Chapter 379 Bloody Clothes!

The little guy's watery eyes rippled: "The emperor's uncle was also infected with the plague..."

Xie Mingan's expression suddenly became serious.

Therefore, when the emperor was ill before, the ministers thought it was a common illness.

But I didn't expect that it was also the plague.

Mo Lingwei wrote to Shen Ningning, hoping that she could provide some spiritual spring water and medicinal herbs.

He knew she had.

Shen Ningning immediately prepared to write a reply.

Unexpectedly, Xie Mingan suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"What's wrong?" The little guy looked back, looking a little anxious.

Obviously worried about Mo Lingwei and the emperor's condition.

Xie Mingan's eyes were dark. He glanced at the room. The maid and Sima Han were both busy.

He pulled the little guy to the side of the porch.

"Sister, I heard my father say last time that the emperor has never given up looking for the lucky girl because he probably needs to give the lucky girl to the national master and sacrifice it to God to end the continuous natural disasters."

Shen Ningning frowned: "So?"

Xie Mingan pursed his thin lips and said, "This plague is coming so violently that it might also be a natural disaster."

"If the emperor gets better, he will definitely be more persistent in looking for Fu Nu, because if he keeps going like this, he won't be able to hold on anymore."

"When you do that, you put yourself in danger."

"So, if the emperor dies due to the plague, the ministers will support the prince to succeed him, and Mo Lingwei treats you well, but he will definitely not follow the advice of the national master and sacrifice the blessed girl."

"What I mean," Xie Ming'an paused, his eyes as deep as the sea: "is to ignore death."

The sun shines brightly, steaming the earth.

The cicadas chirping all over the trees seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Shen Ningning looked at him with wide eyes.

Because of the little guy's busy work just now, his fair and tender cheeks have already turned pink, like delicate pink stamens.

Her soft black hair was stuck to her temples with sweat, and her eyes were so clear and clear that the moment Xie Mingan said those words, he felt that he had hurt his sister's pure heart.

He lowered his eyes secretly and said in a low voice, "I just don't want you to be in danger."

Therefore, he would rather violate the Xie family's ancestral motto: loyalty to the emperor and integrity.

I also want to say such rebellious words.

Shen Ningning was silent for a long time, then Nuo Nuo said: "Brother Stinky, you probably don't know, it feels very uncomfortable to be without a father."

"When I was a child, I didn't have the love of my parents, so I had a very hard time."

"My brother no longer has a mother, how can I just watch him lose his only relative?"

Xie Ming'an was stunned, and then unconsciously let go of the hand holding her tight.

The little guy turned to go into the house, trying to find paper and pen to write a reply to Mo Lingwei.

Unexpectedly, Wu'er actually woke up!

Sima Han was diagnosing his pulse, and his aged face showed more and more surprise.

Finally, the white beard stood up in surprise.

"It's amazing, it's amazing! His pulse was almost dead just now, but now it seems to be rejuvenated, and his pulse is beating vigorously."

Sima Han said and hurriedly called Shen Ningning to feel his pulse.

"Ning Wawa, please remember this pulse, it is the pulse that brings the dead back to life."

Shen Ningning hurried over to study and looked at Wu'er with great joy.

Wu'er opened his tired eyes, and his gaze was much brighter than before.

"Sister Ningning," the little guy said weakly, "Wu'er is hungry and wants to eat roast chicken."

Sima Han and Shen Ningning laughed at the same time.

"Eat, I will definitely give it to you until you are completely recovered from your illness." The little guy agreed immediately.

Sima Han gave Wu'er supplementary acupuncture treatment. Within half an hour, Wu'er was able to sit up and drink medicine on his own.

"Ning Wawa, it seems that your medicinal grape is really powerful! Can you teach grandpa how to grow this?" Sima Han asked the little guy for advice with a smile.

But Shen Ningning remembered that she had to reply to Mo Lingwei.

She smiled sweetly: "Grandpa, the miracle doctor, this is a secret that should not be told outside."

"Just like your special skill of making a broken finger grow back, you said you won't spread it to others. This is my special skill!"

Sima Han was startled when he heard the words, then he stroked his beard and chuckled.

"You clever and quirky little girl! Forget it, I won't ask you questions today. I'm sure you'll be willing to teach me someday."

The miracle doctor laughed and went to prepare medicine for Wu'er.

Shen Ningning hurriedly wrote a reply to Mo Lingwei with pen and paper.

She thought for a while, wrote a bold request, and then prepared to find someone to send him to the palace.

The little guy walked out of the room and saw Xie Ming'an still there.

He was leaning against the pillar, his slender figure making him even more cold-tempered.

Hearing the noise, he looked toward the little guy and his eyes fell on the envelope in her hand.

Shen Ningning quickly protected it with her little hands.

She warned: "Second brother, don't make trouble. I really want to save the emperor's uncle's life. Don't stop me!"

Xie Ming'an sighed deeply.

He stepped forward: "Give it to me, and I will take it to the palace for you."

She saw Shen Ningning's eyes filled with worry.

The color in Xie Mingan's thin eyes was dark.

"Don't worry, I have that idea because of you, but if you don't agree, I will fully support it." His voice was deep.

Shen Ningning thought for a while and handed the letter to him.

"Okay then, you must leave it alone in your brother's hands."

Xie Mingan nodded and left quickly.

Half an hour later.

Inside the Zichen Palace.

In the thin-necked auspicious crane furnace, there is a faint purple smoke.

Mo Lingwei has been silent since he read Shen Ningning's letter, and it has been half a stick of incense.

All the palace servants dared not make a sound. Xie Mingan stood not far away, bowed his head slightly, and waited for instructions.

The palace was quiet, and only the sound of water drops rolling down the ice mirror could be heard.

"You go and prepare the sedan chair. I want to go out of the palace to visit Shen Ningning." Finally, Mo Lingwei turned the letter upside down and spoke lightly.

Xie Mingan frowned secretly.

The emperor was seriously ill and the government was in a critical moment. It might not be good for the prince to leave the palace at will.

But he did not speak to stop him.

The palace servants hurried to prepare, and Mo Lingwei said again: "This prince doesn't like heat, put more ice cubes and curtains."

"Yes." The palace servants withdrew and made urgent preparations.

That evening.

The sedan chair left the palace quietly, changed carriages, and went to Xie's house.

Many imperial guards recognized it. This was the prince's car.

They were used to going to see Princess Funing on time.

After nightfall.

Xie Suzhi hurried back home, and before he changed his clothes, he was pulled into the study by Shen Ningning to talk in private.

At this time, the maids in the second courtyard were packing Xie Yuanjiu's things.

Originally, they should have been sent to the side courtyard last night.

However, Xie Yuanjiu was in a hurry and begged Mr. Xie Er. She said that she had invited Miss Li to come to the mansion to appreciate the flowers.

If she moved out at this time, it might cause panic and make outsiders speculate about the Xie Mansion.

So, she begged Mr. Xie Er to agree to her. After receiving Li Yuyi and sending her away, she voluntarily moved to the other courtyard with her mother.

Mr. Xie Er was not so cruel to her after all. After a silence, he finally nodded and agreed.

They still had to move, so the maids mercilessly put away her clothes and Mrs. Xie Er's clothes.

Xie Yuanjiu stood in the courtyard, looking at the endless night sky, her eyes were grim, as if she was thinking about something.

At this time, a scream came from the room behind her.

The maid scolded: "Second Madam, you are crazy! I am just helping you to clean up the sundries under the bed, why are you biting me!"

"Don't touch my things! Don't!" Second Madam Xie's voice was a little flustered.

Hearing this noise, Xie Yuanjiu keenly felt that something was wrong.

She walked into the house immediately.

Sure enough, her mother, Second Madam Xie, was protecting a short box pulled out from under the bed by the maid, and a guilty look flashed in her eyes.

Xie Yuanjiu frowned, and she took out the silver and gave it to the maid.

"Mother Yu, you have worked hard to clean up for so long. My mother has been in a bad temper recently. Please bear with me. Come, this silver is for you to have some tea. Take a rest and come back. I will persuade her."

The maid called Mother Yu saw the silver and then calmed down a little.

She took the money and said in a sarcastic tone, "Fourth Miss, you are sensible. Okay, we will go and have a rest."

After watching them all go out and close the door, the smile on Xie Yuanjiu's face disappeared instantly.

She turned around with a terrifying and cold expression, which made Mrs. Xie shudder.

"Don't touch this box!" Mrs. Xie protected the box.

Xie Yuanjiu walked over and pushed her away fiercely. Mrs. Xie fell on the bed and screamed.

With a "bang", Xie Yuanjiu had opened the box.

Inside, there was a bloody shirt!

This time, even she panicked, her eyes widened, and she was at a loss!