Feng Qingyi had already stepped into the room with one foot, but someone grabbed her arm again.

"My lord, let me go, you are all waiting outside."

Feng Qingyi looked around in the blink of an eye, but just now she didn't notice that Yu Qingyin was also among the crowd.

"You all back off, I'm coming, I know poison, this plague is nothing to me."

"My lord, yes, let's wait outside."

"In case more people are infected, the loss outweighs the gain!"

"My lord, don't let anything happen to you!"

"Trust me once."

Yu Qingyin looked at her, Feng Qingyi didn't refuse anymore, she took a few steps back to make way for Yu Qingyin.

After Yu Qingyin entered, she closed the door first, and there were two people lying on the bed and the floor in the room, one old and one young, their faces were extremely pale.

blood.

The blood on the bed.

Blood on the ground.

Even the walls were splattered with blood.

Yu Qingyin's complexion suddenly changed, and she started to vomit.

"Hero Yu, are you alright?"

Yu Qingyin glanced at the door, there were several figures outside.

"It's okay." She replied.

When she finished handling everything and slowly pushed the door out, everyone rushed forward to support her, with worries and expectations on their faces.

"My lord, call the other doctors over here, I probably have some clues."

When they heard that the cure for the plague was in sight, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and ran away to call for someone before Feng Qingyi gave an order.

Yu Qingyin slid against the wall and slid on the ground as if tired, the broken hair on her forehead was already wet with sweat, this cold weather made her feel like summer.

Feng Qingyi squatted down a step away from her, looked at her, "Who the hell are you?"

"Haha..." Yu Qingyin laughed until she couldn't breathe, and finally closed her eyes and coughed, "My lord, I'm a bad guy."

Feng Qingyi squatted and didn't move, she didn't even move her eyebrows, she just looked at her.

When the doctors rushed over collectively, Feng Qingyi was called away by someone sent by Lu Jingru.

As soon as they arrived at the mansion, Ren Ying was already waiting at the door, and Lu Jingru was also by her side.

"My lord, the news about the plague seems to have leaked out. Now the people have surrounded the Sheriff's Mansion, and there is a vague tendency to force their way in. I heard that Ge Ming has been guarded and slipped away ahead of time."

"It's well surrounded."

Lu Jingru looked at her puzzled, but Ren Ying was not agitated, and stepped forward to hold her arm.

"It's good to spread the word, so that everyone knows. You fly the pigeon to pass the letter back, and let people spread the news even in the capital. It's best to let the people in Qiongli know." Feng Qingyi smiled, "The bigger the trouble, the more good!"

"My lord, didn't you say to keep it a secret before? If this plague spreads, the city will be in chaos! The consequences will be disastrous!" Lu Jingru's eyes widened, and she suddenly froze, "Could it be—"

Ren Ying took her words and looked up at Feng Qingyi's face, "But is there a solution?"

"Yeah." Feng Qingyi licked her molars and stared at Ren Ying's eyes, not knowing what it meant, "Your benefactor, Yu Qingyin's credit."

Ren Ying was a little surprised: "Really?"

"It turns out that she is so powerful!"

Feng Qingyi pursed her lips, but she wasn't angry, but she still asked sourly: "Am I not good?"

"You have always been great!"

The answer Ren Ying blurted out made Feng Qingyi very satisfied, and she bowed her head and kissed Ren Ying.

When Ren Ying came to her senses, Feng Qingyi had already walked away, only Lu Jingru was still in a daze, Ren Ying blushed instantly, a little embarrassed.

"This subordinate resigns." Lu Jingru was also quite embarrassed.

Three days later, the news of the plague spread throughout Xihua County, and people in the capital were panicked. Within half a month, the whole thing spread throughout Qiongli's land.

When people from all walks of life heard the news and rushed to Xihua County for support, they knew that the plague in the city had been resolved, and many people infected with the plague had returned home and lived a healthy and happy life again.

And all of this was attributed to Feng Qingyi.

Behind the praise of Feng Qingyi, some people had doubts about Pu Tian's death and condemned Ge Ming who fled by himself.

The whole Qiongli land was caught in turmoil.

This winter has been rough.

***

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Fengyue propped her head and closed her eyes to fall asleep, and the maid was timidly picking up the pieces of cups at her feet.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and stepped on the maid's hand, and the debris pierced into the maid's hand, causing her face to change instantly due to the pain.

But she could only grit her teeth tightly, and the tears did not fall down in her eyes.

Otherwise, if the empress in front of her is unhappy, she can only wait to die.

"Duan He." Fengyue rubbed her foot hard again, her voice raised a little, "Duan He!"

Hearing the sound, Duan He trotted into the palace, Fengyue stopped and let the serving maids back down.

The debris on the ground has been cleaned up, but the pool of blood is very conspicuous.

Feng Yue stared at the bloodstain, and spoke to Duan He in a low voice: "Tell me, Feng Qingyi has to die quickly."

Duan He blinked, there are many wrinkles that can kill mosquitoes, the queen seems to be dazed by recent events.

However, she couldn't help her not getting dizzy, these things were crowded together, if one of them was not handled properly, this person might not be able to sit still.

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