Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 662 - 528: The Emperor Has 2 Types of Sons

After autumn began, the rain was accompanied by a sudden chill, and on this particular day, the rain seemed more like the culmination of certain events after days of brewing, resulting in a determined frenzy.

Thus, the torrential rain unsurprisingly engulfed the entire Daxing City.

When they had temporarily dealt with the matters at hand and returned to the Duke Mansion, it was already late at night. Naturally, the news of the epidemic had already arrived there. As soon as they entered, they saw that the mansion was brightly lit, yet filled with smoke and a strong smell of burning mugwort.

Aunt Hui was directing the household servants to burn mugwort for purification.

The rain poured heavily, the air filled with the fishy smell of rainwater, mixed with the scent of burning mugwort, suffocating almost, but Aunt Hui was not lax. She instructed the servants to hold umbrellas, ensuring even the corners were fumigated.

Not only that, she also closed several side doors of the house in advance, restricted the servants’ activities, and had hot water brewed with herbs prepared early for the masters to bathe.

Seeing her efficiency, Yu Wenquan nodded in satisfaction and still instructed, "No one in the house should leave the mansion these days. If any patient is discovered, report immediately and send them to Yanzuo Square for treatment, no personal indulgences."

Aunt Hui quickly responded, "Yes."

Upon hearing the words Yanzuo Square, Shang Ruyi’s eyes flickered slightly.

But she said nothing, while Yu Wenquan had already turned around, saying to Yu Wenqian, Yu Wenye, and her, "Alright, you’ve all been busy for the day. Go rest now—tonight might be the only night in the coming days where you can sleep well."

Everyone immediately bowed and said, "Yes."

So, they each returned to their separate rooms.

Upon pushing open the door, a wave of smoke, wrapped in a strong medicinal smell, greeted them, making Shang Ruyi, who had been smelling this medicinal scent all along and was somewhat used to it, cough lightly twice. Two blurry figures immediately darted out of the room: "Miss, Young Madam, you’re back!"

It was Tushere and Wo Xue.

Both of their faces were covered with a veil, holding burning mugwort with embers still glowing in their hands, their eyes reddened, evidently suffocated by the smoke.

Shang Ruyi said, "Why is the smell here more pungent than outside?"

As she spoke, she walked inside, occasionally rubbing the tip of her nose. Tushere hurriedly extinguished the mugwort and said, "Aunt Hui and the others had someone fumigate once just now, but we were not reassured, so we did it again."

Wo Xue nodded as well, "The residence of Second Young Master and Young Madam must not be treated carelessly."

"Where is Chang Wan?"

"I also gave her some mugwort, she went to fumigate the servants’ quarters."

Previously in Fufeng, Wo Xue had done this every day, so she was now quite adept. Shang Ruyi knew they didn’t trust Aunt Hui, but this was indeed overly cautious, for even if Aunt Hui did show favoritism, an epidemic was unlike anything else. If there was truly an outbreak in the mansion, who wouldn’t be on edge?

Thus, Shang Ruyi waved them off.

She and Yu Wenye merely rested for a moment before each going to the bath to cleanse the dust and fatigue from their bodies. By the time they returned to the room, most of the lights in the Duke Mansion had already gone out. The night was deep, a lingering medicinal fragrance spreading through the heavy rain, the sound of the downpour like a waterfall, invisibly adding a touch of worry to the heart.

Shang Ruyi sat in front of the dressing table, having Tushere help her smooth out her slightly damp long hair, while Yu Wenye sat on a nearby chaise longue, drinking tea brought by Chang Wan, his brow slightly furrowed, lost in thought.

Evidently, neither of them had plans to retire to bed immediately.

Before long, amidst the sound of rain, footsteps were heard approaching from outside; it was Mu Xian coming to report on the day’s matters.

He took off the heavy raincoat at the door and then, carrying the dampness, walked into the room, saluting Yu Wenye and Shang Ruyi, saying, "Second Young Master, Young Madam, the villagers afflicted with the disease outside the city are now within the city. Some of them have been temporarily settled in Changle Square, nearly two hundred in total, and all are in relatively serious condition."

Yu Wenye asked, "Has Changle Square been cleared, and what is the situation inside?"

Mu Xian replied, "Changle Square, being near the city gate, has a severe outbreak. When we sent people to clear the market, there were already quite a few patients, and those removed weren’t many."

"Where have those people been settled?"

"I have placed them in Da An Square, so if there are more patients, they can be sent back immediately."