The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Jiang Wantang had already thought about this question halfway.

Ji Wuyuan's crisis should have been a close call, or perhaps everything was within his plan.

And, before she arrived, it would almost be over.

Otherwise, Xie Huli would not let her go at this time.

If there was really a danger, according to Xie Huli's normal reaction, he would have kept it from her, just like this plague.

And the fact that he let himself go meant that it was more dangerous here.

Jiang Wantang raised her eyes to look at Xie Zhiyan, smiled slightly, and said in a rare serious tone: "Thank you... Thank you for your kindness, sir."

This was a nonsensical statement, but Xie Zhiyan understood it.

The campaign in Mingzhou was almost over, and he had Jiang Wantang go there now, not only to avoid the plague, but also to be there for Ji Wuyuan in his hour of need...

While avoiding any danger, you can also gain credit and favor.

As the saying goes, a friend in need is a friend indeed. No matter what happens in the future, Ji Wuyuan will always keep this friendship in his heart.

But she knew his intention, yet she still rushed back without hesitation.

Xie Zhiyan couldn't help coughing, and looked at Jiang Wantang with complicated eyes, as if sighing, and said helplessly: "If you know, why did you come back?"

Jiang Wantang curved her lips, smiling brightly, and spoke frankly and firmly, "Of course, it's for these suffering people."

Not only that, but also to repay Xie Zhiyan's kindness.

When the old doctor diagnosed that she had pure yang energy in her body that day, she guessed something.

Then he asked Yun Shang, and only then did he realize that when he was in pain and unconscious, he habitually mistook him for Ji Wuyuan and flirted with the beautiful Lord Xie.

So when she found out that Xie Zhiyan was avoiding her, she didn't look for him again.

Jiang Wantang's eyes were originally charming, and now the corners of her eyes were curved and her smile was cunning, making her look like a charming little fox.

Xie Zhiyan looked at her, with a gentle light hidden in his eyes, which became incredibly soft in an instant.

When the moon rises, the endless darkness doesn't seem so scary or unbearable anymore.

Jiang Wantang smiled at him, a smile that was a little cunning. She said, "Master Xie, have you ever heard a saying?"

Xie Zhiyan smiled, but he felt that it was not going to be a good thing, so he responded cooperatively: "What?"

Jiang Wantang laughed and teased, "A thousand-year-old fox, a ten-thousand-year-old turtle."

"No matter which one Mr. Xie is, he will live a long life."

The midday sunlight poured down, casting a golden glow on everything around. Xie Zhiyan saw the golden light shining on Jiang Wantang, and her whole body was shining.

It seemed as if the haze that had been shrouding the village for days had finally seen the light of day.

Xie Zhiyan looked at her and felt his heart warm.

The smile on his lips was profound.

"It's still a fox..."

He likes foxes.

Xie Zhiyan smiled and said in a casual and gentle voice, "Then I will accept Second Miss Jiang's good wishes."

Jiang Wantang's expression shifted slightly, the curve of his lips deepening as he jokingly said, "I'm used to seeing Mr. Xie's majestic and imposing appearance, but this is the first time I've seen him so fragile and vulnerable."

"It does look good, but I'm afraid the noble ladies in the capital will feel pity when they see it."

"Since Master Xie is unwell, I will take care of the plague. You just need to rest well."

As she spoke, she looked at Zhang Long beside her, put away her joking attitude, and said seriously: "Take good care of your master and don't let him worry about these trivial matters."

Zhang Long knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and said with gratitude: "Thank you, Miss Jiang Er!"

Jiang Wantang looked at Xie Zhiyan's pale face, waved his hand, and said, "Help your master go back and rest."

Then, turned and left.

Xie Zhiyan stared at Jiang Wantang's departing back without blinking until it disappeared.

Zhang Long looked at him and said hesitantly: "Sir..."

"Let's go." Xie Zhiyan said lightly.

After saying that, he turned and walked into the tent.

Zhang Long was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed.

When he entered the tent, he saw Xie Zhiyan putting away all the official documents and letters on the table, which left him stunned.

It turns out that his persuasion for several days was not enough to stop Miss Jiang's words...

Immediately afterwards, Xie Zhiyan compiled a register about the causes and consequences of the plague and handed it to Zhang Long.

His eyes were calm and his tone was solemn: "Tell the people outside to hand these to her, and then send a message to Zhao Hu, asking him to come back immediately and protect her safety."

Zhang Long looked at him and said in surprise, "I thought you would find another way to get Miss Jiang to leave."

Xie Zhiyan paused, then smiled helplessly and said, "If it doesn't work once, there won't be a second time."

"Besides, with her personality, no one can stop her from doing what she wants to do."

So, he could only help her as much as possible.

On the other side, Jiang Wantang did not leave. She circled around the plague-stricken village and explored everywhere.

In the previous life, there was no plague caused by the flood in Jiangnan.

And this time it was such a coincidence that it happened to be where Xie Zhiyan appeared. It was likely that someone did it on purpose.

When Ji Wuyuan failed to assassinate him, he used explosives, and Xie Zhiyan had a plague.

It seems that the person behind this wants these two people to die in Jiangnan.

Jiang Wantang, wearing a mask, looked from afar at the refugees in the village who were lying on the roadside, gasping for breath, and were emaciated. Their faces were pale, their eyes were tightly closed, and they were trembling slightly, as if they were enduring great pain.

Just by looking at it, Jiang Wantang felt extremely heavy-hearted, so depressed that it was hard to breathe.

At the end of the village, soldiers kept dragging out corpses and burning them.

At this rate, everyone in this village will soon be dead.

Things were much more complicated than she had imagined.

But the more this situation occurs, the more we need to remain calm.

After reading Xie Zhiyan's investigation records, Jiang Wantang found that it was indeed as strange and weird as he said.

In history, epidemics usually started with one or two patients and gradually spread to the outside world. However, this time, once the disease was discovered, it spread to the entire village, and even the poultry, pigs, cats, dogs, etc. in the village were not spared.

Jiang Wantang's thoughts were in a mess, and he explored the area around the village several times.

She thought that every epidemic must have a source.

Moreover, the rapid and widespread outbreak of this epidemic is really strange.

Until she discovered that all the flowers, plants and trees around the plague-stricken village had withered and died, which was very unusual.

The ones in the village are still okay, but all the ones in this whole area, even those outside the village, are dead.

It’s impossible that all the flowers, plants and trees are also infected with the disease?

Rather than a plague, it's more like someone has cast some kind of poison here.

Is it poison?