Chapter 103: Close the City Gates and Eliminate the Plague

Chu Hean's expression grew increasingly ugly.

Although he and Marquis Xuanping were not political enemies, they rarely even exchanged a few words.

But today, when he heard about the epidemic outside the city, Marquis Xuanping was very proactive and even took the initiative to ask about medicinal materials.

If he doesn't care anymore, who knows what Marquis Xuanping will say in the court tomorrow.

He took the letter, glanced at it, threw it away, and then gave orders in an irritable tone.

"Let's go to the city and buy some herbs first. Send them over and let them hold on. If Jiang Qingyue persists, just say that the gates of Yanjing are about to close. There's nothing I can do."

Xuanping Marquis Mansion.

He Peilan, who had just heard what Lord Xie said, suddenly stood up from her chair.

"What did you say? You want to close the city gates?"

Xie Shuyan also stood up, her face full of anxiety.

"Lingyun went to Fulai Mountain to suppress the bandits, and Qingyue is outside the city. How can they return if the city gates are closed?"

He Peilan pulled Marquis Xie aside and said, "The imperial edict hasn't been issued yet. Perhaps the emperor doesn't mean this. How about you go and ask again?"

Lord Xie, who always appears gentle, seems a little cold and solemn today.

"Regardless of whether the imperial decree is issued or not, the city gates will definitely be closed."

He Peilan was confused, "What about Ling Yun?"

Xie Shuyan couldn't speak, but she opened her eyes full of worry and looked at her father closely.

"Ling Yun is a general. The battlefield is a thousand times more dangerous than this. You don't have to worry about him."

How could I not worry about my own son?

Xie Shuyan pulled He Peilan, and she turned her head to look, only to see her daughter opening and closing her mouth, but not saying a word.

He Peilan was excited and hurriedly reached out to grab Lord Xie who was beside her.

"Did you see that? Shuyan wants to speak."

Lord Xie held his wife's hand tightly, signaling her not to make a noise.

He had seen it a long time ago.

Ever since what happened three years ago, Shuyan has never been willing to speak again.

But today, she actually wanted to speak.

The couple stared at her opening and closing mouth, their hearts instantly rising to their throats.

But in the end, Shuyan still couldn't say anything.

She lowered her head, looking lonely.

He Peilan shook off Lord Xie's hand and hugged her daughter tightly.

She fought back a sob in her voice, "It's okay. When you feel like talking, just speak up. Take your time. There's no rush."

Although Lord Xie did not speak, his lips were tightly pursed.

For a moment, Xie Shuyan almost thought that the person standing over there was her brother Xie Lingyun.

After comforting Shu Yan, Lord Xie let her go back and rest first.

Lord Xie was silent for a while, and finally spoke.

"Jiang Qingyue is sure she can cure Shuyan?"

He Peilan became excited again.

"Didn't you see it just now? Shuyan is almost able to speak. This is the first time in three years!"

She begged Lord Xie.

"Qingyue often comes to the Marquis' Mansion to see Shuyan and me. If she can't come back, what will happen to Shuyan's muteness?"

"My Lord, go ask again. If the city gate is open, can Qingyue come and see Shuyan again?"

Lord Xie didn't say anything, but he pursed his lips even tighter.

He had thought about this matter this morning in the court, but the emperor had given full authority to the seventh prince Chu Hean, so it was not appropriate for them, the Marquis Xuanping's Mansion, to intervene in this matter.

Jiang Qingyue was ordered by Concubine Wan to go outside the city to treat the people. As long as Concubine Wan didn't say anything, Jiang Qingyue would definitely not come back.

Shuyan's muteness can only be treated after the epidemic outside the city subsides.

"My Lord!"

At this time, a guard came hurriedly to report.

"My Lord, the Emperor has issued an order that the city gates will be closed in half an hour."

This imperial edict was like a thunderclap in a clear sky. The people in Yanjing City were terrified and wanted the city gates to be closed immediately for fear that the epidemic would spread in.

At this time, outside the city.

Xu Yan asked Jiang Qingyue, who was seeing a patient, to step aside and told her the news that the city gate was going to be closed.

Although she was prepared, Jiang Qingyue's heart still sank when she heard it with her own ears.

"Where is your prince?"

Xu Yan's expression became subtle.

"I heard that the prince sprained his waist and will stay in the palace to recuperate. He will not come out of the city for the time being. However, the prince has asked people to buy medicinal herbs in the city, and they will be delivered immediately."

Jiang Qingyue sneered in her heart.

The Seventh Prince is Concubine Wan's only son. How could Concubine Wan let him die outside the city?

But he wanted to take credit, but was afraid of losing his life.

There is no such cheap thing in the world.

As for the matter of sending medicinal materials, since Chu Hean said so, he must not have asked carefully at each pharmacy, otherwise he would know that before him, someone had already purchased all the medicinal materials for treating the plague.

I'm afraid the medicinal herbs he asked people to send over are just some that are useless.

But the people outside the city are all waiting for this prince to save their lives!

As a result, he treated other people's lives as worthless.

Jiang Qingyue suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart and instructed Xu Yan: "Since that's the case, listen to me here. Keep these things secret from the people first to avoid riots."

Half an hour later, someone finally delivered the medicinal herbs, which filled two carriages.

The people cheered and said that the court was very gracious and they were saved.

Jiang Qingyue was just surprised. Did she blame Chu Hean wrongly?

But who would have thought that when she lifted the curtain, there were only a few medicinal herbs in the huge carriage.

She was startled, then quickly reacted and ran to the other carriage, lifted the curtain, and it was the same!

She knew at a glance that these herbs had nothing to do with treating the plague.

Jiang Qingyue was furious and questioned the driver.

"Where is your prince?"

The driver was calm and continued to say what Xu Yan had just said.

Jiang Qingyue didn't want to lose her temper in front of the people, but now, she really couldn't help it.

"Miss, that's Shopkeeper Sun!"

Yuxiao suddenly looked towards the city gate and shouted.

Jiang Qingyue turned around and saw that it was indeed Manager Sun.

Seeing them, Manager Sun quickly jumped off the carriage and ran to Jiang Qingyue.

"Miss San, I brought you some medicinal herbs."

After saying that, he lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the carriage was filled with medicinal herbs, all of which were needed to treat the plague.

This small carriage alone actually had more things than those in Chu Hean's two carriages.

Jiang Qingyue felt relieved, and the anger that had just surged up in her was temporarily reduced by half.

"Okay, then are there any medicinal herbs left in Yanjing City?"

Shopkeeper Sun nodded and said, "Don't worry, Miss San, there are enough medicinal herbs in the city. I was just worried that Miss San might be short of them, so I quickly sent some over."

Jiang Qingyue felt warm in her heart and was glad that she had kept Manager Sun.

"Yuxiao, go get a face towel for Shopkeeper Sun, and then invite him to wait in the tent."

Forget it. When facing these trash working for Chu Hean, her face immediately turned unhappy.

She looked at Xu Yan with a slightly gloomy gaze and a hint of coldness in her tone.

"Take the herbs off the carriage and write down the quantities in the register. If you're missing even a penny, I'll hold you responsible!"