Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

The embrace suddenly felt empty, and the face behind the man’s mask twitched slightly.

He used to reject her advances, citing the reasoning of ”men and women should not touch,” but now the little woman had turned the phrase against him, using it casually all the time.

He coughed lightly, as if making some decision: ”He will be honest with you, give him some time.”

Qin Xin looked at him suspiciously: ”How do you know?”

Master Tuantuan turned his face away: ”...”

Qin Xin became even more curious: ”Master, do you read fortunes or use men’s psychology to predict outcomes? But he’s not an ordinary person.”

Thinking of Mr. Nalan, who stirred her emotions, Qin Xin sighed: ”Forget it, I’m planning to leave this man. If I don’t see him, I won’t have these troubles. Focusing on my studies is much simpler.”

Master Tuantuan suddenly turned his head, looking directly at her: ”No...”

Qin Xin was puzzled: ”You don’t want me to leave him? Master, I remember during the New Year, you said men are all schemers and told me not to trust men easily and not to waste time on them. Master, isn’t your perspective changing a bit too fast?”

Master Tuantuan: ”...”

It wasn’t that his perspective changed suddenly, but that times have changed, and she was no longer the Lan Qingxin who needed to stay away from men.

As they were talking, suddenly, there was a commotion outside the wooden door of the bamboo courtyard.

The heavy wheels rolled over the ground.

One vehicle after another, with someone urgently driving them: ”Hurry, hurry to the village entrance, there’s an empty house you can stay in. Don’t wander around. If you infect others, you won’t be able to bear the consequences!”

Someone responded weakly: ”We can barely keep our own lives; how could we possibly infect others...”

The noisy voices stopped next door.

Xiao Bailu’s courtyard.

Xiao Bailu and Ah Hua were not there; the courtyard was empty. The villagers opened it and then locked in the people from the carriage, sealing it with red paper to prevent anyone from picking the lock to release them.

Master Tuantuan wanted to continue the previous conversation with Qin Xin.

But Qin Xin’s attention was firmly drawn outside: ”Master, they seem to be sick. It’s that strange disease from Qingcheng. The patients’ voices sound familiar...”

The man’s Adam’s apple moved.

She was quite attentive to other people’s voices.

The courtyard next door was locked, and the arrivals dismantled the carriage on the spot and set it ablaze. They also discussed taking the horses to the slaughterhouse... some even suggested slaughtering them on the spot and burying them.

Qin Xin frowned and couldn’t help but push the door open and step out.

”Why kill the horses when they’re perfectly fine? It’s people who are sick, not the horses. Or are you saying you’d rather kill the sick people to be free of them?”

Outside, several people wrapped tightly from head to toe stared in astonishment at the girl who rushed out from the bamboo courtyard.

The leading man frowned and scolded: ”Young girl, don’t be reckless. Go home quickly. You feel sorry for others and a horse now, but if you get sick, don’t come begging us to save you.”

The village chief beside them recognized Qin Xin wasn’t from the village and quickly smoothed things over: ”This is a young girl visiting relatives, she doesn’t understand. Expert Xu, please don’t be angry; I’ll send this ignorant kid back right away.”

Turning to Qin Xin and pretending to be stern: ”Young girl, quickly and obediently listen to the expert. This is a famous expert from the Imperial City. We can’t usually meet someone like him easily. You’re too young to understand. Our village already has seven or eight sick people; if we don’t follow his instructions, our whole village will be doomed.”

Qin Xin held her breath.

In such a remote village, to think there were already seven or eight ”nightmare syndrome” patients in just one day and night?