The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 1393: Chapter 1388: Trouble Brewing

This point truly surprised Chen Qingshui.

Her first instinct was that she didn’t want it to be this way.

She had met the empress of the Great Cheng Dynasty, a beauty without peer, bold yet meticulous.

She had also seen that sinister Eighth Prince on top of the city walls, dauntless in battle, peerlessly handsome.

The troops of the Great Cheng Dynasty were fearless as well.

Those people, she didn’t want to watch them all die.

More importantly, there were the subjects of Ji Yun Country.

She thought, they too deserved to live.

These past years, the internal strife of Ji Yun Country, her sister Chen Ruobai’s temper and outbursts, had left the citizens reeling as if between ice and fire.

Women could act recklessly without the restraint of law, naturally leading to chaos.

Men bowed their heads as subjects, yet lost their vigor, a sight to lament.

Under extreme gender inequality, life for the citizens was half luxurious, half agony; many seemed rejuvenated, while others plunged into a relentless hell, turning the originally harmonious society upside down, akin to purgatory.

Exceedingly extreme.

She had to admit, Chen Ruobai was not a good ruler.

Seated on the throne, she might dictate the land, but she couldn’t ensure her people lived at peace; even if she aimed to elevate the status of women, her methods were hardly appropriate.

Zhuo Qing had realized this as well.

As the Prime Minister, she could not shirk her responsibility.

So she said, “On the day the capital falls, I will surely die for my country, but I hope the princess can survive, and I hope those soldiers and the people of the Great Cheng Dynasty don’t perish innocently.”

The loss of a monarch and great leaders throws a nation into chaos; one can only imagine the suffering of its people. Lian Hai Kingdom and Ji Yun Country were prime examples.

If this was the case for small nations, what of a vast empire?

Their subjects had already been ravaged by war to the point of destitution; should they also drag down the subjects of the Great Cheng Dynasty, plunge the entire Nine Continents into unrest?

Chen Qingshui pursed her lips, and after a long silence, finally asked Zhuo Qing, “What can I do?”

A spark of light suddenly shone in Zhuo Qing’s eyes.

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Chu Yifeng sometimes didn’t know whether to feel lucky or just to think he had a strong fate, as he had trapped Rong Sheng in his tent, entangled with her for a full day before she noticed something wrong with him.

A rash had developed on his back, and although he had scratched a couple of times, drawing some blood, he didn’t really care.

But when Rong Sheng saw the blood on his hands and stripped off his clothes, staring at his back with a grave voice, she asked, “What did you do when you came back yesterday?”

Chu Yifeng, with an unconcerned face, answered: “Slept with you.”

“Chu Yifeng!”

Rong Sheng’s voice turned icy, and Chu Yifeng’s smirk became even more seductive, “And I kissed you, touched you all over.”

Difficult as it was to tease this woman, Chu Yifeng naturally wanted to take full advantage of her physically, and then verbally.

Rong Sheng, dressed now, sat before him with a cold and clear voice, “You’d better tell the truth. You never used to have these spots on your back, nor did you bleed.”

“Before?” Chu Yifeng, hooking her waistband, pulled her into his embrace, “You ungrateful woman, have you finally admitted it?”

They indeed had a past together.

With a solemn and serious expression, Rong Sheng stared him down without a word.

The smile on Chu Yifeng’s face vanished, and he felt teasing her further would be pointless.

He held her in his embrace, stroking her hair, and lazily said, “Didn’t do much, just rummaged through a pile of corpses, dragged one back to see Chu Yihan, and then came to sleep with you…”

“Was there anything unusual with the body?” Rong Sheng urgently pressed, suddenly feeling a bad premonition and her heart tensed.

Chu Yifeng then repeated everything he had told Chu Yihan the day before, and added that Su Yingxue was already studying the corpses. After hearing his account, Rong Sheng’s eyes iced over, “This is bad!”

She rushed to the medicine hut where Su Yingxue was, donning a veil. Seeing Su Yingxue dissecting a corpse, she hurried forward and pulled her away, “Don’t touch! There’s something wrong with this corpse. Who else has touched it? Has Saint Ruan touched it?”

Standing to the side and forced to wear a mask, Saint Ruan raised his hands, “I haven’t. Su Yingxue wouldn’t let me touch it.”

He was only allowed to watch Lin Sisi. Although he was interested in the body, Su Yingxue kept it to herself!

Su Yingxue suddenly realized something was amiss, “Sister Rong Sheng, what’s wrong?”

“There might be a problem. Don’t remove your mask now. Then go find Chu Yihan and tell him to gather everyone he and Chu Yifeng saw and made contact with last night outside the military camp. Afterwards, check on them,” Rong Sheng instructed with a clear mind and a calm demeanor, able to offer reassurance.

Even Su Yingxue felt that it might be a grave situation.

After she went to find Chu Yihan, he discreetly moved everyone out of the military camp and into a nearby residence.

Including Chu Yifeng, who Rong Sheng dragged over as well.

First, Rong Sheng pulled Chu Yifeng aside, then told everyone, “Chu Yifeng has abnormalities on his body, and it’s very likely that the enemy has tampered with him. You all have been in contact with him and must be isolated and observed to see if the same symptoms appear. If anyone has symptoms such as bleeding, fever, dizziness, or bloodshot eyes, tell me immediately and move to the next isolation area. You can’t stay here anymore.”

“What’s wrong with him?” Chu Yihan was the first to speak. He had no symptoms yet, but Chu Yifeng had started showing symptoms, which made him slightly nervous.

“I’m fine,” Chu Yifeng said coldly, “No need to worry so much.”

But his words could not lessen Chu Yihan’s worry or everyone else’s tension.

Besides Chu Yihan and Ah Hong, almost everyone present was from Chu Yifeng’s own entourage, sharing his temperament, which made them easier to manage.

At Chu Yifeng’s word, they all conscientiously found places to isolate themselves, also remembering Rong Sheng’s instructions.

Only Chu Yihan remained; Su Yingxue wanted to approach him but was stopped by Rong Sheng.

Rong Sheng’s face was stern, “I’ve been vaccinated, so the chance of infection is low, but you haven’t, and now we all need to be isolated, especially since you’ve touched the body.”

Compared to Chu Yihan, Su Yingxue was more likely to contract the disease.

Chu Yihan’s brow furrowed, and he stepped back, “I will stay alone. Don’t come near just yet.”

“If you feel unwell, you must tell me right away,” Su Yingxue’s heart tightened.

Aside from having treated the deadly plague once before, she had never faced this kind of situation. Though worried, she knew that remaining calm was paramount.

She and Rong Sheng took Chu Yifeng to a separate room.

Rong Sheng had Chu Yifeng undress to show Su Yingxue. On Chu Yifeng’s back, those small specks of blood had started to spread, and before Su Yingxue and Rong Sheng could exchange a few words, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

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