Although there are not many people on the streets due to the plague, people still have to make a living every day.
Yi Mu, carrying a basket, left the alley and headed towards the market.
The morning market used to be packed with people, with shouts and calls filling the air.
At this moment, the huge market only has a few scattered stalls.
The people with their faces covered by cloths stared intently at the vegetable seller.
I'm afraid that the person who was speaking normally just a second ago will suddenly cough and spray saliva on my face, infecting me as well.
The plague has spread to such an extent that very few people remain uninfected.
Yimu is one of them.
When he went to the stall to buy vegetables, the owner looked at him strangely.
Everyone living on the street had heard about their family, and everyone was shrouded in terror, except for the Hu family, who remained unharmed.
People hid in the shadows, and their minds were corrupted.
They thought the plague had come out of nowhere.
Hu Tianqin moved to the capital city half a year ago. Why is it that everyone else is getting sick, but his family is safe and sound? Maybe he brought the infection.
Having a storyline in hand, Yi Mu clearly understands what people's gazes represent.
He wasn't afraid because the story simply exposed human nature in a naked way, without affecting him.
As long as it doesn't involve himself, Yi Mu has no intention of acting as a savior, trying to influence or save anyone.
He bought the groceries and headed home as usual.
The streets were deserted, and those who were deeply infected were abandoned by their families in the alleys.
Those people lay on the ground, their bodies hunched over, their heads held high, their tongues lolling out, longing for water to moisten their dry, coughing throats.
There were seven or eight people in each dark alley.
With their bodies twisted and their throats emitting painful roars, they looked just like zombies from the apocalypse.
Yi Mu was powerless; he couldn't become the next Xia Yunxue.
The Crown Prince's face was covered with a special veil made by the Imperial Medical Academy. As he walked along East Street, he saw very few people on the street.
If we happen to bump into each other, I'll avoid eye contact, glance at him, and then quickly run away.
Seeing a woman approaching from afar, the prince stepped forward, intending to inquire about the local situation.
But upon seeing the woman's face, he froze on the spot.
The crown prince liked both men and women.
But he preferred handsome young men to gentle women.
It's been many years since I've encountered a woman so beautiful and to my liking, but unfortunately, she's wearing a matronly bun.
Yi Mu had already recognized the man as the Crown Prince from several feet away.
He walked forward discreetly, wanting to see what the Crown Prince had come for.
As he got closer, he noticed the amazement in the Crown Prince's eyes, and Yi Mu frowned in disgust.
The crown prince did not notice that something was wrong with his expression and inquired about the situation of the nearby residents.
Yi Mu answered him in a gentle voice: "The plague is spreading, everyone is hiding at home, no one in the court cares, everyone is panicked, and the alleys are full of people who are about to die."
Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince's face turned grim.
At the very first moment the plague spread, the Crown Prince issued an order to control it, and all levels of government and departments worked closely together to complete the targets at their respective levels.
But just like six months ago, an epidemic broke out in the south. No one obeyed his orders, and only after he issued a death order did people start to take action.
The crown prince wanted to be a benevolent ruler, but the current situation seemed to leave no room for him to be too merciful.
This is still under the emperor's nose, yet the people below are so negligent.
The memorials sent to the palace every day were so well-crafted that the Crown Prince believed the plague would soon be under control.
But the reality is that the people are trapped in despair.
They might think to themselves, "The royal rulers who should have stood up to protect us have abandoned us."
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