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Song Qingwan knew the answer to this question the next day. It turned out that a plague broke out after the flood in Jiangnan ended. The local authorities suppressed it at first, but later the scale became too large to contain it, so they got angry.

The emperor was very angry and scolded Prince Yu and his party, asking them to come up with a solution. At this time, they all pretended to be dead.

Someone suggested that King Huai should give it a try. It just so happened that the emperor was unhappy because Zhao Huaijin asked him for Song Qingwan, so he threw this hot potato to Zhao Huaijin.

"There will be a major epidemic after a major disaster. I should have thought of it earlier." Song Qingwan's face was solemn.

"Awan, if I can come back alive, I will marry you immediately." Zhao Huaijin looked at Song Qingwan with tenderness in his eyes.

"No, if you go now you will die. I will go with you!"

If the situation had not reached the point where it was out of control, Prince Yu's people would not have reported it, after all, they had just rewarded their merits.

"You come with me, and we die together? Song Qingwan, I'm afraid I can't protect you."

"You forget that I'm a doctor. Maybe I can help."

"Okay then. I'll report this to my father right away. Song Qingwan, let's go together."

When the emperor heard that Song Qingwan took the initiative to go to the epidemic area, he immediately agreed. He believed that with Song Qingwan there, his son would be safe.

In this way, Song Qingwan and Zhao Huaijin set out on the journey to Jiangnan together. The journey was smooth, and in less than half a month, the group arrived in the Jiangnan area.

As soon as she entered Jiangnan, Song Qingwan found that many people in rags were fleeing northward, and the pursuers following them would capture anyone they saw. If they did not return, they would be knocked unconscious and taken away, regardless of whether they were dead or alive.

Song Qingwan silently lowered the car curtain. She couldn't accept it for a moment. This was simply hell on earth.

"It's like this as soon as we entered Jiangnan. I guess the epidemic area has already fallen." Zhao Huaijin also frowned.

Song Qingwan took out a stack of masks and handed them to Zhao Huaijin.

"Put it on and pass it on to others. The area ahead is probably the epidemic area."

"it is good"

Zhao Huaijin obediently took it and put it on, then gave one to each of the accompanying guards.

They did not bring any maids with them on this trip, and Song Qingwan did not even bring Chunya with her, as the girl was too weak to survive.

"Please, save us, please!"

"Who are you? Get out of here! How dare you stop the carriage when you know who's in it? Get out of here now!"

Zhao Huaijin heard some noise outside the carriage, lifted the curtain, and found a grandfather and grandson, wearing tattered clothes blocking the way of the carriage. The old man could no longer stand up, and the little boy was kneeling on the ground crying and begging.

"Stop!" Zhao Huaijin shouted at the guards who were trying to drive them away.

"Your Majesty, it's obvious that these two people escaped from the epidemic area. You are a precious person, what if..."

"Get them something to eat first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhao Huaijin was about to get off the car when Song Qingwan stopped him. She shook her head gently.

"Awan..."

"Let me come, you don't go. If they are infected with the plague, I can protect myself."

"But…"

"Listen, don't be stubborn at this time."

Song Qingwan pushed Zhao Huaijin back into the carriage without waiting for him to finish his words. She jumped off the carriage and came to the little boy.

Zhao Huaijin was still worried, so he got off the carriage and stood not far away. He knew that if he went closer he would cause trouble for Song Qingwan.

"How old are you and where are you from?"

"My name is Rongbao, I am six years old, and I escaped from Gusu City. There are five people in my family, and only my grandfather and I are left."

Tears welled up in the boy's eyes. He gritted his teeth to hold back his tears and wiped his nose with the back of his dirty hand.

Song Qingwan took out two steamed buns and a pot of water and handed them to Rongbao.

"You eat first, and give one to your grandfather as well. After you finish eating, I'll check your health, okay?"

"Thank you Miss, thank you Miss!"

Rongbao took the steamed bun, swallowed his saliva and gave it to his grandfather who was about to faint from hunger.

"Grandpa, please eat quickly, it's steamed buns, it's steamed buns!"

The old man opened his eyes and looked at the steamed bun in front of him, then glanced at Song Qingwan not far away, and nodded gratefully.

Rongbao broke the steamed bun into pieces and fed the water into his grandfather's mouth. The old man regained some strength after eating the steamed bun.

"Rongbao, you eat too, eat quickly!"

Rongbao then took the remaining steamed bun and wolfed it down.

Song Qingwan nodded, it was obvious that the child had good upbringing.

After both of them had eaten, Song Qingwan went forward to check. After examination, she found that neither of them had symptoms of infection, and Song Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where are you two going?"

"I don't know. We'll just go wherever we want. We have no home anymore. The entire Gusu city has been surrounded by soldiers. No one is allowed to leave, no matter if they are infected or not."

Listening to the old man's tearful narration, Song Qingwan almost understood that Gusu City should be the place where the epidemic was most serious.

When a plague broke out in ancient times, the only solution was isolation. All people would be concentrated in the city for treatment, and those who were lucky enough would survive. Finally, the dead would be burned together, and the plague would be over.

It should be the same this time, but for some unknown reason, so many people escaped and the virus spread to the entire Jiangnan region.

"Old man, you and Rongbao please come with us. We are sent by the court to rescue the victims."

"Really! That's great, Gusu is saved!" The old man knelt on the ground and cried excitedly.

Zhao Huaijin had someone tidy up the carriage carrying the luggage at the back and let the grandfather and grandson sit on it. He also found two sets of clean old clothes for the two to change into, and then continued on his journey.

"Why let them go to the back carriage?"

"Why let other men ride in a carriage with you?" Zhao Huaijin pouted.

"They are old people and children!" Song Qingwan looked up at the sky speechlessly.

"He is also a man, so he is not allowed to do so."

"Okay, listen to you."

"That's good enough," Zhao Huaijin then showed a satisfied smile.

Song Qingwan was speechless. Ever since the marriage was arranged, Zhao Huaijin had been sticking to her almost every day. She felt like she was raising a big dog.

After another day of walking, they finally arrived at Gusu City, the center of the epidemic. Zhao Huaijin helped Song Qingwan get off the carriage.

Lord Lan, the governor of Gusu Prefecture, and his entourage were already waiting at the city gate. When they saw Zhao Huaijin, they hurried over to pay their respects.

"Your Highness, I, Lan Cheng'an, the governor of Gusu Prefecture, pay my respects to His Royal Highness Prince Huai. May His Majesty live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

"Master Lan, please stand up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Song Qingwan was silently observing the prefect from the side. Lan Cheng'an looked to be in his thirties, a little fat, and his eyes, although small, were sparkling with brilliance.

Lan Cheng'an seemed very respectful to Zhao Huaijin, but Song Qingwan did not ignore the slightly raised corners of his lips, which showed that he was very disdainful of Zhao Huaijin.

This Lord Lan is definitely not simple!

"I have prepared wine and food in the courtyard outside the city for Your Highness to relieve his stress. Please come over."

"Villa? Is it Lord Lan's villa?" Zhao Huaijin's tone was flat, and no emotion could be heard.

"Your Highness, the city has become the epicenter of the epidemic. To ensure your safety, I will change your residence to my own villa."

"Master Lan is thoughtful, so let's go over there first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lan Cheng'an walked in front to lead the way, and snorted disdainfully in a place where no one could see him. "So what if it's King Huai? We still have to listen to his arrangements!"