For a while, there was silence all around, everyone looked at Xue Yan, but no one said a word.

Shen Liufeng was also stunned by his appearance and did not speak.

Xue Yan clearly just looked at him quietly, but he felt like a wild beast, fiercely hitting the iron cage imprisoning him with its body. He didn't know that the pain was like a pain, and he smashed his body into a bloody mess, and also slammed the iron lock into a clanging sound.

It was as if he was about to crash out of the cage and pounce on him and bite his throat.

Xue Yan looked at them and pursed his lips.

Then, he turned around abruptly and strode out.

Shen Zhifu was stunned for a moment, and immediately knew Xue Yan's intentions.

"Quick, go and stop the lord!" he said busyly to the officials on the left and right.

Now that a noble son like Jun Huailang is sick, it is already very serious. If the King of Guangling is really infected, then they have a hundred heads, which is not enough for the emperor to cut off.

The officials rushed out.

But as soon as Xue Yan went out, he went straight to the horse, regardless of how difficult it was to walk in the Jiangnan Gardens.

It disappeared immediately.

Everyone had to chase all the way to the gate of Jun Huailang's courtyard.

But by the time they arrived, Jun Huailang's courtyard was already full of Jinyi guards. Just as they were about to go in, a shiny embroidered spring knife lay across their chests.

"Your Majesty has an order, no one is allowed to enter." One of the Jinyiwei said with an expressionless face. "Please come back."

A few officials naturally did not dare to rush in front of Jin Yiwei's knife, so they had to stop when they heard this, and tiptoed to look into the courtyard hopelessly.

But the courtyard was quiet, except for the rustling of the bamboo forest and the murmur of the water. Jun Huailang's residence stood there quietly.

The courtyard was empty, no one was there.

——

Jun Huailang only felt that he was hallucinating.

Although he hangs by drinking antipyretic medicine every day, his spirit is still not as good as day. This morning, he reluctantly drank the medicine and ate two mouthfuls of food. He listened to the report from the official with all his strength. He struggled to clear his thoughts and told him a few ways to adjust the order in the city, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

It has been so since the second day. He can only drink the medicine every day, but he can't eat a few mouthfuls of food. After finishing the important things, he can sleep groggyly for a day.

At this moment, he forced himself to finish drinking the medicine, lay on the bed, and was about to fall asleep again.

But at this moment, he heard footsteps.

Jun Huailang struggled to open his eyes.

What's the big deal when you come to him at this time? He pinched himself secretly to wake him up, raised his hand and grabbed the bed curtain, then he wanted to help himself sit up.

However, the footsteps did not stop outside the screen.

The man didn't stop, strode around the screen and walked straight into the room.

Jun Huailang furrowed his brows, coughing in a hoarse voice, and said, "If you didn't say it, you're not allowed to come in? Why are you taking my words off your ears..."

But this time, before he could finish his words, he fell into a hard embrace.

The man took him into his arms and almost dragged him up from the bed.

It was the first time that Jun Huailang realized that he was so hot.

The man pressed the back of his head and pressed his face into his neck. Jun Huailang only felt a piece of skin exuding chills on his forehead and cheeks, like a soldering iron that suddenly sank into the water.

"Who else are you thinking about protecting?" The man gritted his teeth, his voice was frighteningly hoarse, and his voice was almost squeezed out of his teeth. "If you dare to do anything, none of them will survive. You heard it clearly, Jun Huailang."

Jun Huailang heard it clearly, it was Xue Yan's voice.

For a time, the spirit and reason he had been supporting for the past few days collapsed almost instantly. The patient's emotions are inherently more sensitive. As soon as his nose is sore, tears will flow up.

He was afraid of seeing each other, but he couldn't help being in the chaos, thinking about him involuntarily.

Now, here comes the man.

Jun Huailang couldn't control himself for a while, and raised his hand to hug him.

However, when his palm touched the cold, dewy cloth on Xue Yan's shoulders, he instantly woke up.

The gesture of embracing turned into a shove as hard as possible.

"What are you doing!" Jun Huailang said while pushing him and coughing. "This disease is contagious!"

"I'm afraid of this?" Xue Yan gritted his teeth.

Jun Huailang was already ill and had no strength at all. Xue Yan was not polite to him at all, he suppressed his push and refusal in three or two times, and bound his arms tightly in his arms, making him unable to move.

Jun Huailang's eyes turned red.

"...You stay away from me." He said in a hoarse voice, and his throat was already choked.

After being ill for several days, he also knew in the chaos that whether the disease can be cured or not is mostly a matter of fate.

What he can do is to try his best to help Jinling control the spread of the disease and let as few people get sick as possible.

As for whether he is cured or not, whether he can live... Jun Huailang has already made preparations.

In the previous life, his closest relative was the only one left in the end, but now it would be worth it if he could really use his life for the safety of the whole family.

However, it was one thing for him to prepare himself, and it was another thing to face Xue Yan...

Xue Yan's eyes were also red, but he didn't listen to him at all.

"It's not possible." He hugged Jun Huailang tightly and said fiercely, word by word.

"Don't be ridiculous..." Jun Huailang struggled a few times in his arms, but he couldn't move at all.

Jun Huailang was so anxious that water mist appeared in his eyes, and tears were about to fall: "I'm already sick, do you want to die with me?"

Xue Yan's eyes turned red.

Jun Huailang realized the slip of the tongue only after he said it. But after that, the world turned around, Xue Yan hugged him, and pressed him into the bed heavily.

The next moment, a kiss with deep fiery and crazy emotions fell heavily on Jun Huailang's lips.

Jun Huailang tried desperately to hide, but Xue Yan didn't want to let him do it, clumsily but fiercely entangled his lips, insisting that the two's breaths were tightly intertwined in one place, regardless of each other.

Jun Huailang gradually became out of breath and lost his strength.

His eyes were hazy, and he was able to meet Xue Yan's staring at him.

Those amber eyes were also covered with water mist, with a bit of paranoia and death.

Jun Huailang understood.

Xue Yan was obviously afraid that something would happen to him, but he wanted to stubbornly put his life on him.

Jun Huailang's tears slid from the corners of his eyes.

After a long time, Xue Yan stopped panting, but still pressed his lips to warn in a low voice.

"Don't let me hear that word again from your mouth," he said. "Just wait, wait for me to save you."

Jun Huailang looked at him, choked and asked, "Xue Yan, are you not afraid of death?"

Xue Yan took a heavy bite on his lips.

"I'm afraid of a fart," he said.

Jun Huailang snorted lightly.

He thought to himself, what else did he entangle with himself.

He was obsessed with the book he saw in his previous life, and tried desperately to stop himself from responding to Xue Yan's feelings.

But he was the one who had experienced the previous life, and he was the one who fell in love with Xue Yan involuntarily in this life.

What's wrong with Xue Yan in this life?

He thought to himself, even if he violated his conscience and went to eighteen levels of hell after death, there would be a way of heaven to execute him.

He suffers.

Jun Huailang looked at Xue Yan, and tears fell again.

"I'm not afraid either." He raised his hand and put it on Xue Yan's cheek.

Xue Yan was stunned, and immediately understood what he meant.

The iron chain that bound the beast was broken, and nothing could stop Xue Yan's surging emotions hidden in his heart.

Xue Yan stared straight at him, then leaned over to kiss him again.

This time, he was stopped by Jun Huailang raising his hand.

"If there is no danger this time, we will be together, Xue Yan." His hand was on Xue Yan's lips. "Okay?"

Xue Yan only looked at him, unable to react.

But Jun Huailang had already seen the answer.

"But now, you're going out," he said. "Otherwise, I will take back what I just said."

——

Xue Yan moved quickly.

Before noon that day, he placed all the dozens of doctors brought by Chang'an, and sent two cases for them to study the condition and find an antidote.

Because Emperor Qing Ping knew that there was an epidemic in Jiangnan, he was afraid that his favorite prince would have three long and two shortcomings, so he summoned almost all of Chang'an's famous imperial physicians, and sent them to Jinling together with a cart of herbs.

Immediately following, Xue Yan rode his horse and ran all the way to the residence of Shen Zhifu.

Shen Zhifu saw him, and before he could speak, he heard Xue Yan ask, "Where is Shen Liufeng, let him come out."

Shen Zhifu did not dare to disobey, and quickly called someone to call Shen Liufeng out.

"The genius doctor you mentioned that day is still in Yangzhou?" Xue Yan asked.

Shen Liufeng, who had been locked at home by the Shen Zhifu, nodded quickly after hearing him ask this.

Xue Yan glanced at him.

"Go prepare the horse and lead the fastest horse in your house," he said. "I'll go with you to find it."

Shen Liufeng was stunned, followed closely, and looked at Shen Zhifu in surprise.

This time, Shen Zhifu did not dare to stop him.

Shen Liufeng hurriedly went to the horse. Xue Yan glanced at Shen Zhifu, who was hesitant to say anything, and said lightly, "Don't worry, I will bring you back as I brought people out."

Shen Zhifu knew that Xue Yan always said what he said.

Within a quarter of an hour, Shen Liufeng came in a hurry, leading the horse.

Xue Yan did not say much to Shen Zhifu, turned around and led Shen Liufeng away.

They were going to the mountains to find people, so they traveled lightly and did not bring extra followers.

Shen Liufeng followed behind Xue Yan, looking at his back, a little admiration surged in his heart for a while.

Although this King of Guangling was cold and taciturn and fierce, he was the most loyal person. He was the one who rescued Jun Huailang from a collapse on the mountain before, but this time Jun Huailang was in trouble and he was locked up again, but it was the King of Guangling who came to rescue him.

In his heart, Shen Liufeng had long regarded this King of Guangling as his own brother.

Thinking like this, he trotted and chased a few steps forward, raising his hand to put his hand on King Guangling's shoulder, wanting to say a few words of thanks to him.

Seeing that Xue Yan seemed to have eyes behind him, just before Shen Liufeng was about to hang onto him, he raised his hand and poked his shoulder with one finger, forcibly forcing him back a few steps.

Then, Xue Yan stopped, turned his head sideways, and glanced at him lightly.

"Stay away from me, don't come within five feet of me," he said.

Just when Shen Liufeng was surprised, Xue Yan turned around and walked out.

"I have been in close contact with the patient, and it is very dangerous."