It was dusk at this time, and the setting sun burned half of the sky red.
Xiao Jingtong was sitting on the swing in the courtyard and turned his head in surprise. He jumped up into the air with a little tip of his toes and asked, "When did it happen?"
The little maid then said: "It just happened."
"The prince came back with Princess Song. As soon as he entered the house, he sent all the maids and women in the house to other courtyards, and then invited the doctor."
"The prince was also afraid of this disease, so he went out not long after. There was a rumor in our house that Princess Song might not be able to recover for a few days."
The swing gradually slowed down, and Xiao Jingtong didn't say anything for a long time. He put his toes on the ground to stop the swing, then got up and went into the house.
The little maid wanted to follow, but she shouted: "You are not allowed to come in."
When she knew that Song Qinghuan was going to marry Xiao Ci, Xiao Jingtong hated her. Even though she took care of herself day and night, she couldn't suppress her hatred.
But now that I heard that she had contracted the plague and was about to die, I didn't know what it felt like.
I just feel uncomfortable and unhappy.
She locked herself in the room for most of the day, and finally caught Chunlan and asked her.
When Chunlan heard those nonsense, she lost her composure and asked, "Little princess, tell me, who is this bastard who is making trouble in front of you like this?"
"The princess is fine. How could she be infected with the plague? It won't be long."
Xiao Jing was not very young, but she knew in her heart that she couldn't confess what others told her, so she just asked: "Do you really mean that?"
Chunlan said: "Of course there is no such thing."
"The old lady of the Hou Mansion has gone, and the princess feels unhappy. There are so many people waiting in the house, and she is very annoyed, so she asked people to move out temporarily so that she can have some peace and quiet for a few days."
"Princess, don't listen to the wind. These little maids don't know the truth. They just ask others to say a few words and then they make nonsense. But this is what happened."
Chunlan's eyes did not dodge in the slightest, and she spoke with confidence. Xiao Jingtong temporarily relaxed and did not mention the matter, but from that day on, he also began to pay attention to Song Qinghuan who lived in Zhili.
Song Qinghuan ate and slept for two days in a row, but he didn't feel any rash on his body, or any headache or fever, so he paid less and less attention to the plague.
Just don't dare to take it too lightly. After all, there is a scary steward in this palace, as well as Xiao Ci's children.
However, there was already a falling out at the other end of Bishui Villa.
Lao He and Xiao Yuan were the first to be sent to Bishui Villa. It has been five or six days since they were sent here.
I kept taking the decoction every day, but there was no improvement at all. Instead, the rashes on my body became more and more numerous, and some areas even began to fester.
The whole person exudes an unpleasant smell.
In addition to the physical discomfort, there is more hope that cannot be seen.
It would be better for Lao He if he was a little older, but Xiao Yuan had fewer things to do when he was young, so he cried several times when he entered the Bishui Villa.
On this day, in the courtyard not far away, there was a government servant from Shuntian Prefecture who couldn't bear the torture caused by the plague, so he hung himself to death with just a pair of trousers.
There were only a few people in Bishui Villa, and they only delivered soup, medicine and meals to everyone at certain times every day. When others found out, the young government servant was already dead. When he was rescued, his body was hard.
There were only a few people in the entire Bishui Villa, and something big happened to them. Old He and Xiao Yuan knew about it themselves. They even looked over there once, and when they came back, Xiao Yuan hid in the house again.
Start crying.
Lao He was afraid that Xiao Yuan wouldn't be able to hold on any longer, so he took the lowest retreat like the little yamen servant, so he sat in front of his room and guarded him. When he heard nothing, he said a few words to him.
Xiao Yuan cried until her eyes were swollen. She called her father and mother, and said that she was not married yet. It was not until she fell asleep from exhaustion that she calmed down.
But not long after he fell asleep, he woke up again because of the itching rashes on his body. In the middle of the night, when he saw the dark beams, he couldn't help but stretched out his hands to scratch them, and they were broken everywhere.
The skin bleeds and smells bad.
Under the moonlight coming in from outside the house, he looked at the disgusting blood stains and skin flakes on his hands, and he couldn't help but think of the young government servant who hanged himself.
Rolling down from the bed with red eyes, he kept saying: "You have to suffer while you are alive, and you have to die a hundred times. You are going to die anyway, you are all going to die anyway."
The various discomforts in his body reminded him from time to time that he would suffer while living, and the last line of defense in his heart collapsed.
I also wanted to imitate the little yamen servant and hang myself with a trousers belt, but after searching for a long time, he didn't even have a trousers belt.
Looking at the stone wall, I thought that if I hit it, I would be dead, but I closed my eyes and rushed forward two steps before stopping because of the pain.
He still had a sword and could have killed himself, but he didn't have the guts.
He was sitting on his knees on the ground like a coward, not daring to die and not daring to live.
I covered my face and cried for most of the day, then rolled back to the couch and lay down.
With tears still hanging on his face, he shouted: "Dad, Mom."
Turning over, he touched the sachet containing medicine next to the pillow.
I remembered that this sachet was sent by Prince Rui's Mansion. At that time, each of the brothers had one. He only said that it was a medicine for fighting poison with poison and told them not to use it indiscriminately.
How happy were the brothers at that time? After getting this thing, everyone hung it up, really thinking that with this thing they would be able to isolate themselves from the plague.
But who would have thought that this thing only looks good.
Holding the sachet in my hand, the thoughtful thoughts in my heart came up again.
Xiao Yuan turned over and sat up, took out the saber and cut open the sachet.
The medicinal materials inside were all powdered. He held a handful in his hand, thought for a long time, and then raised his head and put it into his mouth.
He ate two big mouthfuls in succession, which made him burst into tears. He drank a large amount of water and used the rest to wipe his face and body.
I thought to myself that these medicines must be poisonous and I would probably die if I took them.
He really didn't waste any of those medicines.
After eating, I went to the couch and lay down nicely. After a while, I felt my eyelids became heavy and fell asleep after covering myself with the quilt.
Before he completely lost consciousness, he murmured: "Father, mother, my son is unfilial, so I have to take the first step..."
He only thought that he would not have to die in pain this time, but he didn't know that he would wake up from the colic in his abdomen after sleeping until dawn.
Before he could open his eyes, he clutched his stomach and screamed twice. As soon as he bent down, he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Lao He was in the same courtyard as him. When he heard the noise, he rushed in and saw the house in a mess. Xiao Yuan was vomiting blood and was very frightened.
