The sky was so dark that it seemed to annihilate all living things in the world, and the cold wind in the air seemed to cut people's skin.
The large army marched against the wind, and the closer they got to Yicheng, the more they discovered the impact of the battle and the plague on the people.
Refugees were everywhere along the way, and human lives were as insignificant as ants in the chaos of war, with wailing everywhere on the road.
"Master, the situation at Yicheng Pass is worse than imagined. These Yichengs are so far away from Yancheng that refugees basically die of disease on the road before they can escape the pass. At worst, there are mobs and bandits everywhere on the road who want to rob money and food, making it difficult to escape danger. Even if you are lucky and reach Yancheng, a large number of people will die according to the previous entrance fee of one or two silver coins. No wonder, the emperor allocated so much silver, but the people are still living in misery and dire straits, and the war situation and people's sentiments reported by officials to protect each other are nothing but illusions. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you probably wouldn't have imagined that the situation was so serious before reaching Yicheng Pass." Qin Xuan rode his horse, his eyes scanning the corpses on both sides of the road, and his tone was filled with shock and resentment.
Mulansheng standing next to him couldn't hide his nobleness even though he was wearing a plain cotton robe. He had thick eyebrows and flying hair, and a face as white as jade, but at this moment, there was a hint of melancholy in the depths of his eyes.
The large group marched against the flow of people. His eyes clearly took in the numb, lifeless expressions on the faces of the refugees on both sides. His handsome brows knitted together. "How far is it to Yicheng?"
"Your Highness, there are still about a hundred kilometers to go," Qin Xuan said.
"Is there enough food and water?"
Qin Xuan immediately reacted when he heard Mulansheng's question: "I've helped so many refugees along the way, and I'm running out of food and water. Could it be that I still want to..."
"It's okay. They won't starve to death in two days." Mulansheng said, "When we see more refugees such as the elderly, the weak, women and children ahead, we'll distribute some more."
But Qin Xuan was anxious: "It's okay for us to suffer a little, but you are of noble status, how can you starve like us?"
Mulansheng glanced at him and said, "When Heaven bestows a great responsibility upon a man, it must first subject him to suffering, toil, and hunger. Moreover, the suffering of the people is a hundred times greater than ours. If we cannot empathize with them, how can we claim to be able to relieve their worries?"
"Old man! Wake up! Don't leave me alone!"
"Grandpa, Grandpa, get up quickly!"
Suddenly, a cry was heard from the roadside.
A ragged old woman was carrying a skinny child, and a white-haired old man was lying on the ground, who must have fainted from exhaustion.
"Master! Don't come down, I'll go and take a look!" Qin Xuan knew that his master had become kind-hearted again at this time.
The journey was long, and the prince had given away most of the food.
However, he felt that it was right to have the world in mind, but if the prince did not take good care of himself at this time, the war would be delayed and the number of people suffering would only increase, not decrease.
The passersby looked at him coldly and left in a hurry. They were used to seeing separations and deaths along the way, and everyone was struggling to protect themselves, so how could they get into trouble?
The old woman was probably in despair. If she hadn't had a little grandson with her, she would have followed her husband on this long and desolate journey.
"Ah Qing, Ah Hei, stop the car!"
Yun Miao sat in the carriage at the back. Like Mulansheng, she felt sorry for the elderly and children passing by, fleeing for their lives.
Their carriages were now stocked with antidotes for the plague, so any seriously ill people they encountered on the road would be treated. If they were young and strong, they would be sent quickly to Yancheng, where a rescue center had been set up and the Oxfam Pharmacy would take over the refugees.
The old woman looked with her blurred vision and saw a young man in blue clothes getting off a carriage at the rear of the large army.
The young man came over, squatted down without any disgust, and slowly put his hand on the old man's wrist.
"Young Master, are you a doctor?" The old woman looked as if she had grasped a lifeline, her eyes filled with hope. However, looking at Yun Miao's youthful appearance, she felt a little disappointed.
Yun Miao smiled and said, "Yes, I am a doctor."
As he spoke, he took out a small green bottle from somewhere.
A drop of potion fell into the old man's mouth.
The old man suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.
The old woman burst into tears with excitement, and then kowtowed madly to Yun Miao: "A living immortal, young master must be a living immortal!"
Yun Miao, on the other side, didn't disdain the old man's appearance. She reached out and touched the old man's eyes on the ground, then said lightly: "Apart from being infected with the plague and fainting due to hunger, I have just given him the antidote, but if he doesn't replenish his food immediately..."
Yun Miao's eyes fell on the old woman's cracked lips and the pale and thin cheeks of the child next to her, and she stopped talking.
Chang Fang also followed, "Dean!"
In front of outsiders, he usually doesn't call Yun Sister.
He took a package from the car, which was Yun Miao's.
Yun Miao looked at him and said, "You understand me."
"We can't have no tacit understanding along the way." Chang Fang touched his nose and immediately squatted down to say aptly, "You have so many things in your treasure bag. I can't take them all along the way."
Yun Miao felt a little guilty. She was only able to do this because of the constant supply in her space. She took out a few pieces of food wrapped in oil paper from the package and handed them to the old woman. "This is for you. Hide it quickly."
The old woman looked at the food, her eyes instantly moistened: "This... Thank you, benefactor."
She wanted to kowtow, but was immediately supported by Yun Miao.
"Please take grandpa home quickly. Believe us, everything will be fine." Yun Miao comforted.
Qin Xuan, who was watching this scene not far away, sighed, "Sir, you and Divine Doctor Yun are truly living Bodhisattvas. One of you distributes food, the other saves lives. I'm afraid even the bandits would be embarrassed to attack our team along the way."
Mulansheng looked at Yun Miao and immediately dismounted.
When she returned to the carriage, he stepped forward, took her hand and said, "You've been traveling all the way. Let's rest at the next stop! Or, would you like to ride with me for a while longer?"
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, all the soldiers, volunteers and medical teams looked at the two of them in unison.
They were still shocked by how ambiguous their Third Prince had been with Divine Doctor Yun along the way, even though they were used to it.
"When did the Third Prince become gay?"
"If it's Divine Doctor Yun, then it's not impossible."
"Why would two such outstanding men in the world be together?"
Words like these have been said so many times.
Only Changfang, Qiukui and others are happy to support the couple.
Lao Zhao and others also went from being shocked at first to gradually becoming numb.
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