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Qiao Duo'er was startled. To slaughter a city just because of the plague? Could those in power really be so indifferent?
Thirty-five years later, Beijiang still eyed the Daxing Dynasty with covetous eyes, and to reduce expenses, would the Imperial court still make the same choice as before?
This time it would be Ning Tian Mansion facing slaughter, and all who lived there would not escape their fate.
Including... the little one in her belly!
At that moment, Qiao Duo'er suddenly understood the mentality of those villagers.
Anxiously, Qiao Duo'er said, "Ah Hong, go to the village chief's house right now, and it's best if you can get him to agree to seal off the village. If we don't stop the plague now, the consequences could be very serious."
"Okay, I'll go now."
Tan Zhenghong immediately agreed, because he and Duo'er had come to the same conclusion.
Qiao Duo'er was left alone in the house, her desire to sleep completely gone.
