The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool Chapter 810 - Chapter 810: Forced

Chapter 810 - Chapter 810: Forced

Chapter 810: Forced

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Song Jingchen’s expression changed when he heard the words “Saintess”.

At first, they only cried and begged. Perhaps because no one opened the door, they began to knock hard.

Song Jingchen’s face darkened. He waved his hand and called Thirty Thousand over to give him some instructions.

Thirty Thousand was shocked and quickly left through the back door.

Ji Luo looked over.

Song Jingchen explained, “I’m worried that they’re here for Jiajia.”

Shen Yijia asked, “Me?”

When did she become a Saintess? Where did she get the ability to save people from the plague?

Xuanyuan Ce said directly, “Chu Feng, go and see what’s going on.”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard door collapsed. With Ma San in the lead, a group of people rushed in and blocked the entire courtyard.

“How dare you? Can’t you see that His Highness is here? You’ve disturbed His Highness. How should you be punished?” Chu Feng berated.

Everyone was stunned and quickly knelt down.

Previously, when Xuanyuan Ce’s accident happened, it was rumored that he had been harmed by his mistress’s daughter for a period of time. Later on, it was confirmed that Madam Yu was the murderer, so everyone forgot about his mistress. No one knew about Shen Yijia’s relations.h.i.+p with him.

Now that they saw Lord Jing’an here and thought of Ji Luo’s medical skills, some people guessed that he was here to seek treatment.

An old man cried and begged, “Your Highness, we didn’t mean to offend you.

We just want the Saintess to be merciful and save us.”

The others also hurriedly said, “Saintess, please save us.”

“What Saintess?” Thinking that Song Jingchen had said that these people might be here for Jiajia, Xuanyuan Ce’s face darkened and he said coldly, “There’s no Saintess here. As for the plague, I believe the doctors will definitely be able to find a useful prescription. You can go back first.”

Everyone subconsciously looked at Ma San, who was kneeling at the front.

The few of them saw their reactions and immediately guessed that these people had been egged on by Ma San.

Under the pressure of the gazes on his head, Ma San raised his head and pointed at Shen Yijia. “She’s the Saintess. Her blood can treat the plague!”

Shen Yijia was mentally prepared for his first sentence, but she was completely shocked when she heard the last sentence.

These people kept begging her to save them. She thought that someone had leaked the news that she had the spiritual liquid, so they came to ask her for the spiritual liquid. She did not expect them to come to bleed her.

There were so many plague victims in the city. Even if they bled her dry, it wouldn’t be enough for each of them, right?

This was no different from taking her life.

“This is ridiculous. Who spread such delusional words?” Xuanyuan Ce shouted.

The aura around him soared. He was clearly furious.

Sweat broke out on Ma San’s forehead as he said in a trembling voice, “I heard it with my own ears. Someone said that Madam Song is the Saintess of the Valley of Heavenly Secrets. Only her blood can treat this plague.”

It was the Valley of Heavenly Secrets again!

Ji Luo asked coldly, ‘Who did you hear that from?”

“I didn’t see the person who spoke.”

yesterday, ne neara a conversation Detween two people separatecl DY a wall. When he went out to look, they were already gone. He really didn’t know who it was.

Song Jingchen sneered. “The other party doesn’t even dare to show their face.

They clearly wanted to use you to achieve an unspeakable goal.”

He looked at the group of people kneeling opposite him. “Everyone, think about it. Wouldn’t it be ridiculous if blood can treat the plague?”

Everyone looked at each other. At first, when Ma San told them, they did not believe him, but…

“Of course not, but recently, everyone in the city with injuries has been infected with the plague. Only Madam Song is an exception. It’s enough to show that she’s different from us,” Ma San said.

“That’s right. I heard that there was a huge cut. Miss Bai Zhi’s skin was scratched and stained, but she was in and out. Nothing happened.”

It was a woman who said this.

Shen Yijia looked over and found them familiar. It was only when she saw the other women kneeling beside her that she realized that they were all the people who had been brewing medicine with her in the pharmacy. Auntie Liu was also among them.

Meeting her gaze, everyone lowered their heads in unison.

Shen Yijia knew why she was fine, but she was not stupid enough to admit it. She said disdainfully, “Everyone’s physique is different. How can Bai Zhi’s weak body compare to mine? I didn’t catch the plague because my wounds were treated appropriately and I didn’t get stained with anything dirty. It’s nonsense to say that my blood can treat the plague. Why? If the heavens don’t take my life, are you coming to take it?”

She was glad that Song Jingchen had asked her to bandage her hand last night. Otherwise, if these people saw that her wound had recovered, wouldn’t they believe that her blood could treat the plague?

Everyone fell silent.

“Alright, you can go back first. I’ll get someone to investigate who spread this news today. If I find out, they’ll definitely be severely punished.”

Ma San refused to give up. “Your Highness, let her try. What if her blood can really treat the plague? If not, we won’t disturb Madam Song again.”

“That’s right. Let her try. It won’t kill her if she only bleeds a little.”

Shen Yijia was so angry that she wanted to laugh. What did this matter-of-fact tone mean? This was it!

“They want to try it now. What about after we confirm it? If my blood can really save people, these people will definitely bleed her dry, saying that it’s worth it to save so many people.” she thought.

But what right did they have?

“It’s the doctor’s prescription to treat the plague, not anyone’s blood! ” Xuanyuan Ce said angrily, “Chase them out.”

The secret guards hiding in the dark appeared and walked towards the crowd murderously.

Seeing this, some of the citizens in the courtyard could not help but retreat, but there were also some who refused to give up like Ma San.

The relatives of these people had deteriorated. If they did not receive treatment, they would die at any moment.

They did not dare to fight the secret guards head-on. They only kowtowed and begged, “Saintess, please be merciful and save our families. Can you bear to see them die?”

“Saintess, please be merciful. I only have one son. If he leaves, I don’t want to live anymore.”

Cries of pleading resounded in this world again.

It was fine to let the secret guards kill, but they could not really attack such an unarmed group of commoners.

Just as he was at a loss.

Footsteps sounded in unison outside the courtyard.

Xuanyuan Ziming walked in with a group of soldiers. Seeing this chaotic scene, he frowned and ordered, “Take them all away.”

Soon, everyone in the courtyard was escorted away by the soldiers.

The cries gradually faded into the distance.

However, no one heaved a sigh of relief. With this beginning, every time someone died in the future, these people would think of Shen Yijia and think that she had left them in the lurch.

Even if they weren’t sure if her blood could really save people.

After all, how many people could maintain their rationality in the face of the departure of their loved ones?

At that time, who knew what extreme things they would do?

“Why are you only here now?” Xuanyuan Ce said angrily.

Xuanyuan Ziming rubbed his nose. “Brother Song asked me to capture him, so…”

He waved his hand and a soldier was dragged in from outside, trussed up.

Shen Yijia recognized him at a glance. He was the culprit who had almost fallen and lost Cang Shu on the city wall that day.

“There’s indeed something wrong with this person. I chased him for two streets before catching him,” Xuanyuan Ziming said.

The soldier who was pressed to the ground shook his head vigorously.

Song Jingchen walked forward and took off the cloth ball.

“Your Highness, I don’t know anything.”

“If you don’t know anything, why are you running?” Xuanyuan Ziming sneered.

A guilty expression flashed across the soldier’s face. “Someone was chasing me, so I subconsciously ran away.”

“Take him away for interrogation,” Xuanyuan Ce said directly.

“Wait,” Song Jingchen suddenly said.

Before the soldier could heave a sigh of relief, something flashed past his eyes. A finger-long wound immediately appeared on his face, and blood instantly gushed out.

“Ah!” he exclaimed.

Song Jingchen casually threw down the blood-stained rock and said coldly, “There’s no need to waste time. This person won’t say anything. Just lock him in the quarantine area.”

Xuanyuan Ce nodded and did not object.

The soldier’s face turned pale. He only reacted after being picked up and said in a panic, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk.. Don’t send me to the quarantine area…”