Chapter 4363: It hurts terribly!

Shui Yijun groaned, covering his face, pulling the baby to make a fuss.

"It hurts me to death!"

"It's okay, I'll blow it to you." The toddler looked at his beautiful face,

red and swollen visible to the naked eye, and felt a little regretful.

After all, a beautiful face is for her to admire.

How good is it to be disfigured.

"Here, and here..."

Shui Yijun complained continuously, enjoying the care of the little fairy, and

he felt happy in his heart.

Qian'er handed over a bottle of ointment: "Fortunately, I and Doctor Ouyang

asked for a lot of medicine. This should work. Try it."

Shui Yijun has high medical skills, but it is difficult for a clever woman to

cook without rice.

The toddler carefully smeared the stung spots on his face.

Qian'er reproached: "No more fooling around in the future. Er Ma is a noble

Hanlin, you just play with him like this, what does it look like when it

spreads out?"

"Well, well, I won't do this again in the future."

The child smiled and blinked at Shui Yijun, "It doesn't hurt anymore, right?"

Shui Yijun said: "It hurts, it hurts terribly!"

"Still so squeamish!" The toddler squeezed his face, making him hiss.

After such an uproar, Qian'er's mood has become much more normal, and she is

no longer blindly immersed in the depression and anxiety caused by the

flooding refugees.

The rain also stopped.

Although the sky has dimmed, after a few discussions, they decided to take

advantage of the night.

First, the weather is hot, and it can be cooler at night.

In addition, the small number of victims encountered at night can reduce the

chance of contracting the disease, and the speed of the march will not be

greatly affected.

If you stay at the temple for one night, the trip will be delayed, and if it

rains again the next day, it will be difficult to leave.

They are all very worried about Xiao Er, and I don't know if Xiao Er has

contracted the plague at this time.

Qian'er is more concerned.

I don't know where Xiao Zhuang is, whether he is alive or dead.

However, whenever the anxiety surges up, there is always the noise of children

gagging, and Qian'er's melancholy will be dispelled cleanly.

In this way, day and night, hurry up quickly, and the entire army arrived in

southern Xinjiang in just one and a half months.

And none of the soldiers got sick.

It is a miracle.

Here, it is early autumn, the weather in the south will become cooler sooner

or later, and the flood gradually recedes.

The plague is rampant.

The houses and fields are in chaos, and dead people can be seen everywhere on

the side of the road.

It can be described as a ** on earth.

It is the first time that even a child has seen such a scene.

She was very worried that Qian'er would be unbearable and lead to emotional

breakdown. Unexpectedly, she was always calm and actively assisted the people

on the road. Because of fatigue, she did not suffer from insomnia at night.

This reassures young children a lot.

Qianer sighed: "The country is too big, and it is too difficult to govern.

With the diligent and diligent generations of the emperor and the emperor,

after all, it is impossible for all the people to live a good life."

"Yes." The child was sitting in the carriage, looking at the situation

outside, and his always lively temperament was somewhat low.

If you don’t come to these places in person and live in the prosperous part of

Kyoto, you will have the illusion that the world is really so rich and

peaceful.

In fact, most of them are people who are still suffering.

Qian'er gritted his teeth: "The hateful thing is that the money and food that

the court tightened to set aside their belts were exploited by local officials

who were not greedy. Such officials should all be killed!"