People who die from plague should be burned.

It's not strange to see it at night.

However, as soon as he arrived at the village entrance, the soldier told him everything that had happened in the village.

Ling Jingyu hurriedly returned, encountering many angry curses from villagers along the way, who accused him of disregarding the lives of ordinary people.

"You insult the royal family! I can exterminate your entire clan! So what if you're cured by taking the medicine? If I want you dead, you'll die!"

A cold remark immediately dampened the spirits of the villagers who wanted to gather around.

Upon seeing Ling Jingyu, they all quickly avoided him.

Some villagers angrily criticized these troublemakers, saying they didn't know what was good for them.

The imperial physician was talking to Mo Yunzhao about the villagers' condition after taking the medicine.

They monitor the situation in real time, and if anything unusual happens, they provide immediate medical assistance.

Ling Jingyu was afraid that Mo Yunzhao would be hurt, so he hurriedly returned. Although there were villagers along the way, no one dared to cause any trouble.

When he arrived at the destination, he saw her gentle profile in the candlelight, giving instructions to the imperial physician.

She has a very gentle demeanor.

His anxiety immediately subsided.

"A Zhao."

Hearing the shout, Mo Yunzhao looked up and saw Ling Jingyu rushing back, looking travel-worn. "You're back."

Ling Jingyu really liked this sentence. He smiled, his peach blossom eyes sparkling, and said, "Yes, I'm back."

"Fuliu is keeping your dinner warm in the kitchen. Eat quickly, I'll be busy here."

A simple, everyday remark made Ling Jingyu's smile even wider.

He took a shower and changed his clothes, then went to the kitchen where there were two dishes and a soup, which he wolfed down.

When they came out again, the imperial physician was no longer there.

Mo Yunzhao was standing under the eaves waiting for him. He jogged over, looked up at her with a smile, and said, "Ah Zhao."

Mo Yunzhao looked up at him and saw a single grain of white rice on the corner of his mouth.

"Your Highness, there's no need to rush. I see there are grains of rice stuck to the corners of your mouth. Are you preparing a midnight snack?"

She laughed and reached out her hand toward his mouth.

As Ling Jingyu watched her hand approach, his body tensed up abruptly, and he stared intently at her.

The moment his delicate fingertips touched the corner of his mouth, his body tensed up instantly, like a taut bow.

My fingertip accidentally touched the corner of his mouth, and I could feel the difference in their skin texture.

Mo Yunzhao was also startled, and then casually scraped off the grain of rice with his hand.

"Have you gathered all the herbs?" She turned to the side and looked up at the country road outside.

Ling Jingyu looked down at her fair cheeks, which were flushed slightly. She gripped her skirt tightly with both hands, pursing her lips to suppress a smile. "Alright."

"Then let's hurry up and brew the medicine. Also, you should study Dr. Yang's prescription. It would be best if there were no problems, but if there are, we can take preventative measures in time."

Seeing her cheeks growing even redder, Ling Jingyu nodded again, "Okay."

Mo Yunzhao felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, so he turned and walked away.

Seeing that Ling Jingyu hadn't followed, she turned back to look at him.

He stood under the lantern, the candlelight enveloping him and casting a long shadow.

The candlelight cast shadows on his face, and the tips of his ears... were turning red.

Looking at it, she smiled and said, "Let's go."

Ling Jingyu's smile widened, and he quickly followed her.

As for the children, I don't know why, even without taking medicine, their conditions are improving, and none of them are getting worse.

But no matter what, it's a good thing.

As for the others, many villagers did not trust Ling Jingyu and chose to drink Doctor Yang's medicine instead.

Only a few people, especially those who are seriously ill and on the verge of death, can get Ling Jingyu's medicine.