Chapter 550 Abnormal (Two More)

After the blood-splashing incident, including Xuanyuan Qi outside the city, everyone was secretly paying attention to the situation in the small courtyard.

Although the wrong person was thrown, the people quickly reacted.

The relationship between Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia is obvious to all. Song Jingchen is infected with the plague, and Shen Yijia will not sit idly by.

In this case, she is bound to use blood to save people.

So everyone is waiting, waiting for Song Jingchen to get better, waiting for his disease to be cured.

However, they were destined to be disappointed.

Shen Yijia's blood did not cure Song Jingchen!

As soon as the news came out, everyone fell into deep despair.

"I don't want to die, help me, please help me..." A patient with festering body firmly held the medicine boy's hand, his voice full of despair.

The medicine boy was startled, hurriedly shook him off, and ran outside in a panic.

"Let me out, I'll die here... let me out..."

"I don't want to die..."

Wherever he went, there was a painful and hoarse growl everywhere.

The medicine boy's face turned pale, and the pace under his feet became faster and faster, and he ran so fast that he almost ran into the person walking from the corner.

"What are you panicking about?" the imperial doctor said with a straight face.

"Master, they, they seem to be crazy." The drug boy said nervously.

The imperial doctor was frowning: "What nonsense is being said in front of Your Highness, so hurry up and step back."

Only then did the medicine boy wake up to the fact that there was still someone standing beside his master, and when he heard the words of His Highness, he hurriedly bowed and retired.

"Your Highness, these people..."

Xuanyuan Ziming interrupted him: "I understand."

This is how people's hearts are. Before the remarks that Shen Yijia is a saint, everyone may still be able to face their fate indifferently.

But the words of the Holy Maiden made the seeds of their demanding survival take root in their hearts, and now that their hopes are dashed, they cannot accept it.

The imperial physician sighed and said no more.

At this time, two extremely tightly wrapped soldiers walked out of a room, and the two carried a corpse wrapped in a straw mat.

Looked to be a small child.

"Give me back my son, he is clearly not dead yet, where are you sending him? Give him back to me!" A woman struggled to run out, her face was covered with abscesses, and she was clearly infected with the plague .

The guards in front of the house stopped her and did not allow her to step out of the house. The woman watched her son being sent out, sat on the ground and roared in despair.

"Why don't you save him! He's still so young, he's only five years old, he shouldn't be dead, why don't you save him."

"Quack doctor, you quack doctors, what else do you say will cure us, but let's see who you have cured?"

The woman was almost insane, starting from the soldier who took her son away, then to the doctor, and finally even the monarch, calling him a liar and so on.

When she scolded until she fainted, the soldier stepped forward numbly and carried the person back.

The imperial physician was wiping off his sweat, secretly glanced at Xuanyuan Ziming's expression, and he was relieved when he saw that he showed no signs of anger.

However, he didn't know that Xuanyuan Ziming's heart was far from being calm on the surface, not anger, but deep powerlessness.

He laughed at himself and suddenly understood why Brother Song didn't let Jiajia try anyway.

Seeing this scene, he would feel uncomfortable because he couldn't save everyone. If Jiajia knew she could save but didn't save her, I'm afraid it would be even more tormented in her heart.

Besides, he couldn't guarantee whether he could always insist on not putting forward the idea of ​​asking her to save people.

He is still like this, let alone his father?

Forget it, that's fine, I don't know if her blood is useful or not, just treat it as useless.

Like these people in the quarantine area, who fell into despair, there was Xuanyuan Ye in Ganquan Palace.

She struggled to overturn the medicine bowl that was brought in front of her, staring at Chunxi who was kneeling beside her.

"really?"

Chunxi buried her head even lower: "Qian, it's absolutely true. Lord Song was infected with the plague, and Madam Song couldn't cure him."

Xuanyuan Ye was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed madly, until he was out of breath and burst into tears.

"Retribution, this is retribution, cough cough... retribution..."

What if she didn't kill Shen Yijia, but the person Shen Yijia cared about most was going to die.

Oh, not only that, but she's going to die too...

Isn't that what retribution is?

She cried and laughed for a while, murmuring words that others couldn't understand, and she looked really weird.

The palace maids in the hall were so frightened that they all shrank their necks, and did not dare to let out the air.

Ruomei lowered her eyes and said, "County Lord, the servants, go and bring you a new bowl of medicine. Today, I changed a new prescription. Maybe I can cure this plague. Didn't the previous prescription work?"

Xuanyuan Ye ignored her, laughed enough and cried enough, lay back on the bed, shrunk himself into a ball, and hid himself in the quilt from head to toe.

Seeing this, Ruomei waved her hand to signal the little palace maid to come over to clean up the debris of the medicine bowl on the ground, and quietly exited.

There are only two masters in the palace, Queen Mother Zhou and Xuanyuan Ye. They live in two adjacent palaces. There is no fire in Ganquan Palace, and the decoctions are all in the small kitchen of Shoukang Palace.

"Sister Ruomei, the county lord vomited the medicine again?" The palace maid in Tsing Yi who was decocting the medicine asked with concern when she saw her coming.

Ruomei nodded: "The county master has never suffered from bitterness since he was a child, and he can't stand the smell of this medicine. Do you still have fried medicine here?"

She is currently waiting in front of Xuanyuan Ye, and she is not sure that she will have to follow her in the future. Naturally, Ruomei dare not say that every time Xuanyuan Ye gets angry, she will knock over the medicine.

Otherwise, if Jiao Xuanyuan Ye has a bad reputation, how can she be better as a slave?

"Yes, yes, but it's for the Empress Dowager." The palace maid in Tsing Yi wondered.

In fact, just in case, she would fry two more pairs each time, but Xuanyuan Ye was too delicate, and the medicine she fry was not enough for her to vomit.

As soon as he finished speaking, Eunuch Yu came in.

Ruomei bowed to him: "Eunuch Yu."

Eunuch Yu nodded and looked at the palace maid in Tsing Yi: "Is the empress dowager's medicine ready?"

"Okay, alright, the servant still thinks that the father-in-law will send it to you if he doesn't come again!" The palace maid in Tsing Yi hurriedly fetched the pottery bowl and poured out the medicinal juice in the pottery pot.

Ruomei thought for a while, then asked, "Eunuch Yu, is the Empress Dowager better recently?"

Eunuch Yu glanced at her.

Ruomei hurriedly explained: "The county master felt that it was her own fault that caused the empress dowager to get sick. She has always felt guilty. If the empress dowager can recover sooner, the county master will feel better."

However, Eunuch Yu did not answer her, and pointed out: "Our family remembers that the county master and the empress dowager contracted the plague on the same day, how can you say this letter can take the source of the disease out of the palace to infect the empress dowager in advance? ?"

Ruomei was stunned, she hadn't thought about this issue before, and she felt something was wrong when her father-in-law reminded her. She suddenly thought of Xuanyuanye's abnormality when he asked her to deliver the letter. At that time, she only thought that Xuanyuanye was struggling to sue Madam Song. shape.

But after serving by Xuanyuan Ye's side these past few days, it was obvious that she hated Madam Song so much that she no longer hid in front of her, so how could she hesitate?

So what's bothering her is...

Then she thought of the pool of ashes on the ground when she went to tidy up the study.

Thinking of a possibility, Ruomei's face turned pale.

If that's the case, she personally sent that letter...

Eunuch Yu saw her look in his eyes, his eyes sank, and he said coldly: "You are not stupid if you can achieve the position of a first-class palace maid. Our family also reminds you that you are an errand in this palace. The most important thing is to recognize who is the master, and as for the other side, just do what you should do, don't care about what you shouldn't care about, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Ruomei was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said: "Thank you father-in-law for the point, the slaves will save it."

Eunuch Yu said no more, took the food box handed over by the palace maid in Tsing Yi, and turned to leave.