Marrying a wife and a concubine together? Wouldn't it be better to divorce and become the queen

Feng Shuyao learned that there was a preventive medicine, and came to the gate of Xu Dahai's yard again:

"I want to see His Royal Highness Prince Rong. I heard there is a preventive medicine, I want to take it too."

The guard said, "Concubine, the preventive medicine has run out. There are so many people in the village, and there is not enough medicine to go around. You should go back."

Feng Shuyao didn't believe it. "It's impossible. When I came in, I saw doctors from the capital here. They must have brought medicinal herbs. How could they not have preventive medicine? Let me in, and I will ask His Royal Highness Prince Rong for it myself."

The guard was in a dilemma. He saw Jiang Qu pushing Xie Jin over and bowed respectfully:

"Your Highness Prince Rong, Concubine Feng Shu is here to ask for the antidote."

When Feng Shuyao saw Xie Jin, her arrogance subsided and she said in a gentle voice:

"I pay my respects to His Royal Highness Prince Rong. Your Highness, I am here to get preventive medicine. Do you have any more?"

Xie Jin said: “No.”

He said it so straightforwardly that Feng Shuyao's face flashed with embarrassment:

"Your Highness Prince Rong, how could there be no medicine? Aren't all the medicinal materials sent from the capital delivered here? I heard from that aunt that they all took the medicine. If I don't take it, won't I be at risk of infection at any time? Please, Your Highness Prince Rong, give me a pill for the sake of King Chu. Just one pill will be enough."

The prince has spoken, but she is still pestering him. Jiang Qu said coldly:

"Concubine Feng Shu, please go back and wait patiently. When the next batch of herbs arrives and a preventive medicine is formulated, someone will be sent here to deliver it to you."

Feng Shuyao was anxious, "When will the next batch of herbs arrive? Guard Jiang, the herbs can wait, but I can't."

Xie Jin said: "Are you going to die? What's there to wait for? If you really can't wait, take the medicine and send it away!"

Jiang Qu wanted to laugh. The prince's words implied that he would wait until Feng Shuyao was infected and about to die before giving her the medicine. He was worthy of being the prince. He was so angry that he could make people angry to death.

Feng Shuyao didn't react at first, but when she saw Jiang Qu trying to hold back his laughter, she realized what Xie Jin meant, and immediately became annoyed:

"Your Highness Prince Rong, please give me a pill. I don't want anything to happen here and make Your Highness Prince Chu worry. Your Highness Prince Rong, please have mercy on me..."

The guards came to chase her away, but Feng Shuyao was still chattering.

Xie Yan rushed to Ningxiang Village and saw this scene, and walked over quickly:

"Shu Yao, why are you here?"

Hearing his voice, Feng Shuyao tilted her head, tears welling up in her eyes:

"Your Highness, you are here, woooo, woooo, I miss you so much..."

Xie Yan was worried about her and rushed over all the way.

He pulled Feng Shuyao aside and said, "Shuyao, why did Zhaoyang send you here? Are you here to see me?"

Feng Shuyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Yes, Your Highness, I heard from the princess that you are here. There is an infectious disease in the village. I can't sit still in the mansion, so I asked Her Highness to bring me here."

Xie Yan was very moved and stroked Feng Shuyao's little face:

"It was me who made you worried. I am fine. What do you want from the guards?"

Feng Shuyao said, "I heard that the villagers have taken medicine to prevent infection, so I came to ask, but His Royal Highness Prince Rong said that the medicine is gone."

Xie Yan said: "Don't worry, I will go in and ask."

Xie Yan entered the yard. Feng Qingluan had just finished making the first batch of trial drugs and came out of the laboratory. He found Feng Qingluan:

"Feng Qingluan, your sister is here too. She wants preventive medicine. Give me one."

Feng Qingluan wanted to take the pills in for Uncle Xu to try out, so she had no time to deal with him.

"That medicine is gone, wait for the next batch."

Xie Yan was a little angry when he saw that she didn't even look at him:

"Can't you just give me one pill? Are you holding a grudge against Shu Yao for what happened in the past and deliberately not giving her the medicine?"

Feng Qingluan said: "You can think whatever you want, I don't have any medicine here, get out of here!"

He waved goodbye to the banquet and entered the room.

Xie Yan was rebuked and looked unhappy. Doctor Jia, who was following behind Feng Qingluan, said:

"Your Highness, there is really no preventive medicine. Don't blame Miss Feng. Miss Feng has not rested for two days. You should take the concubine to wait next door. If she continues to hang around here, the risk of infection will be greater."

Xie Yan wanted to say something else, but when he saw Jiang Qu coming out of King Rong's room and looking at him with a cold face, he swallowed his words and took Feng Shuyao back to Aunt Qiao's yard next door to comfort her.

The trial medicine was effective. Uncle Xu vomited most of the medicine after taking it. Although the medicine was vomited out, his fever was relieved. Feng Qingluan was delighted, which meant that her prescription was effective, and she plunged into the laboratory to test the medicine.

After Xie Yan stayed with Feng Shuyao for a while, he went to deal with other matters.

At night, Feng Shuyao felt dizzy and weak in her limbs. She leaned on Xie Yan's arms:

"Ahem...Your Highness, will Shu Yao die? Shu Yao doesn't want to leave you."

Xie Yan hugged her and said, "With me here, you will be fine. You came to visit me before you were fully recovered, and you got infected after only one day. You shouldn't have come."

Feng Shuyao thought to herself that I didn't want to come either, but Xie Ying forced me to come and I had no choice.

She continued to cry in a weak and pitiful manner:

"I know Your Highness loves me, but my sister is unwilling to give me medicine. It is because Shu Yao has wronged my sister that she is so cruel. Please promise Shu Yao that if Shu Yao dies of the disease, Your Highness must not blame my sister. Shu Yao does not want to cause a quarrel between you and my sister because of her."

Xie Yan was provoked by her and said angrily:

"Feng Qingluan is a doctor. Even if you are not her cousin, it is her duty to save the dying and the wounded. Just hold on a little longer. I will go get her some medicine right away!"

He put Feng Shuyao aside and went to Xu Dahai's house.

However, he did not see Feng Shuyao this time. Jiang Qu seemed to be waiting for him. As soon as he stepped into the yard, Jiang Qu called him to Xie Jin's room.

Feng Shuyao was waiting in the room for Xie Yan to get the medicine. Seeing that he had not come back for a long time, she called out "Aunt Qiao" twice, but no one answered her outside.

The village was not like the palace. There were not so many candles to light up the rooms. Feng Shuyao's room only had a short, thick, small candle that was about to burn out. The small room was cluttered with clutter, and it looked dark and shadowy everywhere, which was a bit scary.

"Your Highness, are you back, Your Highness?"

Feng Shuyao was half leaning on the head of the bed. She heard the sound of the door opening in the main room, but no one came in. She couldn't help but ask.

Still no one agreed to her.

Feng Shuyao's heart began to pound uncontrollably as she stared nervously at the half-open door that Xie Yan had left. Under the dim candlelight, the unknown darkness behind the door filled her with endless fear.

Just as she was staring at the door without blinking, a gust of wind blew, blowing out the only candle in the room, and her vision became completely dark.

The door was slowly pushed open, making a creaking sound.

Feng Shuyao's heart was in her throat in this horrible atmosphere, and then she saw a figure slowly walking out from behind the door.

When Feng Shuyao saw the figure's face through the faint moonlight, she was so frightened that she widened her eyes and sat on the bed in a daze.

The figure was none other than Feng Chun, who had his throat pierced and died tragically in front of her eyes not long ago. Feng Shuyao screamed, "Ah, don't come over here, I didn't kill you, don't come over here!"