Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince-Chapter 368: Wouldn’t It Be Good to Make Them Come Without Return?

Chapter 368: Chapter 368: Wouldn’t It Be Good to Make Them Come Without Return?

Qi Yu dragged him a few steps down the stairs before she turned her back, stealthily took out several packets of medicinal powder from her space, and handed them to him, saying, "This is a kind of powder that can cause an intense itching sensation all over the body when sprinkled into water, and make those people suffer for a while."

This was something Mo Qingshan had left her before he departed, mentioning although it wasn’t a deadly poison, it could still save lives in critical moments.

And now, such a time had come.

Scattering poison powder in the water was too risky due to its strong side effects, and it could be troublesome if she got it on herself.

Better to spread some itching powder and let those nefarious assassins endure the torment.

Li Mingjue received the powder and went upstairs to instruct Shiqi on where to sprinkle it around where the assassins were hidden.

Shiqi, grasping the packets of powder, slightly trembled in his hands.

Only their Princess could come up with such a malicious strategy.

He tied a rope around himself, securing one end firmly before harnessing the power of his Qinggong abilities to leap towards the lake’s surface, lightly touching the water with the tips of his toes, drawing the assassins out before scattering the powder on them.

This kind of powder would cause unendurable itching upon contact, so he was extremely careful when dispensing it.

He even chose to do it downwind, letting the powder drift with the breeze.

Soon, the approaching assassins were quickly stricken with an itching that made them flail about in the water, looking like a bunch of shrimp tossed into a pot.

It didn’t take long for the assassins to become overwhelmed, their efforts to cling to the side of the boat ceasing as they scratched themselves relentlessly.

According to Mo Qingshan, the sensation of the itching powder was "like having ten thousand ants crawling all over your body."

After the boat stopped rocking, Qi Yu walked to the edge of the boat, leaned out, and glanced down.

The assassins, for the sake of agility in the water, were bare-chested.

At that moment, their bodies were scratched raw, and they emitted continuous groans of agony.

After Shiqi had sprinkled the powder in all the areas frequented by the assassins, he climbed back up the rope onto the boat to report.

Qi Yu praised him and quickly urged him to change into clean clothes.

Shen Xiheng also poked his head out to look and saw dozens of pale figures thrashing in the water, scratching their upper bodies in visible agony.

The sight was, it must be said, somewhat eye-watering.

He shook his head and sighed, then said to Cailin, "See? This is what happens to those who cross the Princess."

As a General who had fought on the battlefields, Cailin had never witnessed such a scene; seeing the agonized expressions of those people, he felt itchy himself, shivered, and expressed empathetically, "Truly a plight of not being able to live nor die."

Zhou Hong, however, was not as sentimental. Seeing that the men could no longer commit mischief, he turned to Li Mingjue and said, "Prince, this is an ideal opportunity to shoot down the assassins."

Li Mingjue commanded with a somber tone, "Shoot to kill at once, not a single survivor!"

Zhou Hong took the order, and soon, the imperial guard waiting by the boat’s edge used their bows and arrows to execute all of the flailing assassins in the water, leaving none alive.

With the crisis resolved so neatly, Qi Yu finally sighed in relief.

On another boat, Lou Qingming and Song Ling also stood at the edge, watching the miserable state of the assassins.

The two were far less interested in the assassins than in the packets of powder; learning that it was Mo Qingshan’s handiwork, they nodded in understanding.

Lou Qingming laughed softly, "I never thought that resolving these troublesome assassins would only require a few packets of itching powder."

Song Ling echoed in agreement, "Indeed, it seems that studying medicine serves not only to heal and save lives but also for self-defense."

The two exchanged a smile, and noticing that the wind had picked up on the lake, they returned to the cabin.

After escaping two waves of assassins, the remaining days were calm and uneventful.

Ten days later, the ship docked at a port outside Qingzhou City.

Those who had been drifting on the ship for nearly a month disembarked, each letting out a sigh of relief.

We have finally arrived!

However, the Imperial Physicians did not feel any relief because before them lay a more formidable trouble.

While on the ship, Lou Qingming had discussed with the many Imperial Physicians, as well as Song Ling and Chen Shi, some methods to deal with the plague in Qingzhou.

But no matter how much they had thought, it was never as strong as seeing with their own eyes.

As soon as the city gate opened, their eyes were met with decaying corpses and an unbearable stench.

Thankfully, everyone had already covered their noses and mouths with cloth in advance, so they weren’t overwhelmed by the suffocating smell of decay.

Still, the tragic scene in the city was frightening.

Along the way, corpses were everywhere, with hardly a few living souls to be seen.

Qi Yu knitted her brows, having already cursed Li Ming’an and the inactive Qingzhou government official Gu You thousands of times in her heart.

At this moment, Gu You was pacing anxiously within the government office.

More than a month ago, he had received news that the Emperor had already learned about the plague in Qingzhou and had even dispatched Prince Qi and Shen Xiheng.

Upon hearing this news, he had been restless day and night.

But this matter was of great importance, and he simply could not bluff his way through, only able to seek help from Li Ming’an.

Li Ming’an was even more reckless than him, and upon hearing this, just sneered, "What’s there to fear? Just make sure they never return."

Although Qingzhou was far from the Emperor’s reach, such words still sent chills down Gu You’s spine.

"That is Prince Qi and an ambassador personally appointed by the Emperor; if anything happens to them in Qingzhou, how could the Emperor ever let us off the hook?" Ever since Li Ming’an had come to Qingzhou, there wasn’t a day when Gu You wasn’t on tenterhooks.

Li Ming’an could act recklessly and irresponsibly, but Gu You could not.

Gu You only wished to keep his official’s hat securely on his head, and that would be the best outcome, but now Qingzhou had fallen into a veritable hell on earth, how could he, the parental official of Qingzhou, possibly escape responsibility?

He thought it over and had no choice but to do as Li Ming’an had said.

Yet Qingzhou had no military forces, and they had no peerless experts at their disposal, so how could they kill Prince Qi?

Li Ming’an, unconcerned, waved his hand, "You need not worry about this matter, I have my own ways."

Upon hearing this, Gu You’s heart could not stop pounding for a moment.

After having dealt with him for so long, how could he not know what kind of person this lord was?

It would be a miracle to feel at ease!

Yet he did not dare to question what good solution Li Ming’an had thought of, meekly replying, "Then this officer shall wait for Prince’s news."

Later, he learned that Li Ming’an had made contact with people in the capital city and sent several waves of assassins to kill Prince Qi and his entourage on the ship.

Gu You anxiously waited for some time, with no news coming to him.

Now, he was unable to sit still any longer and thought of seeking out Li Ming’an.

But before he even left the door, someone came to report: "My lord, Prince Qi and Imperial Physician Shen have arrived!"

Upon hearing this sentence, Gu You’s vision went dark.

He hurriedly instructed his confidant, "Go and invite Prince An to come here at once!"

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