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

If it is poison, then their initial direction of investigation was wrong. They used the method of treating epidemics to treat poison, so why they haven't developed an antidote yet?

Thinking of this, Jiang Wantang led his men to several places where poisoning might have occurred.

Besides air and soil, water is what can affect flowers, plants and trees.

Of these three, water is the easiest to work with.

Jiang Wantang and his men checked the nearby water sources and found that all the fish and shrimp in the river were dead.

So Jiang Wantang had people bring all the water sources from various parts of the village back to the doctors. The epidemic doctors checked what kind of poison it was and even sent someone to find a doctor who specialized in detoxification.

She worked hard all day and had someone build a temporary tent for her to rest in not far from the village.

When I returned to the tent and just took a breath, someone came to report that the water source had been found.

Several doctors looked at each other and came to the unanimous conclusion that it was non-toxic.

Jiang Wantang couldn't accept this result for a moment and didn't know what to say.

She looked across at Xie Zhiyan, who had a serious expression, in astonishment and whispered, "Is it really not a problem with the water?"

"These doctors have been practicing medicine for many years and are experienced. It is impossible for them to make mistakes." Xie Zhiyan said in a firm tone.

Just when there seemed to be some hope, the matter was suddenly shrouded in a cloud of doubt again.

It's like a tangled mess, with everything intertwined and complicated to the extreme, making it difficult to make sense of it.

However, the number of corpses dragged out for cremation was increasing.

Jiang Wantang's mood, which had finally calmed down a bit, became depressed again.

She stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the endless flames at the end of the village, and suddenly she felt an unprecedented sense of frustration and powerlessness.

Xie Zhiyan's body became weaker and weaker, his cough became more and more severe, and he vomited blood several times today.

He thought that if he kept it a secret, she wouldn't know.

But Jiang Wantang had already seen through it, so when he was suppressing these symptoms, she turned and left.

She knew very well that if he continued like this, he wouldn't last more than a few days...

Jiang Wantang was really afraid that one day, it would be Xie Zhiyan's body that would be burned in the flames.

She stood quietly, her eyes fixed on the fire. The corners of her eyes were red, and even the red teardrop mole was stained with a hint of sadness.

She stood there for a long time, but her thoughts were still a mess.

What she didn't know was that Xie Zhiyan in the tent had been looking at her.

Xie Zhiyan was lying on a recliner. His body could no longer support standing for a long time, not even for a short time.

He looked at Jiang Wantang quietly, his eyes were deep and his expression was indescribably complicated.

He knew what Jiang Wantang was thinking.

Zhang Long on the side looked at Xie Zhiyan, then at Jiang Wantang, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself, his expression full of confusion.

Xie Zhiyan's tone was calm, yet somewhat weak: "Just say whatever you want to say."

Zhang Long looked at him, his throat raw and his voice hoarse: "Sir, are you really not going to tell her?"

"Even if you've prepared for the worst, you won't tell me?"

"You clearly knew that she had been secretly investigating the Nangong family. If you hadn't been behind her to clear her tracks, His Majesty would have discovered it long ago."

"Also, at the palace banquet, it was you who made the Minister of Justice Wang Anping admit to killing Lei Shi and Qi Gui."

"..."

Xie Zhiyan curled his lips and smiled, his smile casual and gentle: "Some things, if they only bring her more troubles and pain, then I would rather she never know."

For example, he likes her.

Zhang Long opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Nothing to say.

After a moment, Xie Zhiyan raised his hand, Zhang Long leaned over, and Xie Zhiyan whispered a few words in his ear.

Afterwards, Zhang Long strode towards Jiang Wantang at the village entrance.

It wasn't until Zhang Long walked in front of Jiang Wantang that the latter reacted.

There was a fence between the two people, and both of them covered their faces with masks.

Zhang Long looked at Jiang Wantang, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully, "Second Miss Jiang, my master has a few words for you."

Jiang Wantang collected his thoughts and nodded slightly.

Zhang Long said, "Just because he said the water source he checked was fine doesn't mean the problem isn't with the water source."

"He also told you not to be influenced by other things and to trust your own thoughts and judgment."

Jiang Wantang was stunned and looked towards Xie Zhiyan's tent.

"What else did he say?"

Zhang Long shook his head and said, "No more, just these two sentences."

Jiang Wantang nodded, his tone dry: "Okay."

Then, Zhang Long turned and left.

Jiang Wantang looked at his back, a light bulb went off in his head, and he suddenly said, "Wait..."

Zhang Long turned around and looked at her in confusion.

Jiang Wantang said in a deep voice, "If I remember correctly, you have been staying with your Master Xie all this time, right?"

Zhang Long nodded: "Yes, that's right."

Jiang Wantang's eyes lit up and he asked, "Then why didn't you get infected with the disease?"

In the entire village, apart from the doctors, the only person who was not infected was Zhang Long.

If those doctors have their own defense methods, what about Zhang Long?

He has been following Xie Zhiyan since before the village was closed.

Zhang Long's body trembled, his pupils widened, and he was obviously not aware of this problem.

Jiang Wantang then asked Zhang Long many strange and common questions.

Zhang Long was completely confused by her questions and was stunned. He just answered whatever she asked honestly.

Then, she saw Jiang Wantang turn around and leave quickly.

Zhang Long was left standing there in a daze.

However, when Zhang Long returned, he saw Xie Zhiyan bending over and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He hurried over to support her, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Xie Zhiyan asked him what he had said to Jiang Wantang after talking for so long.

Zhang Long wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, thought for a moment, and chose to hide it.

He said, "Nothing. Miss Jiang asked about your condition, and I told her everything you instructed."

"She asked me to tell you to take good care of yourself, and also said... said..."

Zhang Long really didn't know how to start the latter sentence. It didn't sound like a good thing at all and it was very irritating.

Xie Zhiyan asked with interest: "What?"

Zhang Long closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "It is said that disasters last for a thousand years. You will definitely live a hundred years."

Xie Zhiyan curled his lips, a faint smile, and sighed: "How silly."

Then, he lay down on the recliner, raised one hand and stretched it towards the moon hanging in the sky. His wrist, which was originally cold and white, now looked as if it had lost all its color.

But Xie Zhiyan was completely unaware of this. A smile gradually welled up in his eyes, filled with many complex and intense emotions.

He spoke in a very soft voice: "If one day, I am about to die..."

"Think of a way to get her out of here."