Outside Jiang Du City, within Hanshan Temple.
The place was desolate and tranquil, sparsely populated. Zhuo Junli had brought Leng Shuqing here to recuperate from her illness. Since Fang Shiming had diagnosed Leng Shuqing, he accompanied her, waiting for her recovery before they could return to the palace.
After settling her in, Fang Shiming immediately went to brew medicine for Leng Shuqing.
Dressed in a white robe, Zhuo Junli pushed open the door of the meditation chamber. The long-neglected wooden door carried a whiff of decay; he didn't use much force, but as the two doors opened, they still emitted a rough, grating noise.
Lying in bed, Leng Shuqing called out with difficulty, "Uncle... Uncle, save me."
Her whole body was unbearably itchy; many places had broken skin, bleeding and oozing pus, emitting a foul odor that she couldn't stand.
