Chapter 13 Is there a cure for the plague?
Thinking of the dirty things he asked Zeng Zhaoming to investigate in the Prime Minister's Mansion yesterday, Chu Shiheng became calm again.
"It's not impossible for you to divorce, but have you ever considered that a divorced woman would find it difficult to take a single step in the Great Xia Kingdom. Not only you, but also your siblings and even your friends would be implicated."
What Chu Shiheng said was true. Zeng Zhaoming found out yesterday that Yu Mengqing had a pair of siblings from the same mother, and it was difficult for her to make a living in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Are you investigating me?" Yu Mengqing asked.
"Of course. I didn't even know that my princess was skilled in medicine and martial arts. Isn't it normal for me to investigate you?" Chu Shiheng said bluntly.
He has always been brave enough to take responsibility for his actions. Now that he has been investigated, he will not deny it.
Yu Mengqing: “…” I have never seen anyone who can act so naturally after investigating someone else, but this person’s personality is just to her liking.
But Chu Shiheng was right in this point. If her divorce might really affect her original brother and sister-in-law, then it would be a loss.
Think about it, Chu Shiheng has been fighting in the Zhan Prince's Mansion for many years and is not in the mansion. As the queen, it is not a difficult thing to accept that she can do whatever she wants in the Zhan Prince's Mansion.
But this backyard really needs to be cleaned up.
After cleaning up, we can take the brother and sister over. Wouldn’t that be the best of both worlds?
Thinking of this, Yu Mengqing suddenly felt full of energy again.
Anyway, even Yu Mengqing herself would not be interested in seeing me like this, let alone a handsome man like Chu Shiheng.
"Princess Gang said there's a way to cure the plague. Are you willing to hand over the recipe?"
While Yu Mengqing was still thinking about these noisy things, she heard Chu Shiheng's voice again.
"Of course I have the recipe, but now I'm still thinking about how to get my brother and sister-in-law out of the Prime Minister's Mansion." Yu Mengqingming said with an attitude of negotiating terms.
The meaning was obvious, she needed Chu Shiheng's help.
Nonsense, if we don’t talk about conditions now, when will we talk about them? She has no other abilities, but she can guarantee that she can cure this plague.
Even if Chu Shiheng didn't agree, she would still save him, but if he could help her, it would be twice the result with half the effort.
She actually planned to stay here for a long time and occupied the original body. Isn't it natural for her to take care of her younger siblings?
"That's easy. Just hand over the prescription, and I'll make sure your brother and sister-in-law are safe and sound."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Yu Mengqing replied as if she was easy to talk to.
Chu Shiheng winked at Zeng Zhaoming.
Soon, Master Zeng Zhaoming came over with a box and handed it to Yu Mengqing.
"Princess, here are some small gifts from the prince. I want to thank you on behalf of the people of the capital."
Yu Mengqing took it and opened it in front of the two of them, took out a silver ingot from it, and returned the rest, "I only take what I deserve."
A rough estimate of the silver just now was over a thousand taels. I didn't expect that Chu Shiheng would be so generous to me.
"In my eyes, these are what you deserve. I'm sorry for wronging you over the years." Chu Shiheng said ashamedly.
After saying that, he winked at Zeng Zhaoming, and Zeng Zhaoming pushed the box over again.
Yu Mengqing raised her eyebrows. Obviously, Zeng Zhaoming had already told Chu Shiheng about the situation in Liuliyuan.
"Thank you, Your Highness. However, your backyard is in such a mess. I'm sure Your Highness wouldn't mind if I help you clean it up, right?"
"I don't mind." Chu Shiheng replied immediately.
Zeng Zhaoming had already told her everything that happened in the kitchen yesterday.
It's not a question of whether he minds or not. It's not his intention to accept those concubines.
So Yu Mengqing can handle it however she wants, it doesn’t matter to him.
"Very good, Guard Zeng, go outside and find two people infected with the plague. I need them to test the medicine."
"Testing medicine?"
"Yes, it's a drug test!"
Zeng Zhaoming: “…”
Chu Shiheng: “…”
Didn't they say it could be cured? I haven't tried the medicine yet.
Seeing the two of them with such expressions, Yu Mengqing knew what they were thinking even with her toes.
Looking at Zeng Zhaoming, "Are you doubting me?"
"I dare not!"
"Excuse me, what was that look you had just now?"
Zeng Zhaoming: “…”
"Guard Zeng, go find someone to come in as soon as possible." Chu Shiheng urged.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
“Wait!”
Yu Mengqing stopped Zeng Zhaoming and said, "Are you kidding? That's a plague. It can be transmitted at any moment."
Asking people to leave like this is like asking them to die, isn't it?
Zeng Zhaoming turned around and asked, "What are your instructions, Princess?"
Yu Mengqing casually pulled out a mask and a small bottle of spiritual spring water from her bosom. "Put this on, and drink this potion. It can prevent the plague."
Zeng Zhaoming did not doubt it, took it, opened it, and drank it directly from the can.
He was just looking at this so-called mask and felt very confused because he didn't know how to use it.
Seeing this, Yu Mengqing finally realized that they had never seen such a thing as a mask.
So he pulled the elastic cords on both sides and said, "Just hang it on both sides of your ears and clamp it on the wings of your nose to prevent viruses."
When Yu Mengqing was saying this, Chu Shiheng's puzzled eyes never left her.
But Yu Mengqing doesn't care about these things. She is the real Yu Mengqing, who behaves uprightly and can withstand anyone's doubt.
Because no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't figure out that they were Yu Mengqing with a changed heart.
"The princess has great craftsmanship. She can make such a useful thing." Zeng Zhaoming said, wearing a mask.
Yu Mengqing smiled guiltily, "It's okay."
"With your medical skills, it shouldn't be difficult to cure your own yin-yang face. Why didn't you cure it?" Chu Shiheng asked when there were only two people in the room.
"I think I'm fine the way I am now. Besides, I have a yin-yang face, which I inherited from my mother's womb. How can it be cured so easily?"
Yu Mengqing didn't know whether Chu Shiheng believed it or not, but she still had to say it.
Besides, my face will need treatment sooner or later. I can't live like this for the rest of my life.
If I manage to cure my face and Chu Shiheng finds out, my life in the future won’t be so carefree.
To be honest, Yu Mengqing is a woman in the end times. She cannot accept a marriage consummation without love. The love she wants is to be with one person for life.
Although Yu Mengqing has never experienced love in the end times, and has not even been dragged by someone's hand, she also longs for the feeling of being in love.
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