Feng Yexuan had never been one for explanations.
Although he had fought on battlefields for so many years, this confrontation with the common folk was a first.
Being unable to act was a complete restraint on all his abilities.
"Don't kill my dad, you are bad people, you are all bad people!"
Suddenly, a child, picking up whatever he could find, threw it forcefully at Feng Yexuan.
Feng Yexuan's long fingers moved slightly.
Xi panicked, "Your Highness! He is just a child!"
Feng Yexuan's fingertips retracted.
Indeed, he was just a child.
He had only reacted instinctively, but his internal energy was too overbearing and powerful. If he had blocked the stone back, it might have injured an innocent person.
With a crack, the stone struck Feng Yexuan's forehead.
The Xuan Prince, whose protective aura was dispelled, immediately had a wound on his forehead, bleeding profusely.
"Your Highness!" Xi and Leng Ji rushed over.
The villagers were also terrified, and for a moment, they were all stunned, not knowing what to do.
They heard that he was the God of War Xuan Prince from Beiming, noble and peerless!
They... they had injured the Xuan Prince...
"A'tong, A'tong... don't, don't be presumptuous," a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind the guard team led by Xi and Leng Ji.
The child named A'tong, still holding the second stone in his hand.
Upon hearing the call, he loosened his grip, and the stone fell to the ground.
"Dad, Dad..." the child rushed over.
The guards immediately cleared a path. A'tong's father, supported by a young physician, was slowly approaching.
"A'tong, don't go!" A'tong's uncle chased after him but did not dare to get close.
A'tong's father had previously contracted the plague and was so ill that he was sent to this place. In fact, everyone had little hope, believing that most patients who came here would not have a chance to leave alive.
But looking at him now, although A'tong's father still appeared very weak, his spirit seemed much better?
How could this be?
"A'tong, come back quickly." His uncle was still very worried.
But A'tong missed his father and didn't listen at all. He had already run over and hugged his father's arm.
"A'tong..."
"He is already fine."
This woman's voice, though hoarse with fatigue, was still clear and bright.
Her Highness the Princess!
The guards quickly made way.
It was indeed Her Highness the Princess!
Chu Qianli walked to Feng Yexuan's side and saw the blood flowing down his forehead, her heart tightening sharply.
But she didn't have time to attend to it at the moment.
Her gaze fell on the villagers, and her voice was low and firm, "I have already developed a good medicine to combat the plague, and the difficulties of Xinhua Village will soon be over!"
...
The patients were truly recovering.
This was the first time since the onset of the illness that they had broken a high fever.
After the fever subsided, everyone's spirits gradually improved. Many who were previously bedridden could now get up.
Those who couldn't even drink rice porridge before could now not only drink porridge but also eat some food.
High fever did not recur; they were truly recovering.
"It's the new medicine developed by the Princess that saved everyone!"
"The Princess is our god! The Princess is too amazing!"
After this, Chu Qianli continued to prepare medicine and began to distribute it to other patients.
The critically ill patients were the first to try the medicine. For the second batch, she added a few more herbs, and the patients' reactions after taking the medicine were slightly less severe.
By the afternoon of the third day, the situation in Xinhua Village had completely improved.
Everyone was in high spirits, but it was at this moment that Chu Qianli finally received news from her senior brother.