Su Shu thought for a moment, "Do they want to use the villagers as test subjects to find a cure for Her Highness?"
Peng Sanye nodded at her, a faint smile on his face, "Exactly, the lives of the commoners are as cheap as grass, why would the nobles care about the lives of mere ants?"
He sighed, "They always say, 'practicing medicine to save lives, practicing medicine to save lives,' but sometimes, the hands that save lives can be crueler than the executioner's. At that time, the sick in the village were tormented badly, especially the man's wife because not only was she the same age as Her Highness, but she was also the first to fall ill. Consequently, she was endlessly fed various medicines and had to endure all kinds of medical research methods. Strangely enough, despite her condition, she couldn't die, just hanging on by a thread, living in agony, unable to die.