Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 470 - 469: Backlash

Zhu Yu agreed with these words.

She also didn’t know what Lu Zhang’s innate personality was like, perhaps even Lu Zhang himself wasn’t aware.

If Consort Zhao had lived long enough for Lu Zhang to grow up by her side, things might have been different. However, Consort Zhao also died early, and Lu Zhang ended up growing up under his maternal grandfather’s watchful eye.

Duke Yan’s intentions were something no one in the world could miss, and with his domineering personality, Lu Zhang was destined to become a little puppet in his presence. No matter what his original disposition might have been, it was not allowed by Duke Yan.

Looking at it this way, Lu Zhang indeed had a difficult time, experiencing a completely different kind of difficulty from Lu Qing and Lu Chao.

However, upon reconsideration, Zhu Yu swallowed back the sigh that had just emerged.

"I can’t see he had any lack of freedom in his actions," she muttered with a bit of defiance, humming, "When we returned from Qingshui County, all those solutions you wrote in the memorial ended up inexplicably becoming his credit. I saw that when he faced others’ praise...he seemed quite happy, showing no signs of difficulty or embarrassment.

Since he’s pasted others’ merits onto himself and enjoyed the glory that should have belonged to others, then all those things he couldn’t avoid are what he should endure; he’s already had much more leverage compared to others.

Furthermore, Duke Yan’s actions ultimately aimed to push him to a high position, and wasn’t this something he was happy to see succeed?

Everything in childhood could be explained away as lacking control, but once grown up, it was accepted with relish. There’s nothing more to say.

No matter what kind of collapse or backlash he faces in the future, I can’t muster a trace of sympathy."

"Speaking of backlash..." Lu Qing said to Zhu Yu, "Earlier, I had Yan Daoxin diagnose Lu Zhang’s pulse, and it was much like I suspected."

"So, does this make the matter more interesting, doesn’t it?" Zhu Yu found the situation indeed somewhat ironic, "Everyone thought themselves to be the sparrow, but in the end, they’re just cicadas with a row of mantises standing behind."

Lu Qing laughed at her words: "Until the last moment, who dares to say they are the sparrow?"

Zhu Yu sighed, reaching out to touch Lu Qing’s cheek: "What kind of days have you been living these years..."

No matter how busy or tired she was in the past, at least black was black, and white was white. Facts were as they were; corpses wouldn’t lie to her, nor engage in machinations or schemes. The only thing she needed to endure was physical fatigue.

But as for Lu Qing—his situation was fraught, surrounded on all sides, and his body marked with scars...it would take a tremendously resilient soul to endure it all!

"The past doesn’t matter; in the future, we’ll all live good days." Lu Qing smiled, placing the secret letter over the flame, instantly turning the already small paper into black ash, and then casually blowing out the candle, plunging the room back into darkness, "Sleep. Tomorrow morning, we should help Yan Daoxin’s ’straight hook and bait.’"

"I see that if things keep going like this, the medicine we brought before won’t last much longer."

"Hmm." Zhu Yu took a deep breath, calming her heart that had been made to race by the conversation, lay back down, hesitated for a moment before turning over to wrap her arms around Lu Qing’s waist, "We’ll be the sparrows, for sure!"

In the dark, Lu Qing’s chest shuddered slightly, then he made a sound of agreement: "Alright."

Zhu Yu didn’t sleep at first. Lu Qing’s words about not knowing until the last moment who the real sparrow was made her feel a bit tense, uncertain of what future challenges they might face.

However, upon further reflection, she felt this was not necessarily a bad thing.

The most frightening scenario would be one side becoming the target of all, being besieged by others.

In situations like now, where everyone was wrapped up in each other’s schemes, careful planning and strategic use of circumstances could be a way to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Thinking this way, her anxiety gradually subsided, and she closed her eyes, soon falling asleep.

Early the next morning when Zhu Yu awoke, there was already a bustling noise outside, and the corridors seemed to be filled with people.

Lu Qing was no longer present, so Zhu Yu quickly turned over and got up, dressed herself properly, opened the door, and saw Fu Lu standing at the entrance.

"Second Master, you’re awake!" Fu Lu greeted her aloud with a big grin in front of outsiders, "Were these people too noisy, waking you up? I told them several times to keep it down, but they wouldn’t listen!"

"No, I wasn’t disturbed, I woke up on my own." Zhu Yu waved it off, looking at the line extending from Yan Daoxin’s room door all the way down to the foot of the staircase, "Are these people here for medical treatment?"

"Indeed!" While having followed Lu Qing for a long time, Fu Lu could count on one hand the number of times he had seen Yan Daoxin treat patients. These past days, seeing more and more people every day, he couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder, "It’s been like this since early morning, already shooed away a wave. Even minor headaches and colds have people running for consultation.

By the way, Second Master, please head downstairs; the Master is waiting for you there, told me to bring you down for breakfast as soon as you woke up."

Seeing the densely packed stairway, Zhu Yu realized it wasn’t a situation she could easily navigate on her own, so she nodded, closed the room door, let Fu Lu lead the way, and followed him downstairs to find Lu Qing.

Thanks to Fu Lu’s towering and sturdy figure, with him in front, the crowd parted like a sea divided by a Water-Repelling Pearl, allowing Zhu Yu to follow easily without worrying about being jostled.

Downstairs, Lu Qing and Rune were sitting at a table far from the door, waiting for Zhu Yu.

The decision to sit away from the door was out of necessity, as those seeking Yan Daoxin’s medical expertise were queued up from the upper floor to outside the front door.

This spectacle surpassed even what Zhu Yu remembered from her first encounter with Yan Daoxin. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Before long, a young server brought them their breakfast.

Since Yan Daoxin became known as the "Divine Doctor," their meals had become more lavish.

As Zhu Yu ate, she observed the capital citizens near the door queueing for medicine, noticing that regardless of whether they actually seemed frail, they all had pale faces unlike what she’d imagined Fan Country people to be.

Suddenly, a figure caught her eye.