The princess is rebellious and brings space to make trouble for the villain

After the two men were beaten to death, Lu Shiwan went back to treat the patients.

When Ouyang Lingxi saw her coming back, he hurried to her and started asking questions incessantly.

"Princess Qi, how is it?"

"How about what?"

"The one who hurt you."

"He was beaten to death."

Ouyang Lingxi was stunned. Beaten to death?

Is Big Wave Lucy that weak?

"You beat the Third Princess of Tianqi to death with a stick?"

Lu Shiwan paused, raised his head and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why, why are you so nervous?"

"Where can I have it?"

"It's just that I wonder how she, such a bad person, could be beaten to death so easily."

Lu Shiwan took the silver needle from her and walked towards the patient.

"Of course she wasn't beaten to death. Her personal maid took the blame."

"Oh."

Ouyang Lingxi was a little disappointed.

But I soon forgot about it.

She walked to Lu Shiwan's side, watching her giving acupuncture so easily, and asked in surprise: "How come the patient doesn't scream when you give acupuncture?"

"Just now I gave them an injection and they were crying and screaming. It was really weird."

As she spoke, she looked at the few people who had just been there.

When the people saw her looking at them, they were frightened and quickly changed their positions.

"Acupuncture requires skill. Your acupuncture technique is like stabbing. Who wouldn't feel pain?"

"Look, find the acupuncture point, hold the silver needle with both hands, and gently rotate it. Slowly, there will be no pain."

As Lu Shiwan said this, he gave her the silver needle again and asked her to learn.

Ouyang Lingxi was so excited to see that she was willing to teach. She hurriedly took the silver needle and gave the patient acupuncture in the same way as Lu Shiwan.

The patient really didn't scream.

She was pleasantly surprised and said, "In the past, we all learned medical skills from our teacher. The teacher said that the most important thing is to learn the pathology and find the acupuncture points accurately. We can't be careless. It doesn't matter if the patient yells a few times."

"Those patients just now were crying and screaming, and they almost hit me."

She pouted in dissatisfaction.

Lu Shiwan curled the corners of his mouth, not knowing what to say.

By the time we finished our work, it was already evening.

The plague was still spreading throughout the imperial city, as if covered by a layer of haze, with coughing and wailing sounds everywhere.

The envoys from various countries hid in the residence arranged by the emperor and dared not come out.

When Lu Shiwan was about to sit on the floor, she saw Mo Qitian walking in from outside wearing a face mask.

Lu Shiwan's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, he forgot to go home.

"My lady, you have been away for a few days. Have you really forgotten that you have a husband?"

Mo Qitian's voice was filled with grievance. Although Lu Shi saw his expression, he also knew it.

"I……"

Ouyang Lingxi was lying beside her. When she saw her husband coming, she looked at him with a teasing look and smiled.

"Princess Qi, please leave quickly, or I will be too cold to sleep well.

cold?

Is it cold in July?

Then he looked at Mo Qitian's expressionless face.

Only then did she understand the hidden meaning of Ouyang Lingxi's words.

Reluctantly, he stood up and said, "Let's go back."

Mo Qitian cast a grateful look at Ouyang Lingxi, then pulled Lu Shiwan and walked outside.

"My husband is not afraid of being infected. He does not go out to patrol the streets, but comes to my shed every day."

"My wife isn't afraid, so why should I be afraid?"

……

Lu Shiwan's face was full of black lines. How could she not be afraid? She was more afraid of death than anyone else.

She finally became a rich woman, but instead of enjoying her life, does that mean she is only worthy of working hard before success and is a chosen worker?

After arriving at the mansion and having a simple dinner, Lu Shiwan quietly took out a lot of spiritual spring water from the space and asked the maids and servants in the mansion to drink some.

Although traditional Chinese medicine can detoxify the plague virus, spiritual spring water can strengthen the body.

The maids and servants were extremely grateful when they saw Lu Shiwan had returned and had prepared antidote for them.

At night, after Lu Shiwan came out of the bathroom, Mo Qitian pulled her to sit on his lap.

In fact, ever since that day when he went to Chanfeng Temple, he could no longer bear to be alone with her.

He had a lot of things he wanted to ask her, but when the words came to his lips he didn't know how to say them.

Lu Shiwan also knew that Mo Qitian must have some doubts about her. Even Ziyun could see it, let alone Mo Qitian?

She still hasn't replied to the questions he asked that day.

Now we are faced with a plague.

"Mo Qitian, I know you have something to ask me. The plague is raging right now. I will answer whatever you ask me when the plague is over."

Mo Qitian held her hand tightly.

Then he closed his eyes, buried his head in Lu Shiwan's neck, and breathed in her unique scent.

"I believe whatever Wanwan says, even if you don't say it."

"Just... don't leave me."

Lu Shiwan's heart tightened and he didn't know how to answer his question.

She is a soul, can she really stay here forever?

"If sitting in that position can keep you safe, I will definitely sit in it with dignity."

"Mo Qitian..." Lu Shiwan stretched out his hand and placed it on Mo Qitian's cheek, tears in his eyes.

She knew that Mo Qitian had been hiding his edge just to protect his mother, and she also knew that he was a man of affection and righteousness.

But if she was really in danger, she would not want him to sit in a position that he was not interested in.

"I hope you will be safe and sound throughout your life. If I can give you peace throughout your life, I..."

"Hmm~"

Before Lu Shiwan could finish his words, a pair of cold thin lips pressed against his.

I felt some moisture on his cheek.

He cried?

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Qitian let her go. Lu Shiwan was breathing slightly, her cheeks slightly red.

Lowering her head shyly.

"I'm going to investigate the source of the plague tomorrow. I'll leave Mo Qing to you."

"How many days will you be gone?"

"Two days if it's quick."

After all, it’s in the imperial city.

"it is good."

East Palace.

Ever since Zhu Baifeng's child was killed by Fang Zhirou, Zhu Baifeng has changed.

Whenever she thought of the child, she would go to the woodshed and beat Fang Zhirou up.

Fang Zhirou had been beaten by her for several days, and had not eaten for several days, so her body had reached its limit.

The maid Cuiwei was by her side, taking care of her from time to time.

Suddenly, the door of the woodshed was violently opened again.

Fang Zhirou was no longer surprised.

Looking at Zhu Baifeng's aggressive look, Fang Zhirou curled up the corners of her lips into a cold smile.

"Why, you want to hit me again?"

"Fang Zhirou, you bitch!"

"I beat you to death."

As she spoke, she took the whip handed to her by the maid Lu Ru and hit Fang Zhirou hard.

Fang Zhirou had no time to resist and was hit hard from behind by Zhu Baifeng, causing her to spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Cuiwei burst into tears when she saw this.

"My concubine, the prince has locked the young lady up here, but he didn't tell you to come and beat her."

"Aren't you afraid that the prince will be angry with you if he finds out?"

After Zhu Baifeng had a miscarriage, she was still a little weak, and even the Crown Princess didn't dare to provoke her.

She took the opportunity to come to the woodshed to teach her a lesson when the prince was out.

Who cares about the prince now?

She has no children left.

"Take your life!"

"Snapped!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Zhu Baifeng seemed to be crazy, constantly beating the woman in front of him.

Cuiwei was so scared that she threw herself on Lu Shiwan, "No, don't."

If the young lady died, she would surely die too.