Mo Yunhan wore a black robe embroidered with golden dragons and pythons, exuding a terrifying killing intent like a demon from hell.
Her face was like jade, yet she possessed the beauty of an immortal.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, he did not resort to swift and decisive action to break the deadlock.
Instead, she smiled elegantly.
"Nephew, you jest. I was in the palace when you received the imperial decree. My brother's intention was to prevent the plague from spreading and to strictly control everything. I ask you, are you sure the people in here have contracted the plague?"
Mo Shaojun choked.
I felt increasingly panicked.
He would rather Mo Yunhan slaughter everyone in his path.
This situation really left him unsure of what to do.
But if he were to resign with just a word, how would he maintain his authority in front of the officials in the future?
He raised his chin and shouted coldly.
"Since there are clues and suspicions, we should take precautions. I absolutely cannot gamble with the lives of hundreds of villagers, nor can I allow this matter to threaten the safety of the capital. This is a matter of great importance to the Great Zhou. I know that you and your wife are deeply in love, but I cannot allow her to act so recklessly and treat human life as a game."
Jiang Qingwan walked to Mo Yunhan's side and stood beside him.
"Third Prince, you are truly a benevolent person who cares about the lives of the people. It is truly gratifying and admirable."
She raised her hand, and raindrops began to fall sporadically.
The dark, oppressive sky seemed to weigh heavily on one's breath, clearly indicating that a torrential downpour was imminent.
She gently rubbed the water droplets between her delicate, fair fingers, her smile as radiant as a flower.
"With the heavy rain approaching, since the Third Prince cares so much about the people's hearts, why not stay? If he contracts the plague as a result, it will be a worthy sacrifice for the country, and he will surely be rewarded by the Emperor and become a role model for all the people."
Mo Shaojun felt uneasy upon hearing this.
The imperial physician beside him whispered, "Your Highness, the rain is bound to come. If we delay any longer, we may all suffer."
Zheng Qing stepped forward with a "sincere" expression.
"Third Prince, I don't have enough men with me anyway. You can all stay here and get through this together."
Just then, a raindrop fell on Mo Shaojun's face.
He felt that his face was both itchy and cold.
I felt very uncomfortable as a result.
It felt as if I would contract the plague at any moment and die.
He had a cold face and a very imposing aura.
“Nonsense, you are all being utterly ridiculous. Ninth Prince, I am unwilling to fight you because of your obstruction, but I will definitely report this matter to Father. If the plague in Xiahe Village spreads to the capital, Ninth Prince, you should think about how to bear the blame.”
He finished speaking and pulled on the reins.
"Let's go."
A large group of people left in a grand procession.
Once outside the village, Mo Shaojun grew increasingly angry.
The imperial physician stepped forward.
"Your Highness, I am absolutely certain that it is the plague. I will never forget that cough, that complexion, and that smell around us. Once this rain comes, the area around Xiahe Village will be doomed, and even a god could not save it."
Mo Shaojun snorted coldly.
"Then let the Ninth Prince and his consort die here with everyone from Xiahe Village! Don't blame me for not saving them; they brought this upon themselves!"
The imperial physician thought for a moment and then said, "But Your Majesty is worried about how to explain this. I would like to go and see the nearby villages. They are so close to Xiahe Village, it is impossible for them to be unharmed. Surely some of them are sick."
These words reminded Mo Shaojun.
He hasn't obtained any evidence yet. Although everyone saw the patients in the courtyard, the Emperor didn't.
None of the officials saw it either.
Many people in the court support Mo Yunhan, so he cannot afford to incite public anger.
He immediately nodded in agreement.
"I have ordered soldiers to guard the area. You are to conduct a secret investigation. If you discover any outbreak, immediately notify them to take action to control it. I need to go to the palace to report the situation in Xiahe Village to my father, and I request his decision."
The imperial physician readily agreed.
He bowed to see him off, then carried his medicine box and headed towards a nearby village.
At Xiao Cui's house at this moment,
Mo Yunhan walked quickly to Jiang Qingwan's side, looking at her porcelain-white face and pale lips, a look of heartache flashed in his eyes.
But I also know that now is not the time to pour out my heart.
"Wan'er, should we move everyone?"
The village chief was also very anxious.
"Yes, Your Highness, it's going to rain heavily. Should we leave the village first?"
The surrounding villagers were even more uneasy.
"Are you leaving? What will happen to my things at home?"
"Yes, will they come back after they leave? Are they going to burn down the village?"
“I’ve lived here my whole life, and I don’t want to leave.”
At this moment, Doctor Yu had just finished examining the pulses of several people.
With a delighted expression, he said, "This prescription is effective; their symptoms are improving."
The villagers were overjoyed.
Jiang Qingwan, however, was not so optimistic.
She looked at the increasingly dark sky,
His brow furrowed involuntarily.
"The plague hasn't completely dissipated yet, and heavy rain is a major taboo. Even if we leave the village, where can we go once the plague spreads?"
Everyone was in a panic.
Qi Qi looked at her.
Mo Yunhan held her small hand.
"Wan'er, then let's do our best and leave the rest to fate."
Jiang Qingwan's eyes flickered.
"Leave it to fate?"
“No, if it were a natural disaster, we could leave it to fate, but today’s calamity is man-made. Since I have already intervened in cause and effect, it cannot end like this.”
Her gaze returned to the dark, heavy clouds above.
"Since heavy rain is a major taboo, let's move these clouds away."
The crowd looked at each other, finding it utterly unbelievable.
"Move the clouds away? How can you move them? Only gods can summon wind and rain."
"It doesn't necessarily have to be a deity. Aren't there some powerful illusionists in the capital who can summon wind and rain?"
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