Arriving at An Zhou

"Master…"

When Ye Xiao spoke, Cheng Yang also reached Jiang Peihuan's carriage.

Upon hearing the voice, Jiang Peihuan lifted the curtain of the carriage.

She immediately saw a sweating Cheng Yang, who was wearing a white dress, looking very neat and refreshing.

"Master, you're heading to An Zhou, right? Take me with you."

Meeting Jiang Peihuan's gaze, Cheng Yang spoke without hesitation.

"No."

Seeing the puzzled look on Cheng Yang's face, Jiang Peihuan spoke calmly, "An Zhou is now riddled with the plague. I have important things to handle there and really can't afford to look after anyone. That's why I can't take you…"

"Master, you don't need to look after me. I can also help save people. Although I've learned medicine for a short time, I have acquired some basic knowledge. I'm sure I can help in An Zhou."

"Master, please, take me with you. If you don't agree, once you leave, I'll go there on my own."