The officials of the imperial court sighed. Xie Buyu was extremely inconspicuous in the court. As soon as he heard what Song Tingjin said, he understood that Song Tingjin was just following the trend and using the plague to depose Song Zhiyu.

He gritted his teeth and just returned to Beijing to meet Song Mingcai not long ago, but he learned that Song Mingcai was just trying to prove his loyalty.

In addition, he also learned that Song Mingcai was planning to attack the South, and he was even more angry. He wished he could fly to the South to find Song Zhiyu.

I don’t know how lucky Song Zhiyu was. Not long after she lost her memory, she almost lost her virginity, burned in a fire, etc., and now she’s caught up with the plague.

He always felt that there was something wrong with this.

But now that he was an official, and with Song Mingcai and Song Tingjin staring closely at him, it was hard for him to go south to help them in the midst of the storm.

He could only pray secretly at the Princess Mansion that the rest of them would be fine in the south and survive this plague safely.

Xie Buyu sighed heavily, his brows furrowed, and his gloomy eyes stared at Song Tingjin, but staring too hard could not change the situation.

Zuo Qiutan stood on the street, with him as the center, looking around, there were people everywhere with rotten bodies, and the air was filled with a rotten smell.

Suddenly there was a person in front of him with his back turned to him. Zuo Qiutan quickly recognized through his clothes that the person he was facing was Song Zhiyu. He shouted to the figure from behind, "What are you doing standing there?"

The figure in front of him slowly turned around, revealing Song Zhiyu's face, but it was different from usual. At this moment, Song Zhiyu's face was covered with pustules and pus, and she looked extremely disgusting.

She raised her eyes weakly and smiled faintly at Zuo Qiutan.

The next moment, Zuo Qiutan opened his eyes suddenly. He immediately sat up, his eyebrows widened, and he breathed in the fresh air.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes to calm down his inner emotions, but the scene in his sleep just kept appearing in his mind and could not dissipate for a long time.

According to past experience, most of the things that appear in one's dreams will appear in reality again, and Song Zhiyu will also be infected with the plague just like in her dreams.

In his heart, he was very afraid that Song Zhiyu would turn out like in his dream.

It was still dark, but Zuo Qiutan couldn't sleep. He put on his clothes, came to Song Zhiyu's house, stared at the door for a long time, and finally locked the door silently.

Early next morning.

Song Zhiyu put on her clothes and prepared to go out, but she couldn't pull the door open. She frowned, slapped the door hard, and called for help through the crack in the door.

"Stop barking."

Hearing Zuoqiutan's voice, Song Zhiyu's eyes suddenly lit up. She slapped the door and shouted: "Zuoqiutan, help me open the door quickly!"

"Just stay inside."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyu was puzzled by Zuo Qiutan's behavior, and her frown deepened, "Zuo Qiutan, do you know what you are doing? There is a plague outside, and the people are in need..."

Before he finished speaking, a louder voice sounded outside the door, "I know there is a plague, so I won't let you out!"

Zuo Qiutan lowered his eyes and his voice became weaker and weaker, "Di Ji, in the name of my husband, I beg you, please don't go out yet, okay?"
Chapter completed!