Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 491 - 490: Childless [Bonus - for Monthly Votes]

The eunuchs hurriedly relayed the situation of King Fan to him, although to Zhu Yu and the others, it sounded like the five of them were competing to explain the matter, making it all seem incredibly chaotic. But King Fan seemed accustomed to this, neither finding it confusing nor annoying.

Zhu Yuhai noticed that the eunuch who had come to ask Yan Daoxin earlier, narrowly escaping a disaster without being sprayed with black blood, had taken advantage of wiping the bewildered King Fan to secretly smear plenty of black blood on his own clothes and face. Now, he appeared just like the others, looking both comical and pitiful.

This cunning move truly earns admiration. Zhu Yu secretly sighed that King Fan must have always been someone who valued appearances, so those around him are particularly adept at using this approach to deceive him.

After the few people chattered and jumbled their descriptions, King Fan somehow managed to understand the situation where he almost lost his life, and was utterly shocked for a while before he regained his composure. He quickly ordered seats for Yan Daoxin and the others and also had someone prepare fine tea and snacks with fruits.

These things seemed hard to find outside of Fanwang Mansion and were considered quite rare in Bhutan. It showed that after the life-threatening event, King Fan now looked at Yan Daoxin and the others with renewed respect.

However, after the tumultuous incident, with fruits and snacks laid out before them, Zhu Yu and the others had no appetite and didn’t even drink much tea, fearing there might be something off about it.

Though King Fan showed excessive warmth towards Yan Daoxin, smiling graciously, looking at the two women who had just been taken out dead was enough to realize that he was someone who only cared for his own interests, treating others’ lives as mere grass.

Therefore, it was hard to say whether King Fan’s intention was to show gratitude or to silence them.

Despite being fully awake, King Fan remained extremely weak, having vomited so much blood. Even a sturdy young man might find it hard to stand.

Thus, he could only have the eunuchs bring many cushions for him to lean on, barely maintaining a sitting posture.

He noticed that the people before him didn’t touch the food or tea, likely distrusting them, but acted as if he didn’t see anything amiss. After expressing gratitude, he said to Yan Daoxin, "I’m so grateful to the divine protection and heaven’s mercy today, which brought the Divine Doctor to my mansion at the right time. Otherwise, today might have been the anniversary of my death!

As the saying goes, help someone to the end, send them all the way. Since the Divine Doctor possesses such skill to pull me back from the gates of hell, why not stay a few more days to help prescribe more medicines to restore my health and accelerate my recovery?

I have always been clear about favors and grudges; saving my life, I will ensure you all enjoy wealth and honor."

"As a healer, with compassion, since I’ve helped detoxify you, I wouldn’t abandon you halfway," Yan Daoxin maintained his cold attitude with a touch of arrogance, "It’s not a problem to stay and continue prescribing medicines, but if the Prince would heed my advice, it’s best to find out as soon as possible what this so-called nourishing elixir crafted by High Priest Yishaen really is. Whether he’s intending to help you or harm you."

King Fan paused; apparently, the eunuchs had already conveyed Yan Daoxin’s opinion to him, yet seeing the situation, one side is someone he trusted for years, while the other is a newly acquainted Divine Doctor with some reputation and skill. His stance was apparent.

"There must be an evil person daring to use such insidious methods to plot against me; I certainly won’t let it rest." He didn’t directly refute Yan Daoxin, instead said, "I will get to the bottom of this matter, where exactly did it go wrong from the High Priest’s elixir to my mouth?

I want to see who dares have such audacity!"

Yan Daoxin looked at King Fan expressionlessly without responding.

No matter his attitude, since the other party was willing to help continue nursing him back to health, King Fan felt assured and had no energy to linger with them. He ordered accommodations for the five in Prince Mansion, providing a place for them to rest.

The five were arranged in a small side courtyard in the mansion’s inner quarters, completely equipped with a small kitchen, seemingly for Yan Daoxin’s convenience in preparing and brewing medicine.

This small side courtyard was far from King Fan’s sleeping quarters; Lu Qing and the others didn’t mind it, even found it convenient.

The eunuch who smeared his clothes and face with the black blood escorted them.

Nearing the small courtyard, Zhu Yu approached and asked, "How many sons does your Prince have? Why is it, with his serious health condition, none of the Princely Heirs or other children came to visit?"

Usually, the eunuch might not choose to answer such questions, but today, these few had distinguished themselves by bringing King Fan back from the brink, and given he narrowly escaped being covered in black vomit due to the Divine Doctor’s alert, his attitude towards them was different.

Though he later smeared himself to earn merit from the Prince, doing it himself didn’t compare to the surprise of being vomited on. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Young sir might not know," the eunuch considered Zhu Yu important to the Divine Doctor, courteously replying, "Our Prince... has no offspring.

Originally, he did, but they died young, not even reaching two years old, afterward the Prince fell ill, and although he regained health, he never had any children.

He usually favors a cousin’s nephew, but the High Priest claims that the nephew’s fate clashes with the Prince’s own, making one strong and the other weak. Thus, the Prince hardly summons him to the mansion, instead instructs him to study well outside, ready to formally adopt him and request the Holy Emperor to officially title him the Princely Heir when the High Priest decides the time is right.

Originally, the Prince felt weaker than before, often thinking once the High Priest emerged from seclusion, he’d have him gauge this matter and resolve it quickly. Unexpectedly, the High Priest’s emergence delayed, and today’s peril suggested these days once the Prince improves, the matter should be considered.

However, the Prince is sensitive to these topics, so refrain from mentioning them before him."