Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

Shen Xiangju felt strange, "This is the only intersection into Jiadu County. How come there are officers and soldiers guarding it, and even the prince dares to stop it."

No one knows the answer.

Entering Jiadu County, the appearance inside is shocking.

Jiadu County used to be a prosperous place, but when I came back this time, it was devastated.

The houses that were damaged by the floods have not been rebuilt, and the road is full of mud. From the green fields on both sides of the road, here, only a gray-brown barren field covered with sand is left.

The visible people were all skinny, lying weakly on the street. Those who could still walk were in a hurry, and their faces were covered with white veils.

No wonder.

No wonder there are officers and soldiers guarding it.

The convoy stopped here.

Shen Xiangju already had the answer in his mind, "Is this... a plague?"

The butler frowned and said, "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I'll go ask."

The butler walked away, asked a few people and came back quickly, this time with a serious expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, Feng Lan could do such a cruel thing. The housekeeper said that there was a deep pit not far from here, and corpses were thrown everywhere in the pit.

The entire Jiadu County was secretly surrounded, and the refugees who wanted to escape were killed by the officers and soldiers and thrown into the deep pit.

The plague here is very serious. The only doctors who are locals are not good at medical skills and cannot treat the disease well. They can't get out even if they want to ask for help.

Some people also managed to escape and told the story about the situation here. Now everyone is calling Feng Lan a fatuous and tyrant who has no regard for human life.

The remaining people trapped here can only wait to die.

Mu Qing got out of the car, folded the veil in half, took out a bottle of potion and poured it on it.

Shen Xiangju stuck his head out of the window and was about to say something when Mu Qing turned around and tied the handkerchief on his face.

The veil soaked in potion has a fresh and pleasant smell.

Shen Xiangju subconsciously asked: "What about you?"

Mu Qing pulled out the hairpin, and her silver hair fell down around her waist like a waterfall. She pulled her hair up again in a more regular manner and inserted the hairpin, "I don't need it, I'll have someone send you away."

"I don't." Shen Xiangju said without thinking, "I want to accompany you."

He hurriedly said before Mu Qing could speak: "I know you want to stay here. Although I can't be of much help, I won't cause you any trouble. Besides, you have great medical skills and won't let anything happen to me."

"You're right." Mu Qing nodded.

Before Shen Xiangju had time to be happy, Mu Qing said again, "But if I look at you as an eyesore, you are still causing trouble for me."

Shen Xiangju:......

Shen Xiangju looked at Mu Qing angrily and aggrievedly.

Mu Qing nodded at a few people and said, "Take him away."

"Yes."

Shen Xiangju couldn't say anything to refuse, and it was useless to protest.

Shen Xiangju stretched out his hand from the window, his eyes red with grievance.

Mu Qing looked at his beautiful eyes, then at the white and tender hands he stretched out, and stretched out her hands for him to grab.

Shen Xiangju: "Then you must return to Beijing safely and then marry me."

Many people around were looking at them, but he couldn't care less about being shy and looked at Mu Qing eagerly.

If he could, he really wouldn't want to leave Mu Qing's side for a second.

There are too many changes, who knows what will happen in the next second.

He could only feel relieved when he looked at her all the time.

Mu Qing tapped his forehead with her fingertips and pushed him into the carriage, "Let's go."

The carriage moved forward.

After walking a little further, Shen Xiangqian opened the sedan curtain again and looked out with red eyes.

Mu Qing led the Black Tiger Army towards the lifeless streets. They were all the same black figures. There were other people around her, but Shen Xiangju could only see her.

Everything around her was reduced to a background, and she was the only one in his eyes.

The silver hair, the hosta, the fluttering corners of the clothes, the calm and leisurely steps, and the fairy-like figure are so clear that all details can be accurately described.

For the first time, Shen Xiangju realized that he had always looked at her so carefully, as if he was afraid that he might not be able to see her next time.

He was really screwed.

Mu Qing temporarily stayed in Jiadu County and quickly occupied a medical clinic.

The former doctor of this medical center immediately gave up the medical center willingly when he heard that the person in front of him was the current regent and had just returned from the border.

It’s different in the past.

Mu Qing's reputation is no longer the notorious one that everyone calls for beatings.

After Feng Lan's luck value returned to zero, nothing went smoothly.

She always felt that this was not the case.

Her life should be smooth and upward.

She didn't know why she had fallen to this point.

Anxiety, panic, anger, these emotions surrounded her, making her fall into a vicious circle, from which she could not get out, and became more and more collapsed.

She let these emotions out.

As a result, she became a tyrant among the people.

The more she did, the more flaws she exposed.

More and more people know that His Majesty, whom they once respected, is actually nothing more than a straw bag.

The one they should really pursue is the regent.

Now, the positions of Mu Qing and Feng Lan in the hearts of the people have been exchanged.

The medical clinic was open and there was a long queue outside.

Mu Qing put the handkerchief on the patient's wrist, her white fingertips as clear and beautiful as jade carvings.

The patient is a child with a sallow complexion and thin muscles.

The old man next to him had gray hair and looked at her in fear with his old eyes.

Mu relaxed the child's wrist and lowered her head to write the prescription. A few strands of soft silver hair hung down by her cheeks, making her face softer and more delicate.

"It's nothing serious. If you take these few patches of medicine, you'll be fine."

The old man's eyes were moist, and he immediately knelt down and kowtowed a few times, choking with sobs and saying incoherently, "Thank you, thank you..."

Mu Qing's hand holding the pen paused without raising her head, looking very indifferent.

The guard next to him reacted and quickly helped the old man up.

"Old man, please leave quickly, don't delay the people behind you from seeing a doctor."

The old man's slow footsteps and the child's tender voice gradually faded away.

Mu Qing stopped writing the prescription. Her long black eyelashes covered half of her dark pupils, casting a gray shadow inside.

After a moment, she raised her head and looked at the end of the street.

The figures of the old and the young were gradually swallowed up by the afterglow of the evening.

The housekeeper was paying attention to her expression from behind and couldn't tell what she was thinking, "Your Majesty looks indifferent, but he actually has a heart of a Bodhisattva."

The patients in line echoed.

The praises are endless.

Mu Qing continued to treat the next patient with a calm expression.

Not that Bodhisattva is kind-hearted.

Looking at the various conditions in the world, her mood has not fluctuated at all.

But there was a voice in her heart telling her that she should do this.

That voice is always gentle and soft, like water, able to tolerate everything. Listening to that voice, the voice, appearance, and smile are blurry.

Mu Qing suddenly paused and opened his eyes.

I realized that I suddenly had strange memories in my mind.

who's that person?