Chapter 1006: Chapter 1007: He, Contracted the Plague Chapter 1006: Chapter 1007: He, Contracted the Plague “Good!” ng Zhuqing hurried over and helped Gong Juechen distribute ice cubes to those who had contracted the plague.
By the ti ng Zhuqing had finished his work and co out of the dicinal Diet Hall, the sky was already very dark.
His head felt slightly dizzy, but ng Zhuqing didn’t pay much attention to it, simply attributing the sensation to having been too busy and tired today.
When ng Zhuqing returned to his own room in the temporary palace, he saw Tobanya standing at the door of his room.
“Commandery Princess…” Seeing Tobanya at the door of his room, ng Zhuqing was quite surprised and didn’t know what to say for a mont.
Tobanya said nothing but took out the sachet ng Zhuqing had given her that day and returned it to him.
Seeing that Tobanya was wearing a new sachet around her neck, ng Zhuqing was relieved and took back his own sachet.
Tobanya had wanted to ask ng Zhuqing where he had been all day, but in the end, she did not ask, nor did she speak; she turned around and went back to her own room.
In fact, she had waited for him for a long ti but had not seen him return. It was only now that she had finally seen him.
Originally, she had planned to ask An Jing and the others where he had gone, but fearing it would reveal her feelings for him, she held back and didn’t ask, instead waiting silently on her own.
Now that she had seen him and returned the sachet to him, she felt much more at ease.
ng Zhuqing watched Tobanya disappear from his sight before he lowered his head to look at the sachet in his hand.
The moonlight spilled over his silver mask, casting a cold glow on it, but the hand holding the sachet was extrely warm.
She had returned the sachet to him, and when she did, it still carried her warmth.
…
Four days later.
“Where is ng Zhuqing? Why haven’t I seen him at all this morning?” An Jing asked.
An Jing and Xiao Changyi were planning to bring ng Zhuqing with them to distribute dicinal soup, which contained Blue Grass Root for its preventive properties, to those who hadn’t contracted the plague in the city, but both had not seen ng Zhuqing all morning.
Qin Yi and the others shook their heads: “We have also not seen him today.”
Only then did An Jing command, “Qin Er, go and check his room to see if he is still there.”
“Yes!” Qin Er hurriedly ran to check on ng Zhuqing’s room.
And in a short while, Qin Er returned.
He ca back with a solemn expression, and with a heavy voice, he reported, “Master, Madam, Deputy General ng… he has contracted the plague.”
Without saying a word, An Jing and Xiao Changyi put down what they were holding and rushed to ng Zhuqing’s room.
ng Zhuqing was lying in bed; seeing An Jing and Xiao Changyi coming, he didn’t wait for them to reach the bedside before he hurriedly stopped them, “Master, Madam, please do not co any closer! I know you are both concerned about , but now… it’s better you don’t take care of in case you also catch the plague.”
An Jing saw that ng Zhuqing’s skin was all red, and so parts had even developed pus-filled blisters, “Qin Yi, quickly go get Gong Juechen to take a look.”
“No need,” ng Zhuqing imdiately objected, “I’ve always been around the dicinal Cooking Room and know the symptoms of this plague. I truly have caught it.”
After a pause, ng Zhuqing continued, “Even if Gong Juechen ca, he wouldn’t be able to cure it. Whether he cos or not, it doesn’t matter.”
Then, ng Zhuqing struggled to get up, knelt on the bed, and kowtowed to Xiao Changyi and An Jing,” I can no longer serve the master and the madam, I ask for your forgiveness.”
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