Xiao Yi was a little puzzled. "People are free to dress as they please, what's so strange about that? Maybe that child is just stubborn and doesn't want to wear the clothes of a dead person?"
Yun Qinglu lowered her head in thought, "It's not impossible."
But her anxiety grew stronger and stronger.
The children were dressed very well, while the elderly were dressed in tattered clothes.
The elderly people openly snatched the children's porridge and hurriedly tried to leave after finishing it, unlike other refugees who would find a corner to huddle in and wait for the next day's porridge.
Everything about it felt eerie.
wrong.
What exactly is wrong?
Now that people from three cities are all in one city, we absolutely cannot let anything happen, or Ah Chen will blame himself to death.
Yun Qingluo rubbed her face in frustration; she simply couldn't understand it.
I decided to go out and visit my two older brothers.
As Yun Qingluo passed through the garden, she overheard two servants who were sweeping the garden talking:
"That's strange. The prince and the city lord didn't order anyone to stay home, so why are the streets so deserted? There aren't even any stalls."
"Hey, didn't you know? I heard they hid themselves in advance because they were afraid of being attacked by the enemy."
"What? Where are you hiding? You're still staying inside. If the enemy really comes, they'll kick the door open. There's no need to search."
"No, I heard that some kind people have vacated their cellars so that everyone can hide there."
"Hey, there aren't many cellars in the whole city. If all the people from the three cities are combined, wouldn't they be crammed to death?"
"Who says otherwise? I even secretly went to take a look. People were packed together, and they couldn't even breathe properly. If one person gets sick, wouldn't it affect a whole group of people? If it's an infectious disease, how many people would die?"
Yun Qingluo's steps faltered abruptly, her body stiffened, and she hurriedly retreated.
He walked up to the servant and said, "What did you say? Say it again!"
When the two servants saw Yun Qingluo, they turned pale with fright and hurriedly knelt down, saying, "Your Highness, please forgive us! Your Highness, spare our lives! We were just talking nonsense."
Yun Qingluo told them to get up, but the two dared not and kept kowtowing until Yun Qingluo's voice turned cold, at which point they stood up tremblingly.
“Say what you just said again,” Yun Qingluo said coldly, staring at one of them.
The man recalled what he had just said and said tremblingly, "Your Highness, please spare me, Your Highness..."
Yun Qingluo frowned and interrupted him, "It's not that sentence, it's that you didn't notice my last sentence before that."
Yun Qingluo felt a flash of inspiration pass through her mind, but it vanished in an instant, and she didn't grasp it.
The man thought for a while, then looked at Yun Qingluo with a pale face.
Yun Qingluo knew he had remembered, and coldly commanded, "Speak!"
"Your servant, your servant just said... if we get an infectious disease, how many people will die?" the servant said, trembling.
After saying this, he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Your Highness, spare me! Your Highness, spare me! This servant will never dare to say such things again."
Upon hearing this, Yun Qingluo went over it in her mind again.
Suddenly her expression changed drastically, and she turned to run away, only to bump into a familiar embrace.
Mo Beichen steadily supported Yun Qingluo and said with displeasure, "You're such a grown-up, why are you still walking so recklessly?"
Yun Qingluo looked up and saw Mo Feng behind Mo Beichen, and hurriedly asked, "Did they catch that person?"
Mo Beichen was dissatisfied. He had spoken to her first, but she ignored him and instead went to ask Mo Feng behind her.
When you are transparent?
Mo Feng sensed the dark aura emanating from his lord and knew without even thinking that his lord was jealous.
He looked at Yun Qingluo with a tearful expression, casting a pleading glance.
Yun Qingluo took a breath. "Achen, this is not the time to talk about this. Don't get angry. I saw a grandfather and grandson acting strangely on the street just now. I sent people to arrest them. Did they catch them?"
Mo Beichen watched as his young wife shook his arm, looking at him ingratiatingly.
Mo Beichen's resentment vanished without a trace, and he said, "We caught him, but the old man had poison hidden in his teeth and committed suicide, leaving behind only a child, who has already been brought back."
Yun Qingluo hurriedly said, "That child is innocent, and his voice has been poisoned and he has suffered a lot. Achen, don't punish him."
Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen wanted to say something, but after glancing down at her stomach, he sighed and agreed.
The child's origins are unknown; let's release him after we find out.
Mo Beichen suddenly asked, "Why were you in such a panic just now? What happened?"
Yun Qingluo then came to her senses and hurriedly said, "Achen, quick, something has happened to the people. Go to the cellar and bring them all out."
Mo Beichen asked in confusion, "A cellar?"
Why would you run to the cellar?
Yun Qingluo knew that after Mo Beichen handed the people over to the city lord, he was focused on the battlefield and had no time to pay attention to the rear, so it was not surprising that he was unaware of it.
Yun Qingluo quickly explained, "I suspect that someone infiltrated the city with infected spies, secretly killed people in Yingyue City, impersonated the owners, and led the people into the cellars to spread the disease to them. Perhaps, that old man was also infected with the disease."
Yun Qingluo secretly blamed herself for being careless and not having Xiao Yi check the old man's body as well.
Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Mo Feng standing to the side.
Mo Feng said, "I will go find the city lord immediately."
Yun Qingluo stopped him, "Send someone to find the city lord while you lead people to the cellar to bring the people out. We must be quick."
Yun Qingluo is now only praying that few people will be infected. Several days have passed since she arrived in Yingyue City and left and returned. Even if she had just caught a common cold, she would have infected many people.
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