They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 100 I cried from the pain

When she said those words, both of them were shocked. To regard human life as worthless was nothing more than this.

Seeing that the two of them were stunned, Wu Ziyan knew that they had some resistance to her words.

"If you think about it from a different perspective, if we were the ones suffering from the disaster, and they had people on their side who could provide medical treatment, would they treat us? It's very likely they wouldn't! Their country is not as wealthy as ours to begin with, and the apparent peace is just the result of the military maintaining control along the border for so many years."

"Maybe they'll be happy if more of us die. I'm not a living saint, and you're all from the Wu Dynasty now!"

She blinked, a smile on her face, and then walked into the room.

Although they were deeply shocked at the time, they later understood why Wu Ziyan could say such a thing.

The two stood there for a while to catch their breath, and then went about their own business. Fang Yuerong was very adept at business, and after a few visits to Silan Pavilion, she got to know those wealthy merchants and obtained their information.

Even though martial law is now in effect, the original residents of Silan Pavilion haven't left and are essentially confined here. Of course, Dulan has to give them face, since he did save their prince.

For several days in a row, we didn't see each other much, so I had to personally oversee the water-drawing work, and the wells were almost completely dry.

Some people started to protest because a family of three could only receive a small half-bucket of water, which was far from enough.

"We can't live like this anymore! Why should they interfere with our own well? Don't they want us to live?!"

"I heard there are still a few wells with water in the Northern Desert!"

"Let us out! Let us go over there!"

Xiao Si was extremely busy and wanted to ask Wu Ziyan for instructions. Building a new well was not something that could be done in a short time. Even with the system's accumulated buffs, it would still take at least two days. She estimated that after two days, the construction would be completely dry, and things would probably be even more chaotic.

At this time, Fang Yuerong's water could still be of some use. Meanwhile, people from the southeast had visited Han Yuxiu several times, saying that the epidemic in their area was out of control and hoping that he would come and see for himself.

At this moment, Wu Ziyan was nowhere to be seen, and Han Yuxiu had no way to ask her for instructions. He could only tell the people in the mansion that he had gone with Du Lan.

After all, it concerns human lives, and even if it involves crossing national borders, he still wants to treat and save lives.

However, without Wu Ziyan's approval, she dared not take Han Yuxiu away from the town. She only allowed Han Yuxiu to see the patients who flooded into the town.

This time, when I went to see a doctor, I found out that the illness was not the same as the one Adal had. This time, it was truly contagious and had to be isolated and controlled, otherwise the entire town would suffer.

As a result, he didn't dare to go back that day and stayed on the other side of the town until the next day. I only stayed up for several nights while fetching water. I wanted to go back and tell Wu Ziyan that the water was ready and that I could soak the medicinal herbs in it, but when I got back, I found that she was gone.

She caught Yue'er and asked, "Where's Han Yuxiu? Where's Fang Yuerong?"

"Oh dear, Young Master Yu Xiu has been away from General Du's mansion all day and hasn't returned. My young master has also been away from Si Lan Pavilion discussing business all day."

"Oh…"

She was somewhat dazed. Yang Yuxiu, without a doubt, had gone to seek medical treatment. That infectious disease didn't just appear out of thin air; he must have been afraid of bringing the illness here, so he stayed there and didn't come back.

As for Fang Yuerong, that's uncertain, so she decided to find out about that uncertain factor first.

There were also ice handles at the entrance of Slanger, which meant that people inside could run out, but the activities inside continued as usual, just not as noisy as before.

When the two soldiers saw that it was Wu Ziyan, they did not stop her, after all, even the general treated her with utmost respect.

Upon entering, the same old question arose: where was Fang Yuerong? This time, he wasn't in any private room or anything like that; he had drunk too much yesterday and was still resting in his room.

Indeed, the business world is like a battlefield. Wu Ziyan walked to Fang Yuerong's door and knocked, but no one answered.

But the door was open. She pushed it open and went in. Fang Yuerong was sitting there, propping her head up with her hand, looking very tired.

Upon closer inspection, there was a thick stack of letters in front of him, covered with messy red stamps, which Wu Ziyan couldn't decipher.

She could still smell the lingering scent of alcohol on him when she got closer. Wu Ziyan moved a stool over and sat down next to him, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."

Her head was very close to Fang Yuerong's. Fang Yuerong slightly raised his eyes, but Wu Ziyan did not look at him. Instead, she leaned forward, wanting to pick up the letter in front of him and take a look.

As soon as he turned his head, Fang Yuerong let go of his hand, lowered his head slightly, and Wu Ziyan's lips touched his.

Fang Yuerong shook her head: "Sorry, I drank too much and I'm a little dizzy."

If an ordinary man encountered such a situation, he would scream and shout. But he apologized first. Wu Ziyan, on the other hand, felt embarrassed and blushed.

Fang Yuerong hadn't expected a woman to be so thin-skinned. He had just been the one who suffered a loss, and she blushed!

Perhaps it was because the alcohol hadn't worn off yet, or something else, but he wrapped his arm around Wu Ziyan's armpit and held her like that, his eyes still somewhat dazed and infatuated.

Wu Ziyan blinked, somewhat flustered. She had already stayed up several nights in a row, and now she had no strength left. She could be said to have forced herself to come to him.

Fang Yuerong saw her acting like a startled fawn, a strange feeling. She had met countless women in the business world, most of whom coveted her beauty and tried to touch her inappropriately.

The woman in front of him was completely at a loss. He looked at her and said, "How about I kiss you?"

Wu Ziyan: ?

Fang Yuerong leaned close to Wu Ziyan's ear and repeated what he had just said, his hair brushing against Wu Ziyan's cheeks and neck, making her feel ticklish.

But she felt quite comfortable being half-suspended and half-held like this. She had wanted to lie down and sleep for a long time. As soon as she closed her eyes, her breathing became calm and her neck relaxed and hung back.

Fang Yuerong scoffed: "Isn't it rumored that you're idle and fond of men, and that you've emptied your warehouse by keeping a bunch of men?"

"Is this the first time you've met me?" Wu Ziyan mumbled in reply, even shifting into a more comfortable position. "Hold on tight, or you'll bump your head and I'll..."

"What do you do?"

"I cried from the pain!"