A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

Chapter 100 Consort De is suffering from the plague...

Pei Yunjing carefully tore open the transparent pouch, her movements gentle and skillful.

Next, he took out a brand new mask, carefully followed the steps and illustrations in the instruction manual, gently unfolded it, and carefully put it on for He Qiang.

"Alright, General He, you can set off now. And remember to make sure your men are all wearing masks!"

As Pei Yunjing spoke, he straightened up and turned his gaze to the other soldiers in silver armor standing not far away.

He pointed at them and gave the order in a serious but gentle tone:

"You guys, put on your masks first, then send a few boxes of masks to the soldiers inside the city walls to make sure everyone is protected."

Be quick, but also be careful!

"Yes, Your Highness, Sixth Prince!" the silver-armored soldiers replied in unison, and then immediately began to move.

After making the arrangements, Pei Yunjing quickly put on a mask and walked steadily toward the quarantine station.

He addressed the people in the station with great humility and politeness:

"Thank you all for your hard work. I am the Sixth Prince, Pei Yunjing. I wonder what exactly has happened in the capital? I hope you can tell me."

Upon hearing Pei Yunjing's words, the several physicians who were busy with their work froze in place.

However, just as they were about to kneel, Pei Yunjing quickly raised his hand to stop them and said loudly:

"This is a crucial moment, so there's no need for you to concern yourselves with these formalities!"

“Thank you for your understanding, Your Highness!” One of the physicians, who appeared to be older, stepped forward, bowed slightly, and replied.

His voice was slightly hoarse, as if he hadn't had a proper rest for several days:

"Your Highness, about half a month ago, some people in the city suddenly started experiencing symptoms such as vomiting and diarrhea."

The doctor who treated the patient initially dismissed it as a common gastrointestinal ailment and didn't take it too seriously. Who could have predicted that this illness would spread so rapidly…

"This is what drew the court's attention. However, this plague came extremely quickly, and some people in the palace have already been infected. The source of the infection has not yet been found, so we can only isolate them for now..."

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In the palace!

Pei Yunjing's heart sank suddenly, as if a huge boulder had been smashed down, causing his heart to surge with turbulent waves.

Could it be that my mother has unfortunately contracted the plague? And what about my maternal grandfather? What is his condition now...?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look worried, his brows furrowing tightly as he anxiously asked:

"Then do you know who in the palace has been infected?"

The elderly physician slowly shook his head and sighed as he replied, "Your Highness, I truly know nothing about this. All I understand is that several ladies in the palace have unfortunately contracted this terrible plague, and several palace servants have lost their lives as a result!"

At this point, the physician's expression grew increasingly grave, and he continued:

"Moreover, there have been a large number of deaths both inside and outside the capital. Although we have tried various herbal remedies, they can only slightly alleviate the symptoms at most."

Faced with such a fierce epidemic, it's truly frustrating! After saying that, he shook his hand helplessly, as if trying to shake off his worries and sense of powerlessness.

As soon as he finished speaking, the physician suddenly couldn't help but cough twice. The coughing sounded particularly abrupt and jarring in the silent atmosphere, making everyone present feel even more heavy and depressed.

Seeing this, Pei Yunjing quickly handed over a copy of the instructions for the disinfectant alcohol he was holding, and solemnly instructed him:

"This is the instruction manual for disinfectant alcohol. All medical officers are requested to read it carefully."

This disinfectant alcohol can be used to disinfect the environment and items, but please remember that it should never be ingested.

Upon hearing this, the medical officers quickly opened the box in front of them, only to find dozens of oddly shaped spray bottle-shaped bottles filled with a clear liquid—alcohol, which they had never seen before.

These medical officers had practiced medicine for many years, and it was common for them to use baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor) for disinfection.

However, this was the first time I had ever seen alcohol presented in the form of a spray bottle, which naturally filled me with curiosity and doubt.

One of them reached out with a suspicious look on his face and carefully pressed the object.

However, his attention was not on the showerhead at all, and he was completely unaware that it was pointing directly at his eyes.

Just then, with a "whoosh" sound, a powerful jet of water shot out and hit him squarely in the eyes.

"Agh—" The man let out a heart-wrenching scream, covering his eyes tightly with his hands, writhing on the ground in agony.

Everyone else was terrified when they saw this.

Standing to the side, Pei Yunjing shook his head helplessly and sighed, "This thing must never be used against the eyes!"

But at that moment, he was preoccupied with other matters and had no time to care about the man's injuries; after giving a few hurried instructions, he rushed towards the palace with great anxiety.

Meanwhile, He Qiang led his group to set up camp outside the city to rest, as instructed by Pei Yunjing.

They knew that a terrible epidemic was breaking out in the capital, and to avoid being infected, they had no choice but to stay away from this dangerous place for the time being.

Pei Yunjing rode at full speed, and his journey back to the palace was exceptionally smooth.

The usual tight security, with guards every three steps and sentries every five steps, was no longer there, which made him feel a little suspicious, but the situation was urgent and he didn't have time to think about it.

Before long, he finally arrived at the gate of Shanghe Palace. As soon as he dismounted, he saw a familiar figure squatting at the gate of Shanghe Palace, intently brewing medicine.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Yunshang.

Pei Yunjing rushed forward with a hurried expression, his face full of anxiety, and his voice trembling slightly with urgency:

"Yunshang, what exactly happened? How is my mother? Tell me the truth at once!"

Upon seeing this, Yunshang's face turned pale, and she involuntarily took several steps back, covering her mouth tightly with both hands, as if trying to hide some secret.

Her eyes darted away, avoiding Pei Yunjing's gaze, and she stammered, "Sixth...Sixth Prince, you're finally back. Please stay away from me, please don't get too close!"

Pei Yunjing frowned, his unease growing. He took another step forward and pressed for an answer:

"Yunshang, what is the meaning of your expression? Has something terrible happened to my mother? Tell me quickly!"

Yunshang took a few steps back, covering her mouth: "Her Majesty is fine, she's just been a little tired lately and is resting in her bedchamber!" As she spoke, she continued to squat down and fan the fire for the medicine pot next to her!

Consort De has already given clear instructions that if the Sixth Prince returns, you must keep the fact that he has contracted the plague a secret from her.