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"Miss, is the Night General here? We have made our decision."
Putting down her work, Mo Xier kindly said, "Big Brother, please sit for a while. He will be back soon, just wait a little longer."
However, he was unwilling to just sit there. Scanning the situation in the clinic, he said, "I can't just sit here with the plague being this severe. It looks like you are quite busy here; you don't need to take care of me. I can help you look after the patients."
As time passed, the number of patients in the clinic indeed increased, and it became somewhat overwhelming. After thinking for a moment, she did not hesitate long and replied, "Alright then, thank you, Big Brother."
"We are all from the same city; there's no need for thanks," he said generously. Without another word, he stood up and joined in caring for the patients.
When Night Star returned, the sky outside had already darkened slightly. In recent days, he and Liu Qiankun had been returning late, and the situation outside was not good.
Refugees were continuously fleeing from Gaochang City and gradually gathering outside Yonghe City, undoubtedly putting invisible pressure on those inside the city. Who knew if those refugees would suddenly lose control one day?
To accommodate these people, Night Star had put in considerable effort. The supplies within the city were already limited, and having to allocate some to settle the refugees outside truly weighed on his mind for a long time.
Seeing him return, a middle-aged man immediately approached him. "Have you made your decision?" Night Star's cold words met his gaze directly.
He nodded heavily. "For the sake of those remaining, we are willing to make this sacrifice. We only hope that Night General can keep his word and properly handle those unclaimed corpses."
"Since I promised it, I will definitely do it!" His gaze was intense and determined.
The next morning, villagers slowly gathered at the place in the city where corpses were piled up. They spent the entire day identifying the bodies. By afternoon, most of the corpses had been claimed, with only a few remaining unclaimed. After making statistics tomorrow, they would be cremated together.
In the following three days, smoke filled the sky, almost blocking out sunlight. The already lifeless city now resembled a ghost town, devoid of any human presence.
A wave of sadness enveloped Yonghe City, the sound of wailing echoed everywhere, and Mo Xier's heart was filled with guilt.
If only she had arrived here earlier and not wasted so much time on the road, would the situation be much better now? Would so many lives have been lost?
In three days, the piled-up corpses had already been dealt with, and she had even applied a disinfectant solution she had made in imitation of modern methods, hoping to minimize the risk of infection.
At the same time, under her herbal treatments, the Plague began to be gradually controlled, no longer raging as it had before. For a time, the people of Yonghe City called her a celestial being descended from heaven, here to relieve the suffering of humanity.
It was now late at night. Finally having some free time, she sat quietly in the courtyard gazing up at the moon, her watery eyes reflecting a hint of inexplicable melancholy.
Night Star slowly approached her without making a sound, his deep-set eyes fixed on her for a long while before he spoke: "Aren't you going to sleep?"
Retracting her gaze, she softly replied, "I can't seem to sleep. I miss Aunt Liu."
He remained silent, but she continued, "Just thinking about their simplicity makes me want to be with them."
"Once this is all over, I'll take you back to see them."
Her eyes instantly sparkled with light as she smiled and said, "Since you promised me, you can't go back on your word!"
The woman before him smiled; the hazy moonlight seemed to cast a thin glow around her. After several days of busyness, she had not applied any makeup, and her somewhat pale face showed signs of exhaustion.
At that moment, she smiled like a child, unknowingly etching herself into his mind and occupying his thoughts.
"Now that the Plague in the city has been temporarily controlled, I will prepare another batch of medicine tomorrow. You need to ensure that it is distributed again so that everyone gets it!"
With her smile fading, their conversation shifted to the most urgent matter at hand. Night Star shrugged, noncommittal about her words. "Just handle it as you see fit; I trust you on this."
He realized her strength during the incident of saving the child. For those he believed in, he never had any doubts.
"Your trust in me is truly flattering," she said with a raised eyebrow, teasingly.
"You have the ability; why shouldn't I trust you?" His response was so confident that it left her momentarily speechless.
Lowering her gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally asking, "Has there been any news from Kyoto?"
Since the assassination attempt, she hadn't seen him or anyone from the General's residence in contact, which made her uneasy. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have had a falling out with Old Madam, nor would he have faced an assassination attempt.
"I'm already here; do you think the court doesn't know?" He quickly countered and then asked, "You've been busy lately; is your brain not functioning properly?"
Only then did she realize, her expression momentarily stunned. Her cheeks flushed instantly; couldn't he be a bit more tactful? Did he really have to point out her intelligence issues like that?
Suddenly standing up, she stammered awkwardly, "It's... it's getting late; I need to go to bed. Goodbye!" She looked quite amusing in her puffed-up state. Waving her hand at him, she turned and entered the house.
In a place where she couldn't see, the man's gaze remained fixed on her until she entered the room; his eyes lingered on the closed door.
Suddenly, a figure in black appeared silently. According to their previous plan, he shouldn't have been here, but since the matters he asked to investigate had made progress and the plague in the city was somewhat under control, he decided to come.
"Master, there has been some progress on the matter you wanted me to investigate last time." He slightly bowed his head in respect to the man.
Night Star placed his hands behind his back. "Speak."
"I found out that before Miss Mo was rescued by you, she was last seen near Gaochang in Qingshui Town, just a few hundred kilometers from here. It cannot be ruled out that she might have deliberately appeared before you."
The tone of the man in black was somewhat heavy. Although he had been outside the city these past few days, he had been hearing reports about the news within. A woman of extraordinary beauty who possessed medical skills had recently become the talk of the town.
How could such a capable woman be saved by the general by mere coincidence? If she wasn't approaching with a purpose, how could there be such a coincidence?
Not only did the man in black have a serious expression, but Night Star also looked somewhat grave. Over the years, many had tried to get close to him intentionally, and he was not without his defenses.
However, this time it seemed to be somewhat out of control, as he found himself constantly casting glances at her, as if sinking deeper into a quagmire without realizing it.
"Master, should we have someone secretly monitor her? To prevent any unexpected incidents?" the man in black suggested.
But he shook his head. "I will keep an eye on her movements. Let them remain in the shadows and not act; things will remain as they were before."
His approach left the man in black puzzled, his brows furrowing tightly. Just as he was about to persuade him further, he was interrupted by a wave of the hand. "I know what you want to say, but I have my own judgment on this matter. Continue investigating until we uncover her identity!"
The man in black nodded slowly in silence and then vanished into the night, as if he had never been there.
The silent night was as dark as ink. He stood under the moonlight, his deep-set eyes reflecting a cold gaze akin to the moonlight itself, exceptionally desolate.
The night breeze brushed past, bringing a chill that seeped into his skin, mirroring his current state of mind—cold and hard.
On the seventh day in Yonghe City, the Plague had been completely brought under control. Even some of those with milder symptoms had recovered. The few remaining severe cases would surely recover if they continued to drink the soup medicine prepared by Mo Xier.
With more healthy individuals around, the atmosphere in the city became much livelier, even allowing for sounds of children playing that had previously been unheard.
This lifted Mo Xier's spirits significantly. That day, she busied herself in the clinic as usual.
Suddenly, someone patted her shoulder. Turning around, she found it was the guard who had been stationed at the city gate that day, wearing a hearty smile on his face.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be guarding the city gate?" Mo Xier exclaimed in surprise.
"Although the situation in the city has improved a lot, we still need to guard the city gates. It's just that the Night General has arranged more shifts for us, allowing us some time to rest."
The guard answered word by word, appearing particularly serious.
His somewhat haggard face seemed to still bear the traces of yesterday's hardships, and his clothes, which had not been changed for a long time, looked a bit disheveled. However, he appeared quite spirited overall.
Mo Xier was naturally not idle either. Taking advantage of his speaking time, she picked up a bowl of medicinal soup from the table and handed it to him. "Seeing you like this, it's clear you came here without going home. No matter what happens, drink this first."
The guard took the bowl and without saying a word, gulped it down. He casually wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and continued, "Here's the thing: there's a girl at the city gate claiming to be your maid who insists on coming in.
But as you know, given the situation in the city, we can't let unidentified people in. So we thought to ask you to come over; if she really is your maid, whether she comes in or not depends on your decision."
The hand that had taken the bowl suddenly froze, and she asked in a daze, "You said there's a maid at the city gate? Claiming to be mine?"
Seeing her surprised expression, the guard immediately replied, "Yes! She even said her name is Ru Er and that she came with you from the capital."
Upon hearing that name, the woman quickly set down the bowl and grabbed the guard's arm, speaking rapidly, "Take me there quickly! I want to see her!"
Watching her anxious demeanor, the guard felt somewhat reassured. He led her swiftly toward the city gate while comforting her, "Don't worry; I've already had someone keep that girl there until you go see her before letting her leave."
But inside her heart remained restless. Along the way, she encountered some villagers whom she had treated; they would stop to greet her. However, today she had no mind to respond, as all she could think about was Ru Er!
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