Chapter 332 Cold Corpse
After the third prince left, the people in the north also breathed a sigh of relief. They were no longer as trembling as before, and no longer worried about being rejected or even questioned when making requests.
If they have any needs, they can go to Ye Qingran and Chu Qingyun, and they will basically get responses. Even if there is something that cannot be solved, it can be done for them within a few days.
To the people in the northern border, the Third Prince and the others just brought the things from the imperial court and distributed them. They could not be considered as saving them.
Only people like Ye Qingran and Chu Qingyun who really think about them and help them solve their difficulties can be regarded as saviors.
So they almost obeyed Ye Qingran and Chu Qingyun's words, treating them as gods in their hearts.
Regarding this phenomenon, Ye Qingran was also a little helpless, but he did not stop them too much. He just told them not to be too exaggerated and everything else was as usual.
During this period of time, she Qingran bought all the corn she could buy, but since it was the end of the world, no amount of food was too much, so she took the people to the mountains to reclaim wasteland. Grow some more corn yourself.
In fact, there is land that can be planted around the village, but the land has been destroyed by previous floods, earthquakes, mudslides, etc., and it is more difficult to clear it than to reclaim it.
Furthermore, the terrain is too low. If it rains heavily for a few more days, the seedlings planted may be drowned.
The people understood her painstaking efforts. Regardless of men or women, as long as they had the strength, they all followed her up the mountain to prepare for the land.
The soil quality on the mountain is very good. The only drawback is that there are too many trees, there is a little bit of flat terrain, and it is far away from the village.
However, these are not problems for them. They have passed the more difficult days in the past, and now there are not many opportunities for them to eat well, so they naturally cherish it.
Ye Qingran and Chu Qingyun also reclaimed wasteland on the mountain. Soon she discovered that there were a lot of medicinal materials on the mountain, so she asked the people to pay attention when clearing land.
Although the common people didn't know any medicinal materials, they knew which ones were weeds. Except for the weeds, they brought them all to Ye Qingran for a look.
Most of them are not important, but some medicinal materials can be used.
"Miss Ye, is this useful?"
A woman carefully held something that looked like a flower or grass in her hand, "It's just this one, it looks pretty good."
Ye Qingran took the grass and took a look at it. He was sure that this thing was rare, but he couldn't name it.
"I don't know it either. Just keep it for now. If you see it again nearby, bring it to me. Thank you for your hard work."
The woman nodded and continued her work.
At this time, Chu Qingyun was still helping the villagers cut down trees on the other side. She had no way of asking, so she put the grass directly into the space while others were not paying attention, and then continued to help reclaim the wasteland.
But not long after, she felt that the red mark representing the space on her ring finger felt a little hot.
This temperature from the inside out made her a little uncomfortable, as if the space was about to explode. She was so frightened that she immediately used her spiritual sense to explore the situation in the space.
But there was nothing unusual in the space, only the grass floating quietly in mid-air.
She saw the grass spinning slowly, and then yellow light began to emerge from all around the space. In just a moment, the grass turned into fireflies and dissipated.
Before she could think about what was going on, she lost consciousness when the yellow light disappeared.
At this time, Ye Qingran fell to the ground, and the villagers nearby were so frightened that they immediately came over to check.
"What's wrong with Miss Ye?"
A woman came over and helped her up. She thought she had fainted. When she was about to pinch her, she found that she was not breathing.
The woman's face turned pale with fright, and her hands shook for a long time before she could speak: "Hurry, go find the prince quickly, Miss Ye, she, she is out of breath..."
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding villagers were shocked. Some people hurriedly ran towards Chu Qingyun and shouted: "It's bad, Miss Ye has died!"
Some people didn't believe it and came over to check Ye Qingran's condition. After confirming that she was not breathing and having no pulse, they fell to the ground with a pale face like a woman.
"This... this was fine just now, why did it suddenly run out of energy?"
"I don't know! She was hoeing with us before she fell to the ground. How could this..."
The villagers were at a loss. It wasn't until Chu Qingyun arrived that they got out of the way. They didn't know how to explain this sudden incident.
When Chu Qingyun first heard the news, he was stunned for a moment, thinking that they were joking, or that Ye Qingran was tinkering with something strange and scary.
He thought about thousands of possibilities, but he didn't want to believe that she was really dead.
But when he saw the lifeless Ye Qingran lying on the ground, his heartbeat stopped for a moment.
"Ran'er?"
He knelt down and held her in his arms, "You..."
Ye Qingran didn't respond at all, as if he was asleep. There was no pain or signs of struggle on his face, and he just closed his eyes quietly.
Chu Qingyun is a martial arts practitioner. In fact, when he picked her up, he knew that she was really out of breath.
He couldn't feel the rise and fall of her breathing, nor could he feel her heartbeat.
At this moment, the sky and the earth were pale.
His eyes were empty, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He asked with red eyes, "What's going on?"
The villagers couldn't tell, except that she suddenly became like this.
Chu Qingyun didn't ask any more questions, picked up Ye Qingran and went down the mountain, took her back to the room and lay down on the bed.
He sat on the edge of the bed and couldn't figure it out.
Ye Qingran's medical skills are very exquisite. It stands to reason that if there is any disease, she can cure it. Even if it cannot be cured, she can at least detect it. He usually doesn't look like she has any disease, but now she has her eyes closed. It didn't appear that he had ever been in pain.
If something was poisonous, she would definitely be able to detect it. If there was such a powerful poison, then the people around her wouldn't be able to stand there unharmed.
If someone were to take action, none of them knew martial arts, so it was impossible for them to plot against Ye Qingran.
Chu Qingyun's thoughts at this time were a mess, and he couldn't solve them no matter how hard he tried.
He raised his hand and touched her face, and even the last bit of warmth was gone.
The cold touch seemed to extend to his heart, freezing the blood in his body, making him feel like he was falling into an ice cave from beginning to end.
"Ran'er... Ran'er..."
He shouted her name over and over again, as if shouting a few more times would wake her up.
Chu Qingyun couldn't help but shed tears and clenched his fists.
"Why? Why is God treating me so unfairly? Isn't he even willing to leave me the last trace of warmth in the world?"