Allure of a Country Maiden-Chapter 431 - 429

On hearing this, Li Yunning quickly chimed in, "Exactly! Why was I not aware that there’s a cure for the plague? Even the imperial doctors from the Imperial Hospital are at their wits’ end! I have no idea what this medicine is, and what if it harms people after they drink it?"

"Lady Rui’an, you’re not just collecting random medicinal herbs to fool the people and earn a good reputation, are you?" Liang Yanli gently rubbed her pregnant belly, standing nonchalantly and adding fuel to the fire.

Upon hearing this, the fleeing citizens paused: Yes, medicines can be poisonous, and they had never heard of a cure for the plague.

Those who contracted the plague were usually isolated and left to their own fate until their eventual demise, with their bodies burnt to ashes.

If everyone in a village contracted the plague, the government would immediately order the entire village to be burnt down!

Many people holding the medicinal soup now didn’t know whether to drink it or not!

Should they drink it?

What if it doesn’t cure the plague and instead harms their bodies?

Or should they not drink it?

If they don’t drink it and it turns out to be a genuine cure for the plague, and they had unknowingly contracted the disease, not drinking it would surely spell disaster!

The team was riddled with indecision.

"The quality of the medicine and whether it’s useful or harmful is not for me alone to decide. Just because there was no cure for the plague before doesn’t mean there isn’t now." Xiao’er filled a clean bowl with the medicinal soup and drank from it demonstratively. When she finished, she showed everyone the empty bowl. "These prescriptions were made by Doctor Luo from the Imperial Hospital. They clear heat and detoxify the body. They treat illness and strengthen the body for those who are healthy. They are absolutely non-toxic or harmful. You can drink with confidence. Drink if you want, don’t drink if you don’t want to. We won’t force anyone. Those who are uncertain can ask those who have already drunk the medicine how they feel."

Space-made products are top-notch. If she weren’t genuinely concerned that the refugees might bring the plague into the Imperial Capital, She wouldn’t use the precious spatial herbs and water to prepare this medicinal soup.

Even a simple sip of spatial water could make one’s body feel much more relaxed, let alone it combined with the medicinal herbs.

These people have been displaced for a long time, and their bodies must be exhausted. Drinking the soup in this state will undoubtedly have significant effects.

Xiao’er was confident, not fearing that a few words from those with ill intentions could overturn her family’s good deed.

"If the soup truly harms people, the emperor is still in the Forbidden City. You can file a complaint against us! Why would I want to harm everyone? Can I escape blame under the public gaze? There’s absolutely no benefit to our family!" Mrs. Liu added.

On hearing this, the refugees found their reasoning compelling. Those in line who had received their potions but hadn’t drunk them started asking those who had already sipped theirs, "How do you feel after drinking the medicine? Do you have stomach pain, discomfort, or dizziness?"

The ones who had drunk the medicine, feeling relieved after considering that they haven’t been harmed, shook their heads: "No, I’m feeling excellent."

"I don’t have any discomfort. I even feel less tired after drinking the medicine, and I’ve become much more relaxed."

"Exactly, after drinking the medicine, I feel like all the strength I lost is back! It’s the most comfortable I’ve felt in a while!"

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"I had a slight headache earlier, but it’s much better after drinking the medicine!"

"A headache?" Upon hearing this, all the people who had been standing near him ran off.

"You had a headache just now? Do you have a fever? Why didn’t you say so earlier? Could it be that you’ve got the plague, and you’re scared to tell us? I should stand back from you now! You have a headache and don’t disclose it, are you trying to kill us?"

"Right, I was standing in front of him in line for so long; oh heavens, I hope I didn’t catch his disease. What should I do? Can I have another bowl of the medicine? Is one bowl enough?"

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The medicine is effective? Those who drank it all said it was good?

What kind of magic elixir is this? Can it really strengthen and replenish one’s body?

"The medicine is so magical? It should truly cure the plague then. I’d better drink it quickly. The medicinal efficacy weakens when it cools."

Having heard this, those who had received the medicine all lowered their heads and started drinking heartily.

At this point, Fu Ranhui moved to Xiao’er’s side, "Lady Rui’an, please give me a bowl too. I’ve heard that the plague can lurk in a person’s body for a period before breaking out. With so many people gathered here today, I don’t know if anyone unknowingly has contracted the plague. It’s best that I drink a bowl as a precaution."

On hearing Fu Ranhui’s words, many ladies and young mistresses found her reasoning very sensible and moved to Xiao’er to ask for the medicine.

Those who had left the line fearing the medicine might be poisonous rushed back wanting to reclaim their spot.

However, those in the line were not welcoming them back. Less people meant a shorter wait, and they were delighted with their decision to stay.

Therefore, those who left were regretful but didn’t dare to make a scene, fearing the soldiers stationed nearby. They meekly moved to the back of the line.

Those who were at the front of the queue now found themselves at the back and expressed their complaints: "Wasn’t it the people from the Prime Minister’s Mansion and the First Prince’s Mansion who claimed the soup wouldn’t work? What were their intentions? Why did they discredit the soup?"

"What intentions could they have? Of course, they’re bad! They probably want a good reputation themselves but are unwilling to distribute so much porridge and steamed buns. They intentionally said that Marquis Shengping’s soup can’t cure any disease, that way if we all die of the plague, they wouldn’t have to distribute porridge anymore!"

"How can there be such sinister people? If they don’t want to donate, they don’t have to! No one would blame them!"

"Looking at the porridge and steamed buns, all made of meat and flour, I thought they were kinder. I didn’t expect it was all for show..."

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Upon hearing the complaints of the refugees, Xiao’er almost burst into laughter. Such naive people, so easily manipulated, sometimes proved to be quite charming!

Looking at the expressions on the faces of Shen Bao’er, Li Yunning, and Liang Yanli, Xiao’er sneered inwardly. You reap what you sow!

Upon seeing those foolish citizens, coerced into a complete change of heart just with a few words, Shen Bao’er stomped her foot in anger.

Then she looked at the wives and young ladies, all rushing to ask for the medicine. It was such an embarrassment! If they were so scared, why did they come to donate porridge in the first place!

Liang Yanli felt anxious at this moment, wiping her hands repeatedly with her handkerchief. In order to appear more ’by the people’, she had personally served out several bowls of porridge. The refugee who reported having a headache had received porridge from her hands, even touching her hand in the process. His hand had been black as ink! She had found it so disgusting, she nearly threw up, that’s why she remembered it!