When Shiyi was driving the carriage back towards the Yunwang Mansion with Mujin and Qing'er, he stopped the carriage at a herbal medicine shop. With Mujin's consent, he went into the shop and bought some medicine.
Seeing that Eleven was carrying several doses of medicine, Mu Jin asked Eleven if he was feeling unwell.
"Just now, outside the VIP room of Shuyu Tower, I overheard Miss talking to King Yi and the others about the plague. Miss asked them to buy some medicines to treat weakness and dampness. I was thinking that if the pharmacy still has these kinds of medicines, I should buy a few to keep on hand."
Upon hearing this, Mu Jin raised an eyebrow and said to Eleven, "Very good!"
Upon returning to Cuizhu Courtyard, Qing'er, following Mu Jin's instructions to everyone at Shuyu Tower, prepared with the other maids to prevent the spread of the plague.
With only a few days left until Lunar New Year's Eve, red lanterns have already been hung in the Green Bamboo Courtyard, and festive paper-cut window decorations have been pasted on the windows. Several maids are also burning mugwort and fumigating each room.
Mu Jin frowned as she looked at the bright red lanterns and the gloomy sky that clearly indicated it was about to snow.
When Qing'er draped the cloak over Mu Jin, who was standing in the courtyard, she noticed that Mu Jin had a furrowed brow and couldn't help but ask.
"What is Miss worried about? Is it this plague? I think if we take precautions according to Miss's method, we will definitely be safe and sound."
"I was thinking, with several heavy snowfalls this year and now the plague, it might affect my father and brother at the border. I wonder if the court will provide enough food and clothing for the soldiers there," Mu Jin said, frowning.
Qing'er comforted her, "Miss, don't worry. No matter how much the court tries to save money, it won't skimp on the rations of the soldiers on the border."
At dinner time, Mu Jin was having her meal in the dining hall when she saw Su Yuntian step into the Green Bamboo Courtyard.
Seeing that Mu Jin didn't greet him, Su Yuntian wasn't annoyed. He sat down next to Mu Jin uninvited and even asked Qing'er, who was standing next to Mu Jin, to bring him a bowl of rice.
It was rare to see Su Yuntian like this, so Mu Jin couldn't help but sneer.
"Your Highness, you must have come to the wrong place. Even if you haven't, don't worry that the food in my Green Bamboo Courtyard won't suit your taste."
Su Yuntian picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and put it in his bowl, then shoveled it into his mouth with his rice.
"Where did you go this afternoon? Things have been rather unsettled in the capital lately, so don't leave the residence starting today."
Mu Jin pretended not to know and asked Su Yuntian, "It's almost the New Year, what could be so unsettling?"
Fearing that Mu Jin wouldn't listen to him, Su Yuntian thought for a moment and then told Mu Jin about the plague that would soon spread to the capital.
"Wouldn't that affect my father and brothers at the border?"
Mu Jin's sudden question almost made Su Yuntian choke on his soup. He was stunned for a moment before quickly replying.
"Everything is fine at the border. If anything happens, your father-in-law will definitely report it to the court. The court will certainly prioritize the soldiers at the border, so you don't need to worry about that."
"What about the plague?" Mu Jin continued to ask.
Su Yuntian put down his chopsticks and looked at Mu Jin, saying, "Since Father ascended the throne, there has been no plague in Dongyue Kingdom, so the only references we can make are historical documents. Now, we should close the city gates, issue an imperial edict, and search for someone who can cure the plague. It should only be a matter of time before a solution is found."
Mu Jin knew that Su Mu had given Su Yuntian some positions, but she wasn't interested in finding out the specifics. However, she figured that Su Yuntian was a prince, so the information she could get from him would be pretty much accurate.
With this in mind, Mu Jin felt relieved of her lingering worries about her father and brothers.
Mu Jin had finished eating. She stood up, didn't greet Su Yuntian, and went back to her room, closing the door as if guarding against something.
Seeing Mu Jin like this, Su Yuntian lost his appetite. He put down his chopsticks, lowered his eyes, pondered for a while, and then walked out of the Green Bamboo Courtyard.
A faint medicinal fragrance wafted from Xiao Si's room, coming from Shi Yi's room.
At this moment, Eleven was staring blankly at the medicine pot. Seeing the pot spewing out billowing white smoke, he finally realized what was happening and reached out to open the lid.
Eleven picked up the small knife beside him and cut his palm open. Blood immediately oozed from the cut and dripped into the medicine pot to boil with the herbs.
In the afternoon, he heard Su Yi say in the VIP room that the people in the surrounding prefectures and counties had shown symptoms of the plague and that they needed to invite people from the Nangong Divine Sect to come out of seclusion. However, only he knew that even if they did invite them, it would be useless without him and his grandmother.
As the successor of the Nangong Divine Sect, Eleven, like the previous sect leaders, possesses a miraculous remedy that benefits the world. Moreover, their unique physical condition means that external injuries and poisons generally do not cause them much harm.
This is why he could recover quickly even after being injured repeatedly and poisoned by Guangfu.
When Eleven felt a sharp pain in his palm, he realized what was happening, so he tied his hand with the white cloth, wrapped the medicine pot in an insulating cloth, and headed towards the Green Bamboo Courtyard.
At this hour, Eleven shouldn't be in the inner courtyard. He used his lightness skill to leap into the Green Bamboo Courtyard and landed next to the herb garden. Just then, Qing'er passed by and was almost startled enough to call for help. But when she saw that it was Eleven, she said something rather irritating.
"You scared me to death! I thought it was some lecherous scoundrel coming over so late. Is something urgent?"
Eleven apologized to Qing'er with a face full of remorse. Mu Jin happened to hear the noise and came out of the room.
Mu Jin saw that Shiyi was holding a medicine pot and asked Shiyi what it was for. Shiyi then carried the medicine pot to Mu Jin.
"The doctor at the pharmacy just said that this prescription is excellent for the epidemic, and it's best to take it first as a preventative measure so you won't get infected."
Eleven stammered as he spoke; this was the first time he had lied to Mu Jin.
When Mu Jin saw that Shiyi didn't even dare to look at her when she spoke, Mu Jin knew that Shiyi wasn't telling the truth, but she believed that Shiyi wouldn't harm her.
"Really? That's wonderful. Why didn't that doctor hand over the remedy to the court and receive the imperial favor?"
Eleven kept his head down and remained silent. After a long while, Mu Jin asked Qing'er to bring her a bowl and poured her a bowl of the medicinal soup that Eleven had brewed.
Mu Jin turned to Qing'er and said, "Distribute the remaining medicine to everyone in the Green Bamboo Courtyard and make sure they all take it. Don't waste the effort that Eleven put into preparing it."
Qing'er was ordered to leave.
Seeing Mu Jin drink the medicine without hesitation, Eleven felt a sense of relief.
As long as Mu Jin and the people of Cuizhu Courtyard drank it, they wouldn't be afraid of being infected by the plague. Thinking of this, he felt relieved.
"Are your hands injured?" Mu Jin asked, looking at Eleven's hand wrapped in a white cloth.
Eleven glanced at her hand, which she had cut with a knife, and forced a smile: "It's nothing. I accidentally burned myself while brewing the medicine. Miss, please rest early. I'll be going now."
Fearing that Mu Jin would notice his unusual behavior, Eleven wanted to say goodbye to Mu Jin as soon as possible. Just as he was about to take his leave, Mu Jin called him back.
"Eleven, do you really have nothing else to say to me?"
Upon hearing Mu Jin's sudden question, Eleven's back stiffened, and he stopped in his tracks as he was about to leave.
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