Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 700 - 546 What Are You Guys Going to Do?_2
A crisis, just like that, dissolved into nothingness.
Seeing that a major incident was almost triggered over at Changle Square, but then the crisis was quelled with just a few words from Pei Xingyuan, the group of people standing outside Yanzuo Square all showed expressions of surprise.
After a while, someone finally said, "What happened to Pei Xingyuan’s medicine?"
"Why did the decoction become diluted?"
The tall, sallow-faced middle-aged man among them said, "A diluted decoction means either it was re-boiled or too much water was added. Both situations have only one cause — the medicine ran out!"
Hearing this, everyone widened their eyes in astonishment, looking at him.
The honest-looking young man among them exclaimed, "Could it be that their medicine is already—"
"It has nothing to do with us,"
Before they could finish speaking, Jin Daji interrupted them and also averted his gaze, giving orders, "You should hurry back. There’s another batch of decoction to be given out today. If we don’t get it ready quickly, we’ll miss the hour."
Upon hearing his words, the group didn’t linger any longer and immediately turned to walk back down the narrow alley they had come from.
Just as they were about to turn the corner, the young man glanced back and noticed that Jin Daji was still standing there, watching Changle Square across the long street. He softly asked, "Brother Jin, aren’t you coming back with us?"
Jin Daji just glanced at him and said, "I have something else to do."
The young man didn’t dare ask more questions, only responded, then left with the others, while Jin Daji turned and walked towards the other side of Vermilion Bird Street.
After he left, outside Changle Square, Pei Xingyuan, who had just managed to calm the nearly furious patients, finally exhaled in relief and immediately withdrew from the crowd. He only instructed the two long-term followers beside him briefly before turning around and getting onto the carriage. The coachman, following a single instruction from him, immediately snapped the reins and drove forward along Vermilion Bird Street.
Before leaving, Pei Xingyuan just lifted the curtain and signaled to Shang Ruyi, who was standing in the crowd.
Shang Ruyi nodded slightly in response.
The curtain fell, and soon, the carriage disappeared down the long street.
It was only then that Shang Ruyi heard two long sighs from behind, and when she looked back, Tushere and Wo Xue both let out a breath of relief, as if a weight had finally been lifted from their hearts. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
In truth, she felt the same way.
Even when she saw Pei Xingyuan facing the angry crowd, her heart felt as if it would leap out of her chest, yet she suppressed her unease and didn’t show the slightest sign of panic, although at that moment, the back of her clothes was completely soaked with cold sweat.
She turned around and said, "Let’s go."
Tushere said with lingering fear, "Miss, just now— that was so scary."
Wo Xue also spoke with unsteady breath, "I almost thought something would happen. If Mr. Pei really got hurt by those people, it would have been troublesome."
Shang Ruyi smiled faintly, "It’s good that nothing major happened."
After saying this, she led them along the road that had become so familiar over the past few days, moving forward, until they reached the stables under the city wall.
Here, it was completely different from before.
Ever since she came here that day, Shang Ruyi had Jiang Kesong bring people to clean it up, taking away the slurry mixed with horse manure and urine, leveling the ground, and washing it several times with clean water until it was thoroughly clean. The stench that had accumulated here for days was finally swept away, and staying here was no longer so stifling and unbearable. Even Tushere, when he came over, didn’t find it foul-smelling.
Afterward, she also had straw mats brought here for the patients.
Although quite a few patients were carried out in the past few days, after a few days of treatment, the conditions of the remaining patients were stable, and even the sounds of coughing were significantly less as they walked in.
But that familiar figure was still as busy as ever.
Su Qinglan came out of the stables holding two bowls of freshly brewed medicine. Her clothes had not been changed and were stained with mud, yet she did not mind, focusing solely on the patients. When she lifted her head and saw Shang Ruyi arriving, she paused slightly.
A hint of complex emotion flickered in those gentle eyes.
Shang Ruyi said, "Go help."
Tushere and Wo Xue immediately stepped forward, took the two bowls of medicine from Su Qinglan’s hands, and, familiar with the process, found two patients whose hands hadn’t been marked and fed them the medicine, then cleaned up the medicinal dregs on the side.
With their help, Su Qinglan’s workload lessened considerably.
She slowly returned to the stables, where Shang Ruyi was squatting, adding water to the empty medicine pots just taken from the stove. Su Qinglan said nothing, only took two more paper packets from her own bundle, unwrapped them, and poured the contents into the pots.
Shang Ruyi smiled, "Mr. Su has really prepared everything thoroughly."
Su Qinglan remained silent, pouring the herbs inside, filling the pots with water, then placing them back on the stove, and fanning the flames.
The flickering firelight reflected in her glossy eyes, where complex emotions seemed to churn and entwine.
After a pause, she finally said, "Yes, I never thought I could fit so many herbs in this little bundle of mine. It’s already the eighth day, yet when I reach inside, I can still find more packets of herbs."
"...!"
Shang Ruyi’s breath slightly hitched.
She hadn’t had time to respond when she felt Su Qinglan raise her head to look at her. Those gentle eyes carried a heavy and serious gaze. The feeling of being watched intensely, even if gentle, brought about an unavoidable suffocating sensation.
She said, "Young Madam, you and Mr. Pei— you aren’t doing this for money, are you?"
"..."
"What exactly are you trying to do?"
At the same time, Pei Xingyuan’s carriage stopped in front of a restaurant.
As soon as he alighted the carriage, he looked up to see a figure standing sideways behind a window on the second floor of the almost deserted restaurant, looking down at him.
In those small, black bean-like eyes, gleamed a cunning and greedy light.
