Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 259 - 258: Heading to the Passes

In another part of Prince Shuo Mansion, in Li Garden, Zhu Yu and the others were also busy.

"Are you sure this method will work? We don’t want it coming out as blood jelly from the gourd, that would be awkward!" Zhu Yu looked at Yan Daoxin, who was commanding the runes and talisman to help inject chicken blood into his medicinal gourd, and asked somewhat uneasily.

Zhu Cheng came to Li Garden with them as soon as he returned in the afternoon and talked about the upcoming plans.

What he said to Right Chief Historian Yang Chengxuan about focusing on weapon forging was certainly a lie.

If things were already at this stage and he was still thinking only about casting swords, then all the years Zhu Cheng spent as Prince Shuo would have been wasted.

He planned to take his personal guards to secretly inspect various passes, and asked Lu Qing and Zhu Yu if they wanted to go along.

Zhu Yu and the others naturally agreed immediately, even Yan Daoxin half-heartedly expressed the desire to accompany, as Zhu Cheng’s medication must not be stopped.

This remark made Zhu Cheng glance at Zhu Yu’s wrist, but since there was still a lot to secretly instruct, he didn’t linger long and left without saying anything further.

Zhu Cheng could leave without saying a word, but Zhu Yu and the others couldn’t go unprepared.

Since Yan Daoxin brought up the daily medicine for Zhu Cheng, then the act must be completed, and Zhu Yu’s wound had been cut, lacking follow-up would waste previous efforts.

Outside, it wouldn’t be easy to stealthily kill a chicken for fresh blood, so they had to prepare in advance.

If it were earlier, Zhu Yu had many ways to keep the chicken blood from coagulating for several days.

But times have changed, and now she had no means at all.

Yan Daoxin disliked the dirty work of pouring chicken blood into the gourd, refused to touch it, and stood aside watching. Hearing Zhu Yu’s worries, he shrugged, "Don’t worry, I still have these skills, I guarantee it will pour out like it’s fresh!

If the blood jelly does come out, I’ll hunt a wolf on the mountain and re-bleed it for you alone.

Me! Yan Daoxin, the world-renowned Divine Doctor!

Don’t let that boy lead you astray, don’t treat me as worthless like him!"

Since he said so, Zhu Yu naturally chose to trust him, watching the rune and talisman’s two brothers fill the gourd with chicken blood, wipe the outside clean. Only then did Yan Daoxin reach out and take it, pulled out a prepared package of medicinal powder from his bosom, mixed it in, sealed the gourd, and carefully shook it to blend.

"Without your help to prepare this medicine, how long can my father last?" Zhu Yu finally had a chance to ask Yan Daoxin carefully. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Yan Daoxin scratched his head, "Honestly... he can last quite a while. The poison your father is afflicted with won’t take his life quickly, but will imperceptibly weaken him, and eventually muddle his mind, dying silently.

How should I say this... it’s not vicious, but insidious!"

Zhu Yu and Lu Qing exchanged a look and roughly guessed Pang Family’s intentions.

It’s nothing more than initially supporting and binding Zhu Jie, unknowingly making him their puppet, then letting Zhu Cheng die silently, especially during those last days when he’s confused and won’t do anything beyond Pang Family’s control.

By that time, after years of private maneuvering, Zhu Cheng would be dead, Zhu Jie a "person of little influence," a nominal Prince Shuo, it would only be a matter of time before Pang Family steps out from behind the scenes.

"Your father is smart in one aspect," Lu Qing sighed, "At least he still has a group of personal soldiers who only listen to him, temporarily still solid and haven’t found a channel for Pang Family to infiltrate, otherwise wanting to secretly handle Shuo Country’s pass affairs would be impossible."

"What about Yan Shu?" Zhu Yu calculated in her mind how many days they’d be out for, and after confirming there were no other plans needed, remembered to ask about Yan Shu, "Who will stay behind?"

"Fu Lu." Lu Qing immediately decided.

Fu Lu’s face instantly turned miserable, pitifully looking at Lu Qing, "Master..."

"Don’t plead, Master has to leave you behind." Fu Wen couldn’t help but laugh, waved at his brother, "Look at your own build and you’ll understand.

This time, Prince Shuo only plans to take his personal soldiers out, the action must be secretive.

Not to mention personal soldiers, in the entire Shuo Country, how many are as tall and strong as you?

If I were left behind and you taken out, Master and the others wouldn’t dream of acting discreetly!"

Understanding the logic in his brother’s words, Fu Lu could only sigh miserably, muttering, "Had I known it’d be like this, I’d rather starve to death as a child than eat a bite more!

What’s the point of growing so big, only to trap myself in the courtyard..."

Zhu Yu was amused by his reaction, patting his shoulder, "Once there’s nothing much to do, I’ll take you out to wander! With you by my side, I’ll dare walk tall wherever I go!"

Hearing this Fu Lu grinned, then felt inappropriate afterward, quickly waving his hands, "Mistress, those words aren’t right, even without me by your side, with Master you can walk tall everywhere!"

Yan Shu, upon learning Zhu Yu and the others would be away for several days, while she had to stay home to recuperate, felt somewhat lonely, but didn’t overly express it. After the last conversation with Zhu Yu, she’d already set her mind not to dwell on returning to Jie Country, worrying if Jie King couldn’t help her separate from Lu Zhang, how would things end.

She just wanted to heal quickly, so under Zhu Yu’s arrangement, she could hurry back, avoiding implicating her father and Jie country citizens due to her momentary recklessness.

Yan Daoxin didn’t forget Yan Shu’s injury either, specifically leaving the prescription with Fu Lu, monitored his decoction preparation for internal medicine, also left ointment for external application with Yan Shu, instructing her to apply it daily to speed up healing.

Thus, everyone prepared in their own way and settled early to rest.

The next morning, Lu Qing got up early, first applying fake skin to himself and Zhu Yu, then also disguising Yan Daoxin, who was going with them.

Yan Daoxin, since childhood only interested in basic self-defense, solely immersed in studying medicine, lacked interest in other things, didn’t know how to disguise with fake skin.

Yet his appearance was overly handsome, drawing attention everywhere he went, even without mentioning the Divine Doctor status. Going along with Zhu Cheng this time on inspections, he couldn’t walk around with that face, no matter what.

The four dressed in coarse cloth garments Zhu Cheng sent them the previous day, looking like small vendors returning from trips, and made their way to the mansion’s back gate, where Zhu Cheng had already arranged for horses to be waiting.