Chapter 65 Chapter 65 How can you know if it works if you don't try...

As night fell, Fu Huaiqing entered the Su Wang Mansion, followed by a few courtiers, led by Lin Yiqing.

The lights flickered in the quiet, silent palace, and besides the rustling of the breeze, only the sound of footsteps remained. Lin Yiqing and the others followed the man with solemn faces, their eyes filled with thought.

Suddenly, an arm rose up in front of him, blocking his way. Lin Yiqing frowned slightly and glanced sideways at Su Ci, who

had reached out to stop him. Su Ci raised his eyelids, indicating that he should look at the figure ahead.

Lin Yiqing followed his gaze and saw the Su Wang pause slightly, his eyes fixed on the Qinghe Courtyard. From that direction, the courtyard was serene and ethereal, with no other figures visible except the patrolling guards.

They knew exactly who the Su Wang was looking for.

Rumors abounded throughout the capital regarding a woman in the Su Wang Mansion.

Lin Yiqing and his close associates had recently been inquired about by a friend, wondering which noble lady it was. It seemed no one had previously heard of the Su Wang showing interest in any particular woman, yet suddenly, there was a new woman in the Su Wang Mansion.

It also seemed as if someone had deliberately spread the news, leading to all sorts of rumors circulating in the capital. However, this, in turn, overturned the previously held narrative about the Su Wang Qin Wan, and many people gradually accepted the truth of the rumors.

Lin Yiqing sighed, his daughter's eyes, red from recent tears, flashing before his eyes.

He had made attempts before, only to be rebuffed before he could even finish his words. If it were anyone else, he would have given it a try. However, the man before him was more than an emperor.

His affairs were not for others to meddle in.

Fu Huaiqing withdrew his gaze and strode briskly towards the study.

The study door was about to close when Lin Yiqing bowed. "I just went to the Dali Temple and heard that the Hezhou incident has been tentatively concluded. I heard the Dali Temple Minister mention that there was an assassination case in the capital not long ago, also related to this man. If he is allowed to remain in the capital now, he will probably cause unrest. He is from Xianyun Tower. I believe that the Baiding Tower, the Xianyun Tower's base in the capital, should be immediately sealed off and given seven days to hand over this man."

"There are many skilled people in Xianyun Tower. They know this man better. I think it will be more efficient than the Dali Temple trying to find a needle in a haystack." Su Ci's drooping eyelids slightly raised, looking at the indifferent man behind the desk.

He had been feeling something was amiss since he returned home a while ago. Fu Huaiqing had mentioned to him that Fang Tingzhi, who was deliberately planted in his home, was a spy within Xianyun Tower. A few days ago, he had been asked to bring Fang Tingzhi to accompany the young woman from Qinghe Courtyard. If they didn't know each other, there was no need for them to get to know each other, unless they knew each other from the beginning.

Combined with what Fu Huaiqing had said earlier, Su Ci had already concluded that Biezhi was also a member of Xianyun Tower.

Furthermore…

Fu Huaiqing knew Xianyun Tower like the back of his hand.

For Xianyun Tower to remain so resilient in the capital, they had all suspected the immense power behind it. Before Prince Su came to power, Su Ci had suspected the Xianyun Tower was the work of other relatives, but after he took power, Xianyun Tower continued to exist and grew even more powerful.

Su Ci had suspected many people, including Fu Huaiqing.

But when he looked at Prince Su, he could find no connection.

Fu Huaiqing's eyes, casually scanning the room from behind his desk, met Su Ci's hesitant gaze. The moment their eyes met, he could see what he was thinking.

Fu Huaiqing remained silent.

He glanced at Cheng Jin beside him and said, "You will personally lead the troops to seal off Xianyun Tower and hand over this person within seven days."

"Yes," Cheng Jin said without hesitation, immediately bowing and accepting the order, leaving the study.

"To be able to kill nearly a hundred people in one night, there must be someone behind the scenes helping them." Lin Yiqing frowned, his eyes full of worry. "If it were someone else, it would be fine, but if it were someone inside Xianyun Tower..." He pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Xianyun Tower cannot be left."

"It's not too late to investigate once we find the person," Su Ci objected.

Lin Yiqing frowned.

Su Ci said, "Most of the things that are difficult to expose are handled by Xianyun Tower. It's just a small spoiled child. Why mess up the whole thing?"

Hearing this, Lin Yiqing's slightly parted lips drooped.

What Su Ci said was indeed the truth.

Jiang Yue, listening to their conversation from the side, raised his eyelids slightly to glance at his silent master, his lips twitching.

It was midnight before Lin Yiqing and the others left.

After they left, Jiang Yue also left the study and ordered someone to bring in dinner.

The tightly closed study door was knocked again and pushed open.

Fu Huaiqing looked up and glanced at Jiang Yue who came in with a tray. The brush between his knuckles was stained with ink, and he slowly wrote down his approval, "Put it here."

Jiang Yue hesitated, and looked at the brown tonic in his hand with a complicated expression.

He pondered for a while and walked forward.

"Your Highness." Jiang Yue put down the tonic in his hand.

Fu Huaiqing frowned when he smelled the smell. He glanced sideways at the brown soup on the edge of the desk and raised his eyes.

With a slightly suspicious look, Jiang Yue remembered the scene outside just now. He was silent and said, "Miss Biezhi sent someone to deliver it."

Fu Huaiqing: "..."

In an instant, he understood what the tonic was.

He took a deep breath, "Who has been here today?"

Jiang Yue said, "The princess and Lord Xiao have been here."

Lord Xiao.

Xiao Ming.

Fu Huaiqing laughed angrily, his eyes fixed on the brown tonic, his stern eyes almost emitting fire, "Where is she?"

The moment the clear and gritted voice fell, the girl slightly peeked out from outside the door.

He caught a glimpse of her figure in his peripheral vision, and Fu Huaiqing looked back, only to see her holding the door frame with her palms, her body hidden outside the door. He leaned his head in and looked, her sparkling almond eyes like stars, twinkling.

She blinked, "Don't you want to drink it?"

Fu Huaiqing pursed his thin lips slightly, his eyes fixed on her, without saying a word.

His fiery eyes burned his other branches, and sweat broke out on his forehead. She smiled flatteringly, moved slowly into the study, and stood in front of the ice mirror.

She raised her chin, and her eyes passed over the pile of memorials to the tonic lying on the table.

God can see that she really is thinking about him!

Jiang Yue's eyes quickly swept over the two of them, and he silently retreated, not forgetting to close the door.

After the door closed, Bie Zhi, who was very considerate of the man's pride, finally spoke: "It's just a tonic, it won't hurt you."

Fu Huaiqing, who had been under suspicion for many days, felt a pulse throbbing on his forehead.

The veins on the back of his hand holding the pen bulged, and he asked word by word: "What tonic?" He asked

knowingly.

It was obvious that he had seen it, and yet he still had to say it himself. Bie Zhi curled her lips, not wanting to care about his fragile pride anymore. "It's a tonic for treating hidden illnesses, gentle and non-irritating. Men who use it all say it's good."

She wasn't sure whether it was gentle or not, but it was definitely irritating.

She was beginning to doubt whether Xiao Ming was lying when he said this recipe was mild. This tonic, brewed with deer antlers, bull whips, goat penises, and other tonic herbs, was enough to send a person into a state

of ecstasy. She'd only given him a few words, and he'd prescribed such a potent remedy.

It seemed he truly felt his so-called "friend" was failing.

Meeting the girl's gaze that said, "It's okay, I won't hold you back," Fu Huaiqing replied, "..."

He set down his pen and stood up.

Seeing this, Biezhi, who was standing next to the ice jar, hurriedly stepped back, hiding behind an ice jar the size of two people. "You're already twenty-five. If you don't get treatment, it will be too late." As she spoke, she observed Fu Huaiqing. Seeing the fire in his eyes almost leaping out, she thought for a moment, thinking that he was worried about others knowing, and hurriedly said, "I won't tell anyone that you can't do it."

Fu Huaiqing's face was extremely gloomy. He raised his palm and beckoned, "Come here."

"I won't." Biezhi was no fool. If she went over, she would be dead. She raised her chin and pointed at the tonic, "Drink it first."

"I don't have—"

"You obviously can't do it!"

Fu Huaiqing was so angry that smoke was about to come out of his forehead.

Biezhi still thought he was stubborn. He gave up the perfect time for treatment for those unnecessary egos.

She sighed deeply and advised him earnestly, "It's not advisable to hide your illness and avoid seeing a doctor, especially when it comes to this kind of thing. It will be recorded in history books and passed down through the ages. You don't want people

to talk about you a thousand years after your death, do you? Your descendants will—" Biezhi was silent for a moment, shook his head regretfully, and muttered, "It's no use, and there will never be any descendants." His clear voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for Fu Huaiqing to hear.

He closed his eyes slightly.

When he opened them again, he asked, "Are you sure you want me to drink it?"

"Of course." Biezhi heard a change in his tone and said excitedly, "How can I heal you without drinking it?"

Fu Huaiqing pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed coldly, saying, "You're finished."

Biezhi: "..."

Why are you repaying kindness with enmity for no reason?

Fu Huaiqing turned around, picked up the medicine, and stared at Biezhi, who had an expression of disbelief on her face. He drank the tonic slowly and calmly according to her face.

He drank up the medicine in the bowl, turned his wrist slightly and showed it to her.

Biezhi didn't expect that he would drink it so cleanly, without even a drop condensing, and looked at him meaningfully. She

had said so long ago, but pretended to refuse.

He drank it all up anyway.

Her eyes gradually showed some joy, "How is it, is it useful?"

Fu Huaiqing sneered.

Biezhi looked up and down suspiciously without getting a reply, but didn't see anything unusual.

After a short silence, she observed Fu Huaiqing's expression while walking forward cautiously. At a distance of several steps, the doubts in her eyes became more intense, and she looked at him in surprise.

Not to mention a reaction, how come he didn't even blush or his heart beat fast.

"It's okay." Biezhi patted his shoulder comfortingly and sighed, "If one pair doesn't work, we'll try ten. If ten pairs don't work, we'll try a hundred. It will definitely be fine."

Fu Huaiqing raised his palm slightly, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her closer.

Biezhi, whose mind was focused on whether to increase the dosage for the next dose, was pulled into the man's arms without paying attention. A crisp breath hit her face, like the biting ice on a cold day.

The worry in her eyes became even more intense.

After taking such a strong medicine, the breath was still so cold.

"I'll ask Lord Xiao to come and ask him tomorrow." She thought about it and felt that this was not a good idea. "We have to prescribe the right medicine for the right condition. How about you come with me to see Lord Xiao tomorrow?"

Fu Huaiqing's eyes dropped, and his voice was gloomy: "How do you know that one dose won't work."

Biezhi was stunned. She didn't expect him to be so stubborn even now.

She had evidence.

She couldn't help but lower her eyes, glanced at him quickly, and said: "You just can't do it."

After a long while, there was no sign.

Fu Huaiqing: "..."

He said word by word: "It takes time for it to take effect."

"No." Biezhi retorted, determined to correct his strong self-esteem, and counted the herbs in the tonic one by one for him, "With such a large dose, nosebleeds are the least of your worries, so don't hide it."

Fu Huaiqing smiled.

He looked at the righteous girl with stern eyes, grasped her palm and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Biezhi was stunned, and her body stumbled.

Fu Huaiqing did not stop, "Don't you want to see the evidence?"

Biezhi: "..."

Her cheeks flushed red.

She hurriedly stopped.

Fortunately, she was stronger than others. Biezhi grabbed Fu Huaiqing who was about to go to Qinghe Courtyard, shaking her head like a rattle, "I'm not, I didn't, don't slander me!"

She was just talking, she was not ready yet.

Fu Huaiqing's temples were throbbing violently, and it was obvious.

She was only responsible for lighting the fire, not for putting it out.

Oh, coward.

"If you don't try, how do you know if I can do it?" Fu Huaiqing asked in a hoarse voice.

The hoarse voice followed the evening breeze and slowly entered Biezhi's ears, with some teasing meaning. She subconsciously lowered her eyes and took a look.

After a moment, she quietly turned her eyes aside.

Oh, it really can work.

She is dead.