However, Qin Song knelt down and clasped his fists, looking embarrassed.

"Half an hour ago, Beizhi went down the mountain and went to the city, and found that the city was under martial law, and no one could get in, and the people inside could not get out."

"Martial law?!" Zhang Yushi was taken aback: "How is it possible that the emperor ordered to save the people, and it is impossible to block the way into the city."

Ye Siming sank his eyes and thought quickly: "Qin Song, I don't care what method you use. After entering the city with the token, I will go to Jiangfu for help. Jiang Xiaoran is flexible and will think of ways to deal with it."

"Yes."

Qin Song rode away like a flash of lightning.

Ye Siming then instructed the rest of the officials: "Pull out all the dead and count them and check the list. The rest of the soldiers, find a place to dig a hole and prepare to bury it."

There were earth-shattering cries all around.

Xiao Xiao Hanyu seemed to fall on everyone's heart at this moment.

Ye Siming finished all the instructions.

He saw Gu Nuoer standing behind the crowd, staring blankly at the group of bereaved people.

The little guy has been raised in the deep palace since he was born.

I have never seen so many people die overnight.

Those people lay on the ground, lifeless.

Because of the large number of people, the soldiers prepared to stack them all on the trailer.

Groups of living people, like dead meat at the moment, were laid out coldly.

This can't be a shock to the little guy.

A figure stood in front of her, and an umbrella was stretched over her head to cover the chaotic rain.

"Don't watch if you're afraid."

Ye Siming pressed her into his arms.

His palm was slender and warm, and when he gently held the little guy's little hand, it gave her a lot of security.

But Gu Nuo'er couldn't help crying.

Tears rolled down his cheeks like pearls the size of beans.

She cried quietly: "There is a grandfather who was talking to me yesterday... Yesterday. Today..."

Ye Siming sighed calmly.

"Life and death are a matter of life."

He hugged the little guy gently: "don't cry, I'm here."

Gu Nuo'er wiped her tears with her hands: "Brother Siming, there is no husband now, so let me come."

Ye Siming was startled: "You?"

Her soft and waxy voice was firm: "I will cure this disease!"

If Lang Zhong didn't come, he couldn't let this group of people wait to die.

Gu Nuo'er looked up at him: "Do you believe me?"

At this moment, Ye Siming's heart seemed to be hit by something.

In a trance, he actually felt that Gu Nuo'er's little face in front of him overlapped with the glamorous and cold face of the fish demon.

Ye Siming nodded slowly.

"Believe."

Gu Nuo'er immediately turned around and instructed the soldier politely: "I want Baiweicao and Boyuhua, the former can be found under the tree where the mushrooms grow densely, and one has only three dark green leaves!

The latter is near the water, and the petals are yellowish-white. There is a big water pool in the back mountain. If there is no accident, it should be in the crevices of the rocks. You go, the more you want, the better. "

Everyone knew her identity and did not dare to delay.

Only Ye Siming stood in the rain, his eyes darkened.

She just mentioned...waterholes.

The water pool in the back mountain has a long storyline from Ning'an Village.

How did the little thing know it was there?

...

At this moment, on the Golden Palace.

"Bastard!" Gu Yihan chopped off the head of an official kneeling on the ground in an instant.

In an instant, blood burst out and shot all over the ground!

Gu Yihan's scarlet eyes: "Who told me to close the city gate, I didn't order it, I even dared to falsely pass on the imperial decree, do you think I am dead!"