How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 562: Stop Thinking So Little of Her

"Princess Consort, we won’t get infected now, so we thought about it and decided to help you, so the epidemic in the capital can pass quickly."

Pei Shu’er’s gaze fell on them, these people varied in height and build, some even had harsh looks.

However, without exception, there was a warm and friendly light flickering in their eyes.

Moreover, it was evident that these people genuinely wanted to help.

Pei Shu’er nodded: "Thank you, then, and we’ll pay you when the time comes."

Upon hearing this, these people waved their hands incessantly.

"We are people of the capital, and the ones we’re helping are also from the capital. If we still accept payment, wouldn’t that be inappropriate?"

Seeing their insistence, Pei Shu’er couldn’t say more.

"Alright then, whenever you change your mind and want payment, you can come and talk to Yinxing."

Pei Shu’er was very pressed for time; once this matter was dealt with, she went to observe the critical cases.

The medicine could only barely sustain the lives of those in critical condition.

But even those in critical condition were satisfied; surviving was no small feat.

Especially since all the neighbors with terminal illnesses had already died.

However, it was different in this house.

These critically ill patients had only lost two people.

The illness struck too swiftly, and they were alone in the room, unnoticed.

From that day on, every one of their rooms was assigned someone to care for them around the clock.

But life and death were determined by fate, and some people died because Pei Shu’er was too busy.

Until the remedies were developed, did these symptoms alleviate, and no one died from it anymore.

Even though the critically ill remained ill, at least their coughs were less severe.

There was still coughing up blood, but no one was coughing to death anymore.

At this time, Pei Yu personally arrived at the gate of Prince Zhan Mansion.

Due to illness, he had lost a significant amount of weight.

He walked to Prince Zhan Mansion and said to the gatekeeper,

"I’m out of medicine, go find Shen Wanqing."

Since the day Shen Wanqing returned, she voluntarily entered the adjacent house to Prince Zhan Mansion, designated for isolation and regularly disinfected.

But after taking the medicine given by Pei Shu’er, she didn’t contract the plague.

She returned to Prince Zhan Mansion seven days later.

At this moment, Shen Wanqing, dressed in double-sided brocade clothes, appeared even more stunningly beautiful.

"Let’s go, I’ll take you to get the medicine."

Pei Yu noticed that Shen Wanqing was much more beautiful than she was at Pei Mansion.

Pei Yu chuckled softly, and Shen Wanqing frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

Pei Yu shook his head.

The two sat in the carriage, and Shen Wanqing held a book in her hands, reading.

Pei Yu asked, "What are you reading?"

Shen Wanqing didn’t answer, just opened the cover, and Pei Yu saw the title.

"Rebellious Madam: Evil Emperor Pursues Wife 999 Times"

Pei Yu looked puzzled; he really couldn’t understand what kind of book this was.

So Pei Yu scooted closer, while Shen Wanqing endured it.

Until Pei Yu got closer and closer, his head almost resting on Shen Wanqing’s shoulder.

Shen Wanqing’s face darkened, shifting her seat slightly outward.

Pei Yu moved closer to Shen Wanqing’s direction.

Shen Wanqing sighed: "Aren’t you aware you’re a patient?"

Pei Yu smiled and said: "I know your precious daughter developed an effective medicine, and, you’re wearing a mask."

Implying, he didn’t care about Shen Wanqing’s wellbeing.

Shen Wanqing gritted her teeth, then opened the carriage curtain.

She asked the driver: "Where is Aunt Xing Ruo of yours?"

The driver quickly replied: "Aunt never got the plague, so Master didn’t bring her along."

Shen Wanqing’s face carried a hint of mockery, then she quietly put down the carriage curtain.

That is to say, Xing Ruo never got the plague, so Pei Yu cherished Xing Ruo.

But, she, Shen Wanqing, didn’t get the plague, yet Pei Yu didn’t care at all about her life or death.

Nor did he care if she got infected.

Shen Wanqing found her temper had become unavoidably more irritable recently, reminiscent of her younger self.

She initially wanted to endure, but then reconsidered, thinking, why should she? She didn’t even need to rely on Pei Yu anymore.

Shen Wanqing looked at Pei Yu.

"Yes, Pei Yu, in my youth, I did foolish things like love you, and even did some outrageous things for it. But Pei Yu, that was years ago, over twenty years have passed."

"Can you please stop thinking of me as so cheap?"

She regretted going out with Pei Yu this time.

Frankly, she should have just let a maid accompany Pei Yu instead.

See, being with Pei Yu just invited dissatisfaction.

Pei Yu opened his mouth but said nothing. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Once they were inside the house where Pei Shu’er was staying, Pei Yu wanted to enter, but Shen Wanqing said: "Just wait here."

Pei Yu had to stand and wait.

Shen Wanqing quickly came out, carrying several porcelain bottles.

She placed the bottles in the carriage.

"Alright, you can go."

Pei Yu asked: "What about you?"

Shen Wanqing shook her head: "A carriage will send me later."

Pei Yu said: "Let’s go together."

Shen Wanqing glanced at Pei Yu mockingly and shook her head.

"My carriage is here."

Without waiting for Pei Yu to speak, she got into the carriage.

Pei Yu watched outside for a long time, then also got into his carriage.

When they reached Pei Mansion, the steward was already waiting by the gate.

Pei Yu pointed at the driver.

"Deduct one month’s salary from him."

The driver looked puzzled; he drove well.

Calm and stable, how did he end up with a deducted salary?

The capital had already fallen, and the Imperial Palace along with it.

However, since it was the core of power, the control was still quite strict, and it was the last place to fall.

But regardless of how strict it was, with so many people coming and going every day, one moment of inattention could lead to infection.

Especially regarding the methods Pei Shu’er wrote, they saw them as folk remedies, too arrogant to value them, and suffered for it.

Until the Emperor, Empress, and a series of concubines fell ill.

On the contrary, because the Third Prince Mansion heeded Pei Shu’er’s advice, they managed to control the situation.

Now that the Imperial Palace was fallen, it was too late to implement those methods.

The Imperial Physicians immediately went to work, even though they were working day and night, concubines, palace maids, and nannies continued to die in the palace.

The mortuary of the palace reeked of stench.

And these bodies had to be hurriedly cremated, or the epidemic would only worsen.

Not only the capital but even the palace was overwhelmed.

The Emperor and the concubines were also getting sick, bedridden and lingering illnesses.

Most importantly, no matter how precious the medicines were, the symptoms continued to worsen each day.

The Emperor said: "Is there no Divine Doctor among the populace? If those quack doctors cannot find an appropriate remedy within a month, they’ll be executed at the Meridian Gate."