The originally delicate face was now covered in rashes, some of which had festered, and the skin and flesh were turned out, making people's stomachs churn just by looking at them.
In addition to his face, his neck was also densely covered with scars, which had obviously been there for some time.
Taxue screamed, suppressing the nausea and fear in her heart.
Yao Yuechan laughed again: "You must be afraid."
She said: "I'm like this, I'm going to die sooner or later anyway."
"Song Qinghuan, if you can't let me leave the city, I will have no choice but to drag you with you to be buried with you."
Yao Yuechan was a daughter of an official family and a concubine of the prince's palace. Who would have thought that one day she would be reduced to such a state.
Liu Jian stood up with a sword in his hand, and his whole body was filled with killing intent. He might strike at any time, but this person was the concubine of the Yi Palace, but he couldn't kill her with one sword.
He just said angrily: "I advise you to be kind, otherwise I will not recognize anyone with a sword in my hand."
Yao Yuechan tightened her grip on her hand and moved closer to Song Qinghuan, wanting only to give her all the ill health.
Although Song Qinghuan felt that Yao Yuechan was extremely disgusting, he could not feel any fear.
He frowned to avoid her miserable face and said, "Yao Yuechan, it's so pitiful that you behave like this."
After all, he still had a father who was an official. Even if Xiao Wei was annoyed, he still had the status of a concubine. Even if he contracted the plague, he would not have to live on the street.
It seems that the fire in Xiao Wei's backyard is burning brightly. I don't know whether it is the people sent there by Princess Rouzhen who are capable, or whether the maid she brought there from the Yao family is capable.
Yao Yuechan's heart had already collapsed. She couldn't help shouting after hearing this: "I'm not pitiful, and I don't need your pity, I..."
Song Qinghuan couldn't bear to tell her that there was no point in all this. She was from the Yiwang Palace, so she couldn't just kill her, otherwise she would definitely get into trouble.
Seeing that she had no sharp weapons this time, he looked solemn and ordered Liu Jian: "Run to the Yiwang's Mansion and ask the Yiwang to take the person back."
Liu Jian stood without moving, but put the sword in his hand into the scabbard, and said to Liu Ping with a sullen face: "You go."
"How dare you..." Yao Yuechan looked horrified. Seeing that Liu Ping was really about to get off the carriage, she immediately panicked. She moved slightly, and Six Swords flew forward and kicked Yao Yuechan in the heart.
Yao Yuechan didn't check and was kicked by six swords. She rolled down from the car and spit out blood.
As soon as Song Qinghuan was free, Ta Xue immediately stepped forward to help him.
Song Qinghuan blocked him and said, "Don't touch me."
Yao Yuechan's appearance was most likely due to the plague that had been in Kyoto for more than half a month.
Although she had doubts that this plague was not a real plague, it was just a suspicion. She had been so close to Yao Yuechan just now, so it was hard to say whether she had contracted it or not.
Texue's eyes were red, she bit her lip and said, "I will go and ask for the imperial doctor right now."
Then he looked at Yao Yuechan, who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, and she spat out viciously: "It's just a poisonous rat."
Yao Yuechan spat out blood again and raised her eyes to look at Song Qinghuan, her eyes filled with both pride and despair.
The carriage in Prince Rui's Mansion is of no use.
Song Qinghuan got off the carriage and stood by the side of the road. Liu Ping hurried to the Yiwang Mansion, and Texue went to ask for the doctor, leaving Liu Jian standing by.
When Liu Jian saw Yao Yuechan still lying on the ground, his teeth itched with hatred, and he wished he could step forward and strike with two swords to relieve his hatred.
His poor protection allowed Yao Yuechan to take advantage of it. If Song Qinghuan really got infected with the plague, Xiao Ci would probably skin him.
Immediately he said: "Princess, are we going to let her go like this?"
Song Qinghuan then looked sideways at Yao Yuechan, who was lying motionless on the ground, and said with a curl of his lips: "Of course we can't just let it go."
She said: "The king's palace took people back, but there was no good fruit for her to eat."
The concubine of the dignified Yiwang Palace was infected with the plague, and Xiao Wei would not treat her well even if she was naked, not to mention that there were many people in the backyard of the Yiwang Palace who would do anything to win favor.
Even if the plague can be cured this time, if she is left alive, her life will be worse than death.
Yao Yuechan was so uncomfortable that her whole body buckled together. She clearly heard Song Qinghuan's words, but she didn't say a word.
She just chuckled, she never thought she would have such a day.
When she was still in the boudoir, all she cared about was Xiao Wei, and she dreamed of marrying him and becoming his princess.
Later, she failed to get the position of princess and only got a side concubine. But think about it, Xiao Wei didn't have Song Qinghuan in his heart, so the side concubine would be a side concubine. As long as the main concubine was squeezed out, she would still be the only one in Xiao Wei's heart.
pet.
When Xiao Wei doted on her just after they got married, he really doted on her to the highest degree. Even if he made a huge mistake, he would help her take care of it.
But later, after it was revealed that she had pretended to be Xiao Wei's savior, his favor became a thing of the past.
After that, Yao Yuechan realized how to pamper someone to the extreme and how to crush someone into the mud.
Yao Yuechan couldn't help laughing, she even cried tears of laughter, but she still couldn't say a word.
My heart is as gray as ashes, and everything is in despair.
The Yi Palace doesn't want her, and the Yao family doesn't want her either. There is no difference between living and dead.
When Xiao Ci ran all the way over, he saw this strange scene of Yao Yuechan.
Seeing Song Qinghuan standing there peacefully from a distance, his heart relaxed. He tightened the reins and jumped off the horse with a swift movement. Before anyone could get closer, he said hurriedly: "Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?"
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Before Song Qinghuan could speak, he scolded Liujian again: "How do you do things? You can't handle such a small thing..."
Liu Jian lowered his head and did not dare to say a word, and Xiao Ci continued to scold him.
Xiao Ci took a few steps forward to see Song Qinghuan.
Song Qinghuan took a few steps back: "Don't be so close to me."
He added: "Yao Yuechan is infected with the plague. I don't know if I am infected or not. Texue has already gone to see a doctor."
Random frowned again: "It's just that the carriage broke down."
I have been in contact with people infected with the plague, and they can still be so calm, as if nothing is wrong.
Xiao Ci didn't know whether to praise Song Qinghuan or scold her.
But seeing that face, I couldn't express my anger, so I had to kick Liujian: "Trash."
Liujian was kicked into silence, and he no longer dared to laugh and joke like before.
Xiao Ci couldn't understand his hatred, so he kicked her again, and then took a few steps towards Song Qinghuan: "Come on, I'll take you back home."
Song Qinghuan was about to say that he might have the plague poison in his body, but Xiao Ci said: "I deal with these people every day, and you should be the one who is afraid."
Another question: "Are you afraid?"
Song Qinghuan looked at his angry and uncomfortable expression, couldn't help but smiled, pursed her lips and said, "I'm not afraid.
