The world's most favored alchemist

Chapter 109

"Miss," Qing'er looked at the young lady who was eating gracefully, and hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to ask, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart. The prince who spoke is not at the house,
"Aren't you hungry? Eat."

A chicken leg was placed in Qing'er's bowl.

"Oh?"

Qing'er, who was in a daze, was startled, and didn't follow the young lady's train of thought for a long time. After she realized it, she realized that the rice bowl in her hand hadn't been touched much, and although the young lady ate elegantly, the bowl of rice was almost finished. With embarrassment on his face, he quickly lowered his head and started to eat in silence, temporarily letting go of the uneasiness in his heart.

"Qing'er, after you get up tomorrow, you will spread the news in the palace. The third lady has been infected with a severe plague, and it will inevitably spread in the palace. Let the housekeeper prepare a month's supply for Beiyuan. Beiyuan will close its doors to thank guests from tomorrow. "

Cough, Qing'er heard that the rice he had just eaten had a grain of rice stuck in his throat, and he coughed for a long time, his face was flushed with redness, and he turned pale again in an instant.
"Miss, this is absolutely impossible. The plague is a plague. If it spreads, how will Miss go out in the future?"

"Oh? Qing'er also knows that the plague is a kind of plague?"

Gently put the chopsticks aside, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth. Compared with Qing'er's fuss, Luoxi was more interested in how this girl knew about the plague. According to the historical records of Dongqi she read, there was no record There was a plague in Dongqi City, so it is possible that something was missed.

Qing'er's eyes trembled, his eyelashes were lowered, his face became paler, and his voice was hoarse and authentic,
"Yes, a terrible plague broke out in my hometown, and it was that plague, I lost all my relatives..."

Luoxi nodded. It's no wonder that Qing'er's expression changed when she heard the plague. I'm afraid she still has lingering fears from that nightmare.
"Has the courtyard over there been negotiated?"

After waking up from the pain, Qing'er wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, calmed down a little before saying in a low voice,
"Yes, the servants and maidservants have settled the deal, and the front yard has also been bought, but the yard has not been renovated yet. Miss, do you want to go and have a look?"

Luoxi nodded in satisfaction. She has been planning this for the past few days, and now that she has this opportunity, she has to hurry up and start doing a few things she likes.
"That's good, we'll go and have a look tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

Qing'er blinked her eyes suspiciously, and said suspiciously,
"Miss, are we leaving the mansion tomorrow, but the concubine and the others..."

"Don't pay attention to those people. As soon as the plague spreads tomorrow, Beiyuan will become a private residence. Who would dare to break in without risking their lives? Besides, this is not exactly what some people want."

Although Luoxi spoke calmly, as if he was talking about an irrelevant person, Qing'er could still sense the indifference and sourness in the young lady's body,
With a secret sigh in my heart, I buried my head in the food quickly and stopped talking.
next day
The news that the third lady was infected with the plague quickly spread in the palace, and the butler was shocked, and hurried to the front yard to report to the princess.
This plague is not an ordinary disease, but a plague that can be contagious and spread. If it spreads, the entire Qingyang Palace will probably be burnt down. Happy, there is a voice in the vicious heart that is crazily clamoring,

That's great, let that woman disappear, as long as she dies, not only the peerless piano, but also the crown prince will be hers, and no one can jump out to fight with her, if not in front of the servants To some extent, she had to take into account the dignified demeanor of a lady in front of her, she had already raised her head and laughed, and the depression of the chess competition that day was finally released today.

Ouyang Ruxue and Ouyang Ruoxin, those two idiots and idiots, finally played a little role, they didn't completely fall short, and they didn't waste those ornaments, so let's treat them as alms for their funeral.

Who would be so stupid as to use two rare treasures to save two insignificant concubine daughters?
The more I thought about it, the more complacent I became, I almost laughed out loud,

"Housekeeper, you go and make arrangements. From today onwards, in order to prevent the spread of Miss San's disease in the mansion, Beiyuan is temporarily closed. No one is allowed to discuss it in private without my concubine's permission, let alone approach Beiyuan."

The black line on the butler's face, the wrinkles on his face almost crushed a group of flies, his frown has not been loosened since he heard the frightening news, and his already slightly hunched back is even more so. It is rickety, as if it is more than ten years old in an instant,
He couldn't tell what kind of feeling he had for Miss San. He had been wise and devoted to things these years, even though he knew that Miss San's foolishness had something to do with the princess and princess, and Miss San suffered even more when the prince was not at the house. He was wronged and humiliated, but he didn't hear it, he didn't see it, he just pretended not to know,
Now she is suffering from a serious illness, but the mistress ignores it, and her father has not returned, isn't she waiting for death, but even if he can't bear it, he is still a humble servant after all,

No one can say that Wang Hao's decision is wrong. The plague is not an ordinary plague. If it spreads, the entire Qingyang Palace will be burned. For the sake of the palace, the third lady can only fend for herself.
Feeling a little guilty in his heart, he went to the kitchen and told a servant girl that three meals a day would be delivered on time, and that the third lady should inform him in time of any situation, so he felt at ease after ordering this.

But Beiyuan was quarantined, and the third young lady who was dying among the crowd was wearing a water-blue long gown, holding a folding fan in her hand, walking comfortably on the streets of the capital, surrounded by Followed by a child, naturally it is Qing'er,
"Qing'er, be happy, don't look so sad, others will think that someone owes you a lot of money and hasn't paid you back."

Luoxi only felt that walking out of that cage made her feel very comfortable. When she turned her head and saw Qing'er's appearance of wanting to cry, she couldn't help closing her feather fan and knocking on Qing'er, saying in a thin voice.

"Oh, little.... Well, son, are we really going to post this?"

Qing'er pointed to the thick stack of papers in her hands, her eyes were cramping, if there was a hole in her eyes, she would definitely get in, and it would take a while...

"That's natural. These things are the result of our hard work overnight. If we don't post them, who will know?"

(End of this chapter)