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Chapter 637: The Dying Dynasty

This house arrest was really under house arrest for half a month.

Jun Xiyao tried to send some news while he was trying to use the doctor to come for consultation.

However, everything is useless.

The doctor wrapped himself up like a rice dumpling, and he had to speak far away, as if he was afraid that the other party would infect him when talking to him.

As soon as I saw him, I knew how unprofessional the other party was.

Yan Hua wanted to recommend herself several times, saying that she could cure the plague.

But the doctor seemed to hear someone trying to steal his job.

When she saw Yan Hua was only in her teens, no matter whether she had the ability or not, she pointed at her and scolded her first.

Anyway, no matter what, step on the person first and talk about other things.

Yan Hua felt that he was not in a high position and was slight.

Jun Xiyao actually didn't believe she could do it, so he didn't help her with it.

Especially he knew very well that if the junior sister made this happen.

Not to mention how dangerous it is to face plague patients.

It is not uncommon for so many doctors to treat diseases in the end.

He saw and heard countless things with his own eyes.

After all, in troubled times, it is too common for plague to happen everywhere.

Secondly, he knew the nature of today.

If he recommended himself like his junior sister, he could cure the plague, but the result was not immediately effective.

Even if it works, it cannot resolve the plague in a short time. It will endure the anger of today.

Today's temper is getting worse and worse day by day.

It was pushed out and killed at any time.

How many ministers and how many concubines and palace people in the palace have angered the other side of their heads?

It seems that there are countless numbers.

In this way, chaos arises frequently in the court, and uprisings everywhere will not make people feel surprised.

However, even though the court is so chaotic, there are still a group of wise ministers who firmly believe that one day they can support the country and make their minds change today.

Everyone knows that today, I am addicted to cultivating immortals and asking, and that the elixirs are eaten in large quantities.

After eating it today, his body was hollowed out, his temper became irritable and sarcastic, but he was still talking crazy words that he was about to become an immortal.

However, no one can stop anything.

Because today's national masters are good at refining alchemy, they then hold great power, and they also offer beauty to confuse the king's heart and cholera.

Today, the emperor relied heavily on him. All the ministers worked together to eliminate the evil ways of harming the country, but he pushed them to the Meridian Gate one by one to behead them to serve as a warning to others.

Since then, the ministers dared not speak out, and could only plan secretly in private.

Someone has already set his mind on the offspring of the day.

But shortly after this thought arose, several princes fell ill and died one after another.

The only third prince who was obsessed with asking for elixirs and medicine, and was determined to ascend to the sky, was the only child who survived safely.

The rest died one after another after less than half a year of illness.

Even the princess..., only the princesses who were married at the right age were pushed out to marry, and only the younger ones were left.

If there is no national teacher’s work, no one will believe it.

The ministers then set their sights on other royal relatives.

Those who are in Kyoto are not considered recently and are difficult to become great.

Those who were ambitions all started an uprising in their fiefdoms at this time.

The reason for the uprising also made some ministers very happy, that is, the purity of the emperor.

The situation is getting more and more chaotic and more desperate.

Probably that's the case.

The ministers were forced to go crazy, and there were too few who could still be stable in such a desperate situation.

This also includes Jun Xiyao.

Even when his master died in battle and buried his bones with his own hands, he was so desperate that the light of hope burned under his eyes.

When he turned around, he seemed to have become a different person. He still looked gentle on the surface, but his heart was cold to ice.

Until I met Yan Hua, Shi Touxin, who had lost popularity, seemed to have regained some vitality.

He can still feel that he is still alive.

But it's just a little bit.

When I returned to this place, I was isolated and ignored.

After feeling his powerlessness again and unable to save the refugees who knelt down and cried and begged.

His heart calmed again, even colder and harder than before.

He thought that the energy of this dynasty was really over.

He really didn't want to sacrifice his blood for such a dynasty and to offer his enthusiasm to defend anything.

He even looked forward to a certain prince who could lead his troops back, and he really cleared his lord's side.

Even if he cleans up the top of the country and takes office, he will support him.

No matter which prince sits in that position, it will be better than the current situation facing the Fengluan Tian Dynasty.

Realizing that his own running around was futile, Jun Xiyao began another round of self-exile.

I don’t want to work harder, I don’t want to work harder, I don’t want to experience the same despair anymore.

His decadence is not obvious, it is just excessively quiet.

But the eyes he occasionally showed were noticed by Yan Hua.

After dinner, she went to the rockery where he usually sat on weekdays to look for him and sat calmly beside him.

"What are you thinking?"

The very plain question was like a small ripples that penetrated Jun Xiyao's heart.

He turned his head and looked at the white glowing girl.

After raising it for half a month, she still didn't grow any meat.

Yes, the food here is very poor, so how can we raise meat?

Jun Xiyao thought to himself, reached out and touched Yan Hua's head and patted it gently.

"I'm thinking about how many people have died these days."

Yan Hua also said to himself: "It's not a small matter. Those refugees who have suffered from the plague have been ordered to burn all to death. We should be released tomorrow, right?"

The indifference in the words surprised Jun Xiyao.

He was extremely disappointed, desperate and dull, and could best feel the same aura emitted by people with the same emotions.

The junior sister, she also...

This thought made Jun Xiyao feel a little unable to sit still.

He could do this, be decadent, but he didn't want his only daughter, who was as kind as a mountain, to live in the world, to feel full of despair.

He once responded to the master. If one day he lost the ability to take care of Huaer, he would definitely take good care of his junior sister for him.

Although that promise has been a long time ago.

Being so old that he can't help but miss the age when he doesn't know what sorrow is.

At that time, the master probably had expected that there would be something like this?

So, he entrusted his junior sister to him in advance.

Nowadays, the junior sister is like this, how can he be worthy of his master?

Jun Xiyao grabbed Yan Hua's shoulders, turned the person, pressed his hands firmly on her shoulders, and spoke in a stern manner: "Some things, maybe we can't do anything, but there is no turning point in the world.

It’s perfect, all we can do is to make up for the loss.”

"So, junior sister, I will carry those things. As long as you are healthy and live happily, don't have any fantasies about this world, and don't be completely desperate about this world."

"Promise my senior brother."
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