Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 134 - 133: Now That’s the Right Vibe

"I’m very sure, he absolutely doesn’t have such intentions." Zhu Yu came to her senses and waved her hand, "I dare not say how loyal my father is to the Holy Emperor, but at least there is one thing I can be sure of—he doesn’t have such great ambition.

To speak of ambition is actually being polite; my father was never a person of great aspirations, nor does he have any designs on the world or its four seas.

Father is someone deeply enamored with the smelting and forging of Black Iron.

If he thought about anything day in and day out, from beginning to end, it might be that in his lifetime, he could create a peerless blade that could be passed down through the ages like the legendary Ancient Divine Blade.

The only ’world’ he cares about is creating the most formidable weapon, that’s all."

"If that’s the case, then the best course of action is to first curb the momentum in the Li State camp and capture the mastermind behind all this plotting in the shadows to see where they truly come from." Lu Qing did not comment further, only said this simply.

Having spent this time coming and going with Lu Qing, Zhu Yu knew that Lu Qing trusted her.

But she was herself, and her father was her father, and as for how much trust he had in Zhu Cheng, she couldn’t say.

Lai Jiao, along with Lu Zhang’s sudden inspection of the border, and the previously inconspicuous Shuo Country suddenly seemed to be on the brink of becoming the center of attention.

Whether all of this was coming after Lu Qing, leading to Shuo Country being implicated, or whether it was a conspiracy against Shuo Country that incidentally involved Lu Qing as well, was unclear.

Ultimately, at this critical moment, it seemed that whether Lu Qing trusted Prince Shuo or not was no longer important.

The only thing that mattered was, when the time came for a conclusion, what Emperor Jin chose to believe.

Moreover, if the cases of the mysterious deaths that occurred in the Li State camp were truly caused by the Wind Ginseng and Black Jade Button, then at this moment, with Lu Zhang sent to inspect Shuo Country’s borders and Lu Qing to Li State to investigate the truth of the matter.

Zhu Yu frowned a little more—was this a coincidence, or was someone hoping to stir up internal conflict?

Thinking of the various possibilities, Zhu Yu’s temples throbbed slightly with pain.

She had faced exceedingly bizarre and complex murder methods before, crime scenes that made her scalp tingle, but compared to the current situation, those seemed simpler and more straightforward.

Dead people never lie; how they died is all reflected in their bodies.

But the thoughts of the living are the hardest thing in the world to predict.

"Enough." Yan Daoxin slapped the table and stood up, looking as though he too was vexed by the current situation, "My head can’t handle all this chaos.

I need to go back, although I know the effects of Wind Ginseng and the Black Jade Button well, I’ve never handled these things personally, let alone used them, and as for Lai Jiao, this is the first I’ve heard of it.

These things mixed together, I can’t come up with an antidote right now, it will take some thought.

It’s a pity that Pang Centurion died so tragically, otherwise if he still had a breath left, I could have tested the medicine spirit on him to see if it worked."

"There will always be a solution to this matter," Lu Qing told him, "Tomorrow you won’t need to come with us to the camp. I’ll leave the Fu Lu with you, no matter what method you use, you must find a way to detoxify it.

Go back to your room now and get me the robe you usually wear when you go out to treat patients."

Knowing what Lu Qing had done before, Yan Daoxin had no doubt about this request, promptly agreed, and went back, quickly sending a light turquoise robe to Lu Qing, then he muttered to himself as he went back to his room to rest.

After sending Yan Daoxin away, Lu Qing saw Zhu Yu leaning one arm on the table, supporting her head, seeming thoughtful with her brows slightly furrowed.

"Right now you don’t have to think too much. To unravel the mystery, you must first find the start of the thread." He walked to the table, casually draping the robe over a chair, "However, this is also why I advised you earlier to show your abilities and investigate the case with me.

The tree wants to stand still, but the wind won’t cease.

No matter what I do or don’t do, or whether your father has ambitions to usurp the world, as long as someone wants to cause chaos and muddy the waters, no one can remain untouched.

You say your father has no ambition to swallow the world, nor do I.

If I had a choice, I would rather indulge in the landscape, but being in the middle of chaos, to live peacefully and freely, one must first help settle the world and ensure clarity."

Zhu Yu came back to her senses and nodded: "I understand now. There’s no pie falling from the sky; if you want to be a happy rice bug, you have to make your own nest first."

Hearing her words, Lu Qing realized he had misunderstood earlier: "Then why were you frowning just now?"

"Naturally, it’s about our situation.

This time Shuo Country got involved, clearly due to someone’s meticulous planning, it might be the first time, but it won’t be the last.

I was just thinking about what kind of result the other party ultimately wants, but what you just said prompted me.

There’s no point in thinking too far ahead now; the most important thing is to get through this hurdle first. Then it will be easier to figure out the opponent’s play." Zhu Yu rubbed her brow and murmured, "It’s not worth worrying about things that are not yet clear and getting wrinkles."

Her words didn’t escape Lu Qing’s ears, and hearing her mumbling this, he seemed affected by Zhu Yu’s positive mindset. The vertical lines between his brows loosened for a moment, and his eyes gained some warmth.

However, he didn’t say anything, just discussed the plan for the next day with Zhu Yu briefly and then let her go to rest early.

The next day, Zhu Yu got up early again. Just like the day before, she wore a black mask, and the rune standing guard outside was still in the same outfit.

Lu Qing had already gone outside alone to wait, and Zhu Yu promptly went downstairs to the post station courtyard, seeing Lu Qing already sitting high on horseback, paused for a moment.

Today, Lu Qing wasn’t dressed as the usual Golden-faced Imperial Censor but wore a veiled hat and the robe Yan Daoxin had brought over the day before.

Just like the first time she met Yan Daoxin, the light turquoise wide-sleeved style, covering the obvious muscular lines of his arms when he wore tight-sleeved attire, completely concealed the previous day’s overpowering might and killing aura, adding a bit of transcendent aura.

Sitting on horseback now, with the morning breeze blowing gently, the thin robe’s hem fluttered slightly in the wind, as if he could soar and go with the wind with just a little force.

At first, Zhu Yu thought that he and Yan Daoxin, as fellow disciples, had quite a significant difference in image and temperament.

But now that Lu Qing had changed his attire, suddenly he did have the air of a Taoist individual.