"Hey Hey!!!!!!!!!"

But when the two looked at Han Yan's position, they also exclaimed a scream. Tu Zigu, who had completely recovered, pointed at Han Yan's trembling voice and asked: "You, you, you, rude, rude person!? What did you do to Lord God's Son??"

Budu shouted to Han Yan like an explosive cat: "You actually made such an official act and left the Son of God!

Han Yan may still be copying, and the only difference today is that there is a figure around him. A little girl with short light golden hair is resting on his legs. She looks very calm and her hands firmly hold onto the corner of his clothes. Han Yan, who simply ignores them, is still copying, but the son of god is awakened by the voices of the two. She hasn't slept for a long time. If she is usually light sleeping, she will recover immediately whenever she is shocked. She sleeps like this today.

Budu and Tu Zigu quickly pulled the Son of God, and Tu Zigu asked her with a nervous look on his face, "Son of God, who did not do anything to you, right?"

"What to do? What to do?"

The Son of God, who was straightened, yawned, and he said this. It must have not been fully recovered. But when she looked at Han Yan who was writing, she couldn't help but open her eyes and asked, "Really, false? Have you really not slept all night?" Even if she slept harder, she might be confident that she would immediately feel the sensitive nerves she had developed by light sleep over the years. But this time she slept until dawn, which means that she had connected this position all night. At the beginning, she thought he was just a joke, but she didn't expect that she didn't sleep seriously. The Son of God asked with a little stake on her face, "Ah, are you okay? You haven't slept all night. They were more concerned about the Son of God than his affairs. Bu Qing hurriedly asked in front of her: "Son of God, who is the bad guy who did not do anything to you that would damage your reputation last night, right? Only you can tell me, lead the troops to level the place immediately!"

“Huh!?”

Her words made the Son of God stunned for a moment, but then she reported it to her smile and commented: "It's not what you think, I just lie on him and sleep on him first."

But her stupid reply made the other two fall into a state of even more panic. She grabbed her shoulders with a broken face and staggered and preached: "Son of God, please pay more attention to your reputation. Can girls say such words!"

“Ah haha.

In response to this, the Son of God just laughed dryly without any pain.

I came to the quiet residence, but now it is noisy early in the morning.

At this time, three voices came from outside the door.

"Does the guards of the Shangguan clan come to see the Son of God?"

"The guards of the clan of the Fomen tribe are asking for a visit, and I would like to ask if Lord Budu is here with Lord Quanzhi?"

"The guards of our clan are here. How dare you ask Lord Quanzhi, is Mr. Tu, our family, here?

The truth was that the three of them did not return overnight, and at the same time, the three of them were the future inheritors of their families. Although the heads of the three people around them knew that they were studying at Han Yan, they were uneasy when they were in their homes for the first time in their lives or that they were fathers, so they sent their own guards to confirm. However, these ordered guards were unwilling to do so. Because Han Yan's residence was regarded as a place where all the wealthy families and civilians could not get close, who knew whether they would be hacked to death if they approached casually. Among them, the two rivals of the Yubu family and Suwo family met, they were even more jealous. If it were not for the fault of time and place, they might not have had a conflict on the spot.

Hearing the outside world's voice, the originally noisy three people fell asleep peacefully, and their faces were replaced by solemnity that was not as good as their age.

Zi went up and opened the paper door to face the guards of the three families: "I am here, thanks to Lord Quanzhi's residence, I safely survived the snow disaster last night. I will continue to stay here to discuss issues with the Lord. I will naturally go back at sunset.

"I will also discuss the memorial together here, so that my father will worry unnecessary."

"I'm fine, I'll go back at sunset and convey this to my father."

As the Ministry of Materials and Su Wo, who served the Shangguan clan, Budu and Tu Zigu were sitting behind her on both sides and entrusting their own guards.

The three people who received the order quickly left the place, and the guards who regarded it as a place of wolf and tiger were reluctant to leave immediately. The order they received was just to confirm safety and did not request to force them to take it back to their families. They just had to go back to report safety and were sufficient. Even Bu behind them showed the same disappointment as Tu Zigu, and finally he was a bent person who was confused by bad words.

At this time, Han Yan silently issued an order to expel the three people who wanted to stay here: "You have already let you get through the strong wind and snow, and leave here immediately." Hearing his voice, the Son of God changed into the usual playful expression and walked to him, patting his shoulder hard and smiling, "If you happily agree to be my subordinate, I will reply immediately, and I have many other questions to talk to you."

Han Yan, who was not happy with her, simply refused coldly: "There is nothing to talk about between you and I." The long-standing refusal has become an extraordinary face, which seems to have never heard of it, and smiled like a familiar person. "Don't be so ruthless. No matter what, I have been together for half a year, and even if I am not a master or apprentice, I can be the person around me."

"No need." No matter what she said, Han Yan always refused, because he knew that once the impurities of politics were involved, even the simplest things would become more complicated, and he hated politicians. Bu Du and Tu Zigu, who saw everything, were full of jealousy and resentment. They could be treated by the Son of God, but they could not even enjoy the treatment. Han Yan, who enjoyed such treatment, repeatedly refused, which made them feel helpless to go crazy. The Son of God simply put it on him.

Sitting down beside him: "I really don't understand the feelings of love. By the way, we haven't had a meal yet. Can you prepare breakfast for me first?" In Han Yan's eyes, the little girl's difficulty level was completely better than her expectations. He thought he had said it very straightforwardly, and he could not let her stop like a hill. He probably didn't know that it was precisely because of this straightforwardness that the God Son was so difficult to deal with. She porridge Han Yan's unpretentious straightforwardness, and has not found a lie since every word he said.

Therefore, in an environment where a few people have nothing to say, they start to get married again, and they may spend a new day with the laughter of children.

But in such a riotous era, how long can such a stable day last?

The winter snow melts, the spring breeze arrives, the tender green of the cute teeth symbolizes the falling of spring, and the pretty formation with anger and cheerful appearance looks beautiful.

But in human society, it seems not as beautiful as the scenery. The Year of the Emperor Minda, that is, the year will definitely be a year of filling in riots.

Although the current scholar Minda's movements of Emperor Minda's illness have been whitewashed, the disease of his subordinates cannot be whitewashed. The disease has begun to spread between the palace cabinet and the tyrants. Among them, the ministers who helped Emperor Minda introduce and promote the culture of Buddhism, Su Imazi, the representative of the Buddhist sect, was infected with the disease, and may be the Black Death with extremely high infectiousness and mortality. This disease will never be seen for modern people, but in more familiar terms, it is "plague". The number of deaths has broken through to tens of millions. In an era of backward treatment level, it is definitely a destructive disaster. With the arrival of spring, Han Yan's residence, which almost no one dared to come to seek medical treatment, is now seeing the figure of seeking medical treatment again.

And the number of people is not even smaller than the small number. Han Yan had expected this environment. Although the environment in Nara is relatively different, it does not mean that it can completely prevent the epidemic and eliminate the reasons in Nara County. Another major reason is that the son of Fengcong's name is the policy of benevolence and righteousness. As a benevolent king, she kept taking in the disasters who fled here due to the war, but also laid the root of disasters. Many of the disasters that came were infected with the disease, but the son of the god who did not understand the science of the disease missed the dismissal of such people. He did not have cremation after his death, and even some sick people died in the little-known dark places around him and allowed insects and rats to eat, which made the recent situation of the disease even worse.

In the past, it was able to control the situation, but now it is completely out of control when it was in the onset of the plague. Especially from the moment Su I-Ma Zi was sick, the highly contagious Black Death had spread. This can be seen from the doctor who lined up in Han Yan's residence that Zhang Jie was regarded as a dangerous place and no one was happy to get close. But when the death and the epidemic were tortured, these people who had revenge were horrified and came here to seek medical treatment again. Faced with these people who were tortured by the epidemic, Han Yan had no thoughts, nor showed any disobedience, or made equivalent exchange requests for treatment as usual. Regarding this, only if anyone who had taken over his treatment in the past or who was familiar with him knew that this was the only place to treat without spending money, but you could abandon your most precious things.

As more and more doctors were seeking medical treatment, the study of the son of God was not affected. Similar to her mutual use, Han Yan was also taking over their questions while treating the disease. The only dissatisfaction was filled with noises of hope, which was taking over Han Yan's treatment, but was frightened by him in his heart. The unbearable hope made the son of God frown. But in comparison, if the increasing number of doctors seeking medical treatment, the son of God felt a failure. Although no one said it clearly, she knew that it was caused by her mistake in the plan.

Regarding Han Yan's ability to treat diseases, they may have witnessed it with their own eyes for the first time. It has to be said that the high level of the three finally understood why the Baihao clan wanted to recruit any disease first and could solve it. But what made them even more eyed was Han Yan's strange request. They had heard of his request for treatment before, and now it seemed more strange than what they heard. They asked for exchanges of different prices on each side, and then saw the ugly and yiyou expression on each side. They knew that each request from Han Yan was always unable to think about the other side. If they were unaware of it, they thought that

It was him who coveted the present day. The villagers who came to seek medical treatment from Nie to the beginning or the end were crowded with the three people who came together today only saw the Son of God and Budu. Tu heard that it was slightly delayed due to some family affairs. The Son of God who came early in the morning had already seen Han Yan treating the villagers, while the Son of God and Budu came to a corner of the mysterious room to sit down. The villagers did not give much feedback on their arrival, but dared to come to this dangerous forbidden area every day. The two sitting in the room did not disturb Han Yan immediately but investigated the treatment process.

Seeing his methods of curing people with illness, Bu couldn't help but sigh: "No matter how many times I read it, I thought it was incredible. I was not very eye-catching about medicine, but I also knew that if I couldn't do it, I could be like him in any disease. The Son of God looked at this scene and couldn't help but say in a sad tone: "Budu, did I do something wrong?"

She knew that her plan was wrong, so she used a certain tone rather than a question sentence.

Seeing the sadness on her face, Bu quickly comforted her: "Where is it? Because of the charity of the Son of God, more disasters survived in this turbid world, and...

"But it cannot embellish the fact that my plan is wrong and cultivate this dim terrain, and I also have the responsibility to refuse.

She was so declining that she had to rely on the comfort of others, and only if she had her own mistakes, she was brave enough to face and admit her mistakes. Therefore, she was more likely to be able to control her recent situation than to blame herself. The topics she came to him every day were almost all related to epidemics and epidemic control.

At this time, a late cry came from outside the corridor. Tu had been climbing up the corridor with great difficulty since ancient times. He didn't know whether it was because of running or other reasons. Her expression seemed a little unhealthy and pale.

Seeing the rare lateness of close friends who usually travel together today, Bu couldn't help but complain: "What are you going to do? You're just here now."

Tu has been a little useless since ancient times and said, "Because my brother Ma Zi fell ill, the family is in chaos." The island minister Su Wo Ma Zi has been publicly informed, and the Su Wo clan has also used all the doctors to treat Su Wo Ma Zi.

The son of God, who was more delicate, was concerned and asked: "Is it okay? Since ancient times, you have breathed very hard." But Tu Zhengu himself seemed to be unaware: "It was probably because he didn't close the window last night, and he was slightly infected with the cold."

"Please pay attention to your figure, you are my nervous subordinate."

Listening to her true voice, the Son of God who did not question much spoke the language of concern, but she had some mistakes. I hope that this voice only listens to what others know. If it is something that others know, I hope that this voice will not tell the truth that the master does not know. Maybe she has been used to listening to the voice of Hope for a long time, and taking the voice she heard as the truth.

At this time, Han Yan, who was supposed to be helping the villagers, suddenly came to Tu Zigu in silence, but he didn't say anything, just staring at her.

Although the gaze between the two sides was blocked by a light gauze, it did not harm Tu Zegu. The first feeling this beard gave her is pure white. Although she had never seen her true face, the white skin she exposed must be young.

Just as they were stunned to the times, he had always refused to exchange with others and continued to move for the first time. He reached out his right hand and gently stroked Tu Zigu's left cheek.

Tu, who had no feedback, had the first feeling since ancient times was extremely cold, so cold that it was not as warm as a living person should have.

Then she immediately stepped back with a blush and pointed at him with a trembling hand: "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwujiu! You are doing such a thing!?" Even the Son of God shouted to him in a panic look: "What do you guy want to do? I have no feedback on you because I have done so much to you!" Budu reminded him one after another: "Son of God! Place! Pay attention to the situation!!"
Chapter completed!