.

This step was extremely dangerous. Emperor Yu Wenrui was ingenious and naturally suspicious. She had said a few words with the prime minister before that could arouse his temptation. Now that he makes such an inconsistent move, God knows what he thinks.

But this is the only chance she can capture the plot, and she can't give up.

After Yu Wenrui hadn't spoken for a long time, Mu Jin became more frightened and couldn't help but curious, and glanced up at his expression tremblingly.

Ying Ting's emperor has deep eyebrows, and his eyes are extremely deep when looking at her, but there is a little light flickering in the depth of his eyes, flashing with invisible shock and movement.

… Is he finally shocked by her boldness?

Mu Jin looked sad: "The minion is someone who can't get out of the palace, and has never been able to share the worries for your majesty, but with the dragon aura of your majesty, I also want to give back to your majesty, hoping for your majesty's favor." Just like the highness back then...protecting the minions."

This highness that she called out when she was awake obviously touched Yu Wenrui even more.

He looked at this stuff that had become kitsch and shallow in his mind before, this spine that was still straight even when he was kneeling on the ground, how could there be a slight impression of a humble and inferior appearance?

That face with a flattering smile and a cruel and violent face suddenly blurred, and replaced by Mu Jin, now with bright eyebrows and a degree of advance and retreat.

Yu Wenrui exhaled softly, suppressing the surging complexity in his heart.

She didn't say that the people in the capital, all the people in the world, only worried about his safety.

She is still like this, short-term thinking and shallow-eyed, but as before, he can only be seen in those dark beautiful eyes.

"it is good."

He only spit out this word.

The plague that broke out in the west of the city is not a trivial matter. In just half a month, half of the city has fallen. Although the imperial doctor has been quickly sent there, and Shuntian Fu Yin personally came to comfort the people, but in the face of such a fierce and terrible disease, Yanjing Zhong’s The people are still panicking, shrouded in an atmosphere of horror.

Let alone the west of the city, which is an epidemic area, even several other urban areas have begun to feel uneasy. The people packed their bags and went out of the city with their families. The whole Beijing suddenly became a mess, and the people turned over.

Early this morning, even a minister said that Yu Wenrui should also go to the outside palace in Beijing to take shelter from the limelight, but Yu Wenrui rejected it. At the same time, it was revealed that Mu Jinwen had been ordered to be the director of Bantai Hospital and Hongji was going to the epidemic area for treatment and suppression.

When this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

Mu Jin didn't know that the dark tide was surging in the court hall. She had already arrived outside the Xuanwu Gate and was waiting for the imperial doctor who was with her. There was a lonely carriage next to her, and a clean-faced guard who was obviously disguised as a coachman.

Before the imperial doctor arrived, a girl's call came from a distance. Mu Jin looked back and saw Duan Rongrong rushing towards the palace gate anxiously. His running posture was not as reserved as his daughter's house, and the beads on his head were almost scattered all over the place. .

She was stopped by Xuanwumen's guards, and Rong Feng, who was walking fast but not messy beside her, immediately took out the token, and the few people met smoothly.

"Manager Mu!" Duan Rongrong swallowed the saliva that almost choked her, and grabbed Mu Jin by the sleeve regardless of what happened. "There are only a few points to deal with the epidemic! Remember: if you have a fever, report it early. Go out less, wear it. Masks. Wash hands frequently, don't shake hands. Reasonable meals, good health, moderate exercise, long blood..."

Mu Jin:...

What to do with this.

Is this person who "shows brilliant" in the original by this jingle?

She decided to ignore her for the time being, and raised her eyes to see Rong Feng who followed.

Rong Feng's gaze was falling on Duan Rongrong's sleeve pulling her, and meeting her eyes, there was a trace of worry in her brown eyes, but he looked at her like this, relatively speechless.

Mu Jin: "...Is there anything else?"

Seeing that Mu Jin ignored her, Duan Rongrong blinked his big eyes that quickly burst into tears, "Mr. Mu, in any case, don't touch the patient with your skin!"

Mu Jin knew that she should get rid of her irritably, but in the face of such sincere concerns, she really couldn't do anything destructive and kind, and finally had to hum in a low voice.

Rong Feng seemed to be half a beat slowly: "...Be careful."

He stepped forward and patted Mu Jin on the shoulder.

Mu Jin was speechless.

Her gaze crossed his tall and straight shoulders and looked back. Gu Qingzheng, who was dressed in the court uniform of the left court of the Taiyuan Hospital and was full of bones, was supporting a gray-bearded old doctor, and hurried to this place. Came here.

Mu Jin has a good memory, and when they came closer to take a closer look, wasn't this the old lady who bandaged her after she was scratched with a whip last time?

He turned out to be too normal?

Mu Jin suddenly felt that the palm of his hand was getting valuable.

Several people successfully met. Mu Jin faced Gu Qing, a person who knew her identity and was quite familiar with the original owner, with a guilty conscience, so she could only put a carriage on her gloomy face, which was also in line with her personality.

If according to her nature, she politely helped the old man to get into the carriage, and then pushed Gu Qing against each other before getting on, this would shock the jaws of everyone present.

Mu Jin shook his head and threw away the imaginary scenes flying out of his mind. Seeing that Gu Qing had assisted Dr. Ying to come up, despite Duan Rongrong still chattering about epidemic prevention knowledge outside, he closed the curtains indifferently.

She didn't see, Gu Qing exchanged a secret look with Rong Feng who was standing outside just before the curtains were put down.

The carriage gurgled towards the west of the city, full of people fleeing with their families along the way, and the various forms of sentient beings showed vividly before the disaster.

Mu Jin only opened the curtain and took a look, then put it down and dared not look again.

Under the scrutiny of Gu Qing and the old lady, she watched her nose and nose, and asked the system quietly in her heart: "I'm asking myself to walk through the plot. Isn't it a failure?"

System: "Of course it doesn't count. As long as the plot happens, you don't have to go."

Mu Jin didn't understand, but now is not the time to struggle with this question, "I won't die of the plague, will I?"

The system wondered: "You are usually smart, but why are you suddenly so timid?"

Mu Jin sighed, and held some trembling hands under the sleeves of the wide robe.

This is not the first time she has faced a dying situation, but this time there will be no parents who graciously died in order to protect her, only herself, and only herself.

The horror of the plague does not need to be repeated, but anyone who has understood the plagues that almost wiped out the country in human history will be afraid of this word. It is more scary than the tiger and more scary than the ghost.

In the original work, this plot is also extremely dangerous.

Of course, the original Mu Jinwen could not be like Mu Jin. She foolishly invited Ying to go to the epidemic area. She was unwilling to be sent there. Although the local chaos was suppressed with iron and blood, she refused to give up what was in her heart. Dian Xiao Jiujiu, actually withstood the plague, kept sending people between the palace and the epidemic area, causing the plague to almost erupt in the palace, causing catastrophe.

It is precisely because she is beyond her reach, the relationship between the heroine and the heroine has heated up rapidly, laying a solid foundation for the latter.

Mu Jin now doesn't expect the "rapid warming of the relationship between the male and female master". How to introduce the disease to the palace when she is in the epidemic area and ensure that those characters are not played to death is an extremely difficult task.

She was so bad that she sighed again.

Perhaps it was this long sigh that finally made Gu Qing determined to stop being silent. He said: "Uncle Ying, this time General Manager Mu took the initiative to ask your Majesty to go to the epidemic area. It is also a heart for the country and the people, but she is not a healer after all. If you want to be there in person, let me accompany you."

Uncle Ying?

Mu Jin raised her head to look at them, Gu Qing's eyes did not fall on her side, and she looked at the old lady sincerely, with a curvaceous profile like the cleanest brushwork in this troubled world.

The old lady touched his beard and looked at Mu Jin with a much milder look than last time. He smiled and said, "Gu Qing, am I the one who will push innocent people to death in your heart?"

Although his words are strong, his face is kind, and he obviously doesn't like Gu Qing too much.

Sure enough, Gu Qing didn't panic at all, but when he heard him say this, he showed a gentle smile, "Uncle Ying said that, I'm relieved."

Mu Jin remembered that the "only doctor Gu Qing" had made friends with him. This Ying Tai doctor was one. He was once the brother of Gu Qing's father, who regarded him as his own child after Gu Qing's father died. .

It turned out to be his own, Mu Jin felt relieved.

Gu Qing's just a few short words was like a reassurance for her. As long as she doesn't make trouble in a safe place, and she won't be able to get medical treatment then, she will be able to return to the palace safely.

I understand what she said, but how could she do that.

Mu Jin raised her chin slightly, making her jaw more beautiful, "No. I will do nothing less."

Gu Qing's eyes were soft, and the old doctor smiled and said, "This boyishness is not small."

"That's not true." Gu Qing continued, "She seems to have a special obsession with saving people. She has been saving people before, and she is also now."

The look of the old lady became more kind and affectionate.

Mu Jin: ...? I'm not that I don't, don't talk nonsense

She didn't know which link went wrong in the middle. None of their reactions to her fit the script. Mu Jin closed her mouth in annoyance, and turned her head away with annoyance.

In this way, both of them shook their heads in their hearts: This little guy is too easy to be shy.

Fortunately, Mu Jin couldn't hear it.

Although I tried my best to relax the atmosphere, this road is after all leading to the current dead zone. When the carriage gradually walks into the west of the city, the whole atmosphere suddenly calms down. It is not a reassuring silence, but as if the living creatures have died out. .

Gu Qing took out a few pieces of silk cloth from the medicine box he carried and handed them to the old lady and Mu Jin, motioning them to put them on their faces.

The creak of the carriage gradually stopped. Just as Mu Jin was about to get up, Gu Qing untied the driving curtain a step faster than her.

Several people who also wear silk cloth stood waiting for them under the blackened sky.