Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 134 Eyes hurt

The woman shook her head. "No, the officials look at us like we are dying. Although sometimes some people will show sympathy, they will not play with children like you do."

Xiao Guoer sighed inwardly, not knowing what to say.

It’s not that she is kinder than others, but that the times are different, the education she received is different, and the values ​​she has developed are also different.

In modern times, everyone is equal. She naturally respects every innocent life, especially when she has witnessed it with her own eyes, it is even more difficult for her to turn a blind eye and remain indifferent.

However, in this era, these officials considered themselves to be of noble status and superior to the common people. They could not empathize with the humble people like ants, nor did they feel that they had nothing to do with them, so they held an indifferent and bystander attitude.

Especially for those who are in high positions and have prominent identities, the lives of several or even thousands of civilians are nothing but insignificant numbers in their eyes.

The emperor sent the eighth prince to personally control the plague this time. Does he really care about the lives of the people infected with the plague?

I'm afraid not necessarily. Maybe the main reason is to stabilize people's hearts and gain a good reputation for caring for the people?

"Sister-in-law, I still want to advise you that it is best to wear a mask and protective clothing at ordinary times. If by chance... Yuanyuan cures the plague, but you fall ill, wouldn't you regret it?"

The woman smiled miserably, with a look of misery and hopelessness in her eyes. "Is it possible? The government invited a doctor to see me at first, but later they simply ran out of medicine. I won't even take the medicine. How can the disease be cured?"

Facing her desperate expression and words, Xiao Guoer's heart began to be sad again, but she still cheered up to comfort her, "Maybe there will be a turn for the better. The Eighth Prince came this time to control the plague. Maybe he will think of a way. Maybe he will invite a miracle doctor to prescribe a prescription that can cure the plague. When the time comes, everyone will get better after drinking the medicine."

The woman's eyes flickered, revealing a hint of hesitation, and she asked softly, "Will you really find a way to save us?"

Xiao Guoer's heart was also full of contradictions and struggles. She was not sure whether she should give the woman too much hope.

Would it be harder for her to experience despair again while holding onto hope?

Suddenly, she glanced towards the door and saw a cute little head secretly looking at her. When his eyes met hers, he instantly broke into a sweet smile.

Xiao Guo'er's heart was instantly touched by that innocent smile. She couldn't help but nodded heavily to the woman, "I will definitely find a way to save you! Don't give up!"

She didn't know if it was right to give people confidence blindly, but she sincerely wanted them to survive. Working hard might not necessarily be useful, but not working hard would definitely be useless.

After leaving Shanglin Village, Xiao Guoer followed Tang Jingchen silently, remaining silent all the way. She felt extremely heavy, as if something was stuck in her throat, difficult to let go.

The whole team was filled with a depressing and gloomy atmosphere, and everyone had a heavy expression on their face. Only Wu Zinian's yamen runners seemed to be accustomed to such scenes and were somewhat numb and calm.

Wu Zinian was still flattering in front, "Your Highness, you have worked hard. It is almost noon. Why don't you go back to my house to rest for a while, have a meal, and then go to inspect the people's sentiments."

Zhao Yunrong looked at Wu Zinian deeply and said calmly, "It's still early, let's go find another village to visit."

Wu Zinian nodded and bowed, "Eighth Prince really cares about the people. I admire you."

Xiao Guoer no longer had the energy to complain about Wu Zinian's flattery. She felt very uncomfortable. She kept thinking about Yuan Yuan's innocent smile just now. It was such a lovely smile, and she really wanted to keep it.

How could the plague be cured? She knew nothing about medicine!

So powerless...

The carriage was swaying, and Xiao Guoer leaned on Tang Jingchen, her big, lively eyes full of sadness and sympathy, and her voice was filled with sadness, "Jingchen, it's too miserable here."

Tang Jingchen touched her little head with the cloak hood on, not knowing how to comfort her, "Yeah."

"They are so pitiful."

"Ah."

"Does the Eighth Prince have any solution? What does he plan to do?"

"I'm not sure at the moment, but he seems to be confident and not too worried. Maybe he has already thought of a solution."

"If you know, you must tell me as soon as possible."

"it is good."

Arrived at the second village, Meilin Village.

The situation is better than that of Shanglin Village. There are obviously more survivors and a more lively atmosphere.

As soon as Xiao Guoer got off the carriage, her eyes were attracted by the people washing clothes by the river at the entrance of the village. Such an ordinary scene inexplicably produced a kind of warm and healing power in her eyes.

Under the shadow of the plague, there are still people who are striving to move forward with hope for life. Perhaps that person is so optimistic just because he and his family have not been attacked by the plague, but this luck itself is enough to bring some comfort.

But why didn't they wear protective clothing and masks? The government had already distributed these to the villages with serious epidemics yesterday.

Xiao Guoer was lost in thought and didn't pay attention to the road beneath her feet. After stumbling, she couldn't help but let out a painful "hiss, hiss" sound. She sprained her ankle.

Tang Jingchen hurriedly supported her, "Can you move? Is it serious?"

No one noticed Xiao Guoer's movements, and the team continued to move forward.

Xiao Guoer tried to stand on tiptoe and was about to say that she was fine, but she heard a majestic voice coming from the front.

"Tang Jingchen, just wait here. You don't have to follow me."

Xiao Guoer looked at the Eighth Prince who turned around and continued walking forward after speaking, and then looked at Tang Jingchen, not understanding what was going on.

What does that mean? Why did you leave Jingchen alone?

Tang Jingchen looked deeply at Xiao Guoer, who had a puzzled look in her eyes, and suddenly a trace of uneasiness flashed through his heart.

Zhao Yunrong, who was walking in front, felt depressed at the moment. This morning he heard a piece of unexpected news: Tang Jingchen was a homosexual. Not only was he having an affair with his servant, he was also having an affair with Xiao Guoer who had followed him all the way from Shangjing City.

No wonder, he said that the friendship and attitude between the two of them did not seem like an ordinary friendship!

Along the way, the two of them were tugging and tugging at each other, really without any reservations! It hurt his eyes to see them!

Just take advantage of the fact that Xiao Guoer sprained her ankle, so let them all stay here and pretend they don’t see it!

In this way, Tang Jingchen, Xiao Guoer and Shuner stayed at the entrance of the village.