When they learned that they might be infected with the epidemic, the first thing they thought of was their family, not their own lives.

Song Zhi knew very well how hard they were working.

She listened to everyone's confession without interrupting them for a long time. After everyone calmed down, she said in a strong and resonant voice, "I won't let you die."

"But we are infected with an epidemic, and there is no cure. Can Her Majesty go to Hades to ask for us?"

Xin Wanyun said, "Do you know the world-renowned Dr. Jiang? The Empress has already asked Dr. Jiang to develop an antidote for you."

"So, we really are infected with the epidemic."

They fell to the ground in despair, their eyes revealing despair and numbness.

What can Doctor Jiang do? The speed at which he can produce the antidote may be far slower than the speed at which they die.

Perhaps by the time the antidote comes out, they will have already turned into a pile of earth.

"It's them, right? It was those women who gave us the plague!"

Someone shouted with clenched fists.

Song Zhi didn't deny it, and hatred instantly filled everyone's faces. "They have such vicious hearts. They're sick with the plague and yet they still rush into the crowd. Your Majesty, we must tear them into pieces to relieve our hatred."

Song Zhi nodded, "Don't worry, they won't survive."

Everyone's face was filled with pain, and when an older man nearby spit out blood, a gloomy cloud of worry hung over everyone's head.

"I won't give up on you!"

Song Zhi took a deep breath and stood up, his eyes firm.

"Don't give up. Since you are my people, I will not abandon you. Even if one day it is too late, I promise you that I will take good care of your families and will never let them suffer any injustice."

"Your Majesty the Empress!"

"But please don't give up. I will do everything I can to keep you alive and well."

Everyone cried out in pain and knelt down.

"Long live the Empress!"

The sounds that came one after another were deafening, giving the world a touch of tragic color.

At the same time, outside the city gate.

The group of women continued to advance towards the city gate. Meng Qi ordered the archers to prepare and shouted, "If you don't stop, we will have no choice but to shoot."

But the five hundred women turned a deaf ear to him and continued moving forward.

They wanted to ask Zixuan and Hongfeng why they treated them like this. They had done nothing wrong, so why did they abandon them so cruelly?

They were treated like this, so how could they still be safe and sound as guests of honor in the City Lord's Mansion?

A strong sense of resentment clouded their minds.

They are subordinates trained by the Long family. They are willing to sacrifice their lives for their master, but they don't want to be stabbed in the back and lose their lives like this.

They are also human beings and will not be reconciled.

Everyone ran forward desperately, and finally, an arrow streaked through the sky and pierced into the body of one of the women.

Bright red blood spread from her chest, and she fell straight to the ground while running.

Then, two, three, countless more.

The women around them fell down one by one, and finally, the remaining ten or so women found with horror that they were the only ones left around.

They finally knew what fear was.

In the face of real death, they finally backed down.

Even though they were dying from the epidemic, they chose to back down when faced with the life-and-death situation.

Their feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, their faces as pale as paper.

Meng Qi rode on a tall and handsome horse, speaking without any emotion, "You guys should gather the bodies here and burn them. I'll give you half a day."

As a last resort, they began to collect the bodies of their companions one by one.

Seeing these friends who used to chat and laugh with them die tragically, and that they would become like them sooner or later, their hatred for Hongfeng and Zixuan became stronger.

After finally setting the pile of corpses on fire, exhausted and half dead, they saw each other's determined expressions in the firelight.

"Master Meng, can we see our master?"

The intention of meeting people with the epidemic at this time is self-evident.

Meng Qi's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't agree immediately. "The Empress still has use for those two people. I need to ask the Empress for instructions before giving you a reply."

"Okay, thank you, Master Meng."

They were obediently taken back to another detention center away from the crowd, with no expression on their faces.

The master and servant are of one mind, so they should live and die together, right?

They were the first to be unkind!

Meng Qi quickly came to Song Zhi and told him the intentions of those dozen people.

Song Zhi didn't hesitate and just waved his hand and it was done.

However, there was one requirement: they would be immediately put in solitary confinement after three days.

She has her own plans.

Meng Qi had good execution ability and quickly got everything done.

When Zi Xuan and her cousin learned that they were going to live with those women, they resisted desperately. They screamed and cried, begging their sister-in-law to let them go and their cousin to save them.

But there was no response.

Only Meng Qi said coldly, "Why didn't you think of letting others go when you drugged them? If this epidemic spreads, have you ever thought about how many people will die?"

"us……"

They thought about it, but they just didn't care.

Meng Qi looked at the two men with disgust in his eyes. "People like you deserve to be cut into pieces. Letting you suffer the consequences is too easy for you."

They were taken to the tent of a dozen people. As soon as they were put in, they were surrounded by a dozen people and beaten and kicked.

The crowd kicked them as if to vent their anger, as if they could beat them to death.

But they finally stopped.

"Death like this would be such a joy. We also want you to experience the despair of waiting to die, the fear of being powerless, the fear of being unable to sleep the moment you close your eyes, and the sight of your increasingly dilapidated body when you open them."

"Hahaha, just enjoy this torture slowly."

More than a dozen people laughed wildly, and then started crying.

It’s so good to be alive, who wants to die?

Only when we are alive can there be hope and all possibilities, right?

But they have no hope.

Hongfeng and Zixuan fell to the ground covered in wounds. It took a long time before they managed to support each other and sit in the tent.

What follows is the beginning of their nightmare.

They watched helplessly as the dozen or so people went from being full of energy to becoming listless. In addition to suffering from fever and vomiting every day, their skin gradually began to fester and sores appeared on their mouths and faces.

The women who originally had glamorous looks became extremely terrifying, like ghosts.

No, it's more disgusting than a ghost.

The festering areas began to ooze pus, and because of the hot weather, maggots gradually began to appear.

Then, they died one after another.

Hongfeng and Zixuan almost went crazy in such a suffocating environment, and they held their heads in despair.

"No, I don't want that."

"I don't want to be that disgusting."

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