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Jin Weiwei laid on the bed for less than two minutes before waking up. She knew Little Rich Son was worried about her.

However, she couldn't rest at ease in this situation. She got up and ran into the courtyard.

"What's the situation now?"

"Those civilians are about to surround us. Master, you have to go back and wait!"

The pearl that welcomed them almost bumped into Jin Weiwei, but seeing that he wasn't even dressed properly, they started to panic.

Jin Weiwei straightened the clothes on his body, and said: "I cannot hide here, these commoners will not go on a rampage for no reason, there must be a reason, follow me to take a look."

With that, he walked in the direction of the manor gate. Pearl stomped her feet in frustration and followed him.

As they neared the residence's gate, they could hear the sound of people shouting and shouting. It was a hubbub of noise outside, as people scolded her from head to toe.

Jin Weiwei could vaguely hear a few words: hypocritical, hand over the prescription …

Prescription?

Jin Weiwei's pupils contracted, could it be that one of the doctors had leaked the news?

She sighed almost inaudibly. At first, she shouldn't have hidden such an important matter to stabilize the hearts of these doctors. Perhaps, she should have made things clear to these commoners from the very beginning.

It was unlikely for something like this to happen.

After being knocked into the palace, there was a layer of guards around, with the leader being the ingot, and Little Rich Son had gone to who knows where.

"Did you see where Little Rich Son went?"

Upon hearing that, Yuanbao turned around with a frighteningly cold face. The instant he saw Jin Weiwei, he eased up a bit, and replied: "The Old Master went outside to inquire about the news."

Hearing that, Jin Weiwei nodded his head, the sound of the citizens' cursing echoed in his ears, and there were even things knocking on the door.

Jin Weiwei rubbed his heart, he knew that now was not the time to go out and solve the problem.

Perhaps, the only thing she could stop them from talking about now was the recipe for the plague.

Coincidentally, Imperial Doctor Hu and the rest heard the commotion and came out to investigate as well, meeting Jin Weiwei halfway there.

"Imperial Doctor Hu!"

"Madame Jin, what's going on?"

Imperial Doctor Hu frowned his eyebrows that could pinch a fly to death asked Jin Weiwei.

"There are people making trouble outside, so I'd like to invite everyone to return to their own courtyard to avoid any problems."

Hearing that, a few of the imperial physicians retracted their curious gazes. The curses they had shouted at Jin Weiwei were too loud, they had all heard it. The few of them looked at Jin Weiwei with some sympathy.

After returning back to the courtyards where the few imperial physicians resided, Jin Weiwei asked, "I wonder if the royal doctors have developed the plague's formula yet?"

The few imperial physicians leading the Imperial Doctor Hu all frowned in silence. Jin Weiwei understood most of it, he sighed lightly and was about to speak.

The leader of the Imperial Doctor Hu spoke: "I have researched half of it, but I'm afraid that the current situation of the Madame Jin is …"

Far from being able to quench his thirst.

"It's fine. Everyone, don't worry about other things. Right now, the most important thing is to concoct the plague medicine. It's better than anything else."

She would think of other things.

In his heart, he was already prepared for Jin Weiwei to blame them. In the end, Jin Weiwei instead consoled them, burdened with all the trouble.

The woman that prince had set his eyes on was indeed different from those beauties of noble families.

"Mistress, the old master is back."

Suddenly, the loud voice of the jadeite came from outside the courtyard. Jin Weiwei's eyes lit up, Little Rich Son is back!

This time, he did not care about the Imperial Doctor Hu anymore, he lifted up his skirt and ran out.

He sprinted out, but bumped into a firm and warm chest. What he heard was the sounds of chests colliding again and again, and the sound of breathing coming from the top of his head.

Inexplicably, Jin Weiwei felt that as long as he was by her side, all of this would no longer be a problem.

"What's going on?"

Raising his head, what he saw was Little Rich Son's concerned eyes, his eyebrows knitted together, and he said: "Someone said that you have the prescription in your hand, and the people have been forced to do so."

Hearing that, Jin Weiwei heaved a sigh of relief, it was true, a lot of people had died in these two days, adding on the fact that there were people around, there would definitely be a riot.

It suddenly became quiet outside. The two of them turned around and saw that it was dark outside. They did not know when it would light up.

Jin Weiwei took a sniff and smelt the burnt smell of firewood.

"This is bad!"

With that, Jin Weiwei ran to the entrance of the residence, only to see the door being covered in dense smoke.

"Burn her to death! Burn these heartless businessmen to death. "

"Open the door!"

He automatically ignored those unpleasant words as he raised his voice.

"But …"

He looked outside the door hesitantly. What if Jin Weiwei got hurt in a moment?

"If you hesitate any longer, even if the door is going to be burnt through, there's no point in stopping it."

Saying that, Jin Weiwei went to pull the wooden strip that was stuck on the gate.

"Weiwei."

Little Rich Son pulled the person back and nodded at the ingot.

Seeing that, Yuan Bao led his men and opened the door.

Pow!

Suddenly, Jin Weiwei was pulled into his embrace by Little Rich Son, and a fishy stench seemed to spread from his nose, one that caused one to feel nauseous.

Jin Weiwei pulled Little Rich Son's hands away and discovered that his body was covered with rotten eggs and rotten vegetables.

"Quick, quickly go down and change your clothes!"

These things could easily attract mosquitoes. Jin Weiwei pushed Little Rich Son away anxiously, but did not move an inch as he hugged her.

"Stop, ingot, if these people throw these things inside again, kill them on the spot!"

Jin Weiwei roared coldly, causing the commoners to be stunned.

As for the Origin Treasure, it also listened to Jin Weiwei and pulled out the blade from its waist to place on the neck of the young man who was closest to it.

This group of people had weapons in their hands, but they were nothing more than carrying loads, farm tools, and the sabers in the hands of these guards. There was still a gap between them.

Jin Weiwei took a step forward, his expression unprecedented cold: "If everyone could listen to what I have to say, then we would be able to survive today's bloody disaster. If not, then all of my guards will have blades with them.

"Jin Weiwei! You died a horrible death, you obviously have the prescription, yet you don't take it out, causing the deaths of our family and friends, and yet you still have the face to speak of justice and morals! "

A middle aged man rushed in front, with scarlet eyes and distorted facial features, staring at Jin Weiwei hatefully.

Jin Weiwei took two steps forward and said loudly: "If I had the prescription in my hand, I would have taken it out a long time ago! There's no need for us to wait here with you guys here at Lishui County to die! "

This infuriated her to death. She was truly a group of people who didn't know what was good for themselves!

"Everyone, don't listen to her. If you charge in, you'll be able to obtain the prescription for treating illnesses. Charge!"

Some unknown voice called out, and those people who were still hesitating seemed to have accumulated a great amount of courage, wanting to rush in.

Before Jin Weiwei could even speak, he heard two pfft pfft sounds. A cloud of blood floated into his eyes, which still carried a tinge of warmth and sweetness.

Focusing his gaze, he saw two corpses lying next to Yuanbao. Their heads and bodies were separated, and blood was spraying out from their bowl-sized mouths. It was extremely terrifying.

Jin Weiwei was so frightened that he retreated two steps, covering his nose and mouth, pressing down on his chest and wanting to vomit.