At this moment, Biluo was surrounded by several burly men causing trouble and was unable to spare any attention.
Seeing that Jiang Wan was in danger, she became so anxious that her eyes turned red.
This single cut could result in disfigurement at best, and death at worst.
Who could be so vicious?!
Just then, a man suddenly emerged from the crowd, his movements swift and agile, and with a flying kick, he knocked the man with the knife to the ground.
"Where did this stinking bastard come from! Are you deliberately picking a fight? Everyone in our camp drank that young lady's soup, why are you the only one causing trouble?"
"Who sent you to cause trouble? Come with me to the barracks and get twenty lashes to teach you a lesson!"
The man had wheat-colored skin, a lean build, and wore a red soldier's uniform. His eyes were bright, clear, and righteous.
Jiang Wan recognized him at a glance; he was a soldier in the Song family army, and a low-ranking private at that.
He picked up a stick and, together with Biluo, began to fight the troublemakers.
The soldier was agile, but he was outnumbered and gradually lost ground, sustaining wounds that bled slightly.
Just when they were about to be defeated, a group of people suddenly galloped in.
"By imperial decree, His Majesty! Welcome the Jade Rabbit messenger to the palace..."
Upon hearing the imperial edict, the people were filled with righteous indignation.
"It turns out that Heaven has sent this young lady to deliver the sweet dew, no wonder my son's high fever subsided after drinking her soup!"
"Yes, thank you, young lady, thank you so much."
"Family members, these bastards have smashed up the stall! Where are we supposed to get our nectar now? This is suicidal! Get out of the way, I'm going to beat him to death!"
In an instant, rotten vegetable leaves and pebbles were thrown at the troublemakers.
Jiang Wan then checked the soldier's wound and personally bandaged it for him: "May I ask what your name is, young man?"
Her voice was soft, and her eyes were bright. The soldier touched his nose shyly, feeling as if the person in front of him was a fairy, and he didn't even feel the pain.
"Young lady, please don't be so polite. My name is Er Gou."
"Thank you very much, Brother Er Gou," Jiang Wan said solemnly.
Er Gou: "..."
He blushed deeply.
At this moment, Song Shuling was drenched in sweat in the Weiyang Palace.
She knew better than anyone how she came to be a divine fox, but being publicly accused of being a demon by Jinghui was something she had never expected.
Who is this Master Jinghui?
Why would you want to go against her for no reason?
Before she could figure it out, Pei Xuan stepped into the main hall.
As soon as he entered, his gaze fell on Jinghui, and his eyes paused slightly.
This was his first time meeting the legendary Master Jinghui, but strangely, he felt a sense of familiarity with this person.
It was as if they had met somewhere before.
Pei Xuan's intuition was always very sharp, but before he could come up with a result, Jing Hui suddenly spoke up.
"May I ask, where did Your Highness get the sachet you are wearing?"
Pei Xuan's train of thought was interrupted, and he replied, "It's a gift from a friend, is there a problem?"
Master Jinghui shook her head: "This sachet is very good; it can ward off evil spirits and disease."
Pei Xuan's eyes flickered slightly as he said to Emperor Jingyuan, "Father, this item was a gift from the Master of Linglong Pavilion."
Emperor Jingyuan narrowed his eyes... Linglong Pavilion.
He had heard of this Jianghu gang as early as when Song Ziyu recommended Linglong Pavilion as a royal merchant.
However, Song Shuling later suggested replacing him, causing a huge uproar, and the matter remains unresolved.
Just as I was about to ask for more details, the eunuch led a group of people into the palace to report back.
Seeing the woman holding a white rabbit and with her face covered by a light veil, the eunuch kindly advised, "Young lady, you must not cover your face when meeting the Emperor."
Jiang Wan put down the rabbit and took off her veil.
"This sinful woman, Jiang, greets Your Majesty."
Emperor Jingyuan was taken aback. How could it be her?
Song Shuling's eyes widened even more, her face filled with disbelief.
Could it be that the Jade Rabbit messenger, who has been doing good deeds and accumulating merit for the past month, is actually Jiang Wan?
"No, that's impossible!"
She knelt down in a panic and pointed at Jiang Wan.
"Your Majesty, it can't be Jiang Wan! She's possessed by a demon and was banished from the capital. She doesn't know anything about medicine, so how could she cure the plague?"
Jiang Wan gave her a cold glance.
She had been knowledgeable about medicine since childhood, and after leaving the mansion for three years, she devoted herself to the study of medicine, but the people in the general's mansion did not know this.
However, it was perfect timing, as she didn't want to reveal her hand to anyone, so she went along with it.
"What my second sister said is true. Even the Imperial Hospital is helpless against this plague, so how could I possibly cure it? The medicine I added to the soup was given to me by the fairy Chang'e in my dream."
This statement matches exactly what Jinghui said.
Song Shuling was furious, not expecting to be outmaneuvered.
"Nonsense!"
"If it was truly bestowed by the gods, why didn't it appear in His Majesty's dream?"
"Jiang Wan, what makes you think you're chosen by the gods? Are you implying that your destiny is more noble than His Majesty's?"
When this label was placed on him, even Emperor Jingyuan narrowed his eyes.
Jiang Wan was not angered by her, but only glanced at her lightly.
"Prescribing and dispensing medicine is physically demanding for Your Majesty, whose health is of utmost importance. How can you do it yourself?"
Her voice was cold.
"I had forgotten about it if my second sister hadn't mentioned it. In my dream, the immortals said that it was because I was wronged by a demon and banished from the city that the immortals took pity on my innocence and granted me an opportunity to serve His Majesty."
Caught off guard by the retort, Song Shuling's face flushed red and then paled, and she blurted out, "You wretch! How dare you call me a demon? You..."
She stepped forward angrily, accidentally stepping on a white rabbit nearby, which then let out a loud cry in front of everyone.
As we all know, rabbits don't make noises.
What else could make such a sound but the divine rabbit?
Emperor Jingyuan finally distinguished between the truth and the falsehood, and issued an order.
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