The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 2738: Chapter 2738: The Role of the Herbalist (4)

Gu Qingheng seriously sniffed that scent, then slowly reported the herbs he smelled: ”Ginseng, snow lotus, polygonum multiflorum, lingzhi...” His eyes were getting more and more shocked.

Yang Ruxin sighed, ”Isn’t it amazing?”

”Why would someone cultivate such herbalists?”

Yang Ruxin stroked her chin and paced back and forth twice: ”Flame’s alchemists are for warfare, but if my guess is correct, this person’s herbalists are for healing or...”

Gu Qingheng’s eyes suddenly widened.

Immortality!

This thought caused their expressions to subtly change.

Throughout history, it’s almost always the Emperor who seeks immortality; from Emperor Qin Shi Huang searching for the Elixir of Immortality to later emperors practicing alchemy and ascension, history books document plenty, with many dying from elixirs, like several Tang Dynasty emperors, including Emperor Mu and Emperor Xian, as well as the most famous Ming Dynasty Emperor Zhu Houcong, known as Emperor Jiajing, and Ming Guangzong Zhu Changluo, which led to the notable historical ”Red Pill Case.”

However, this era diverged before reaching the Ming Dynasty, so bringing the topic back, even though herbalists like Chai Shu aren’t elixirs, their purpose should be the same.

But was Emperor Xuanjing really the one behind it?

Yang Ruxin couldn’t believe it, because she had been around the Emperor many times; if he truly consumed such human blood, she wouldn’t have failed to notice.

However, neither dared to jump to conclusions, as this was no trivial matter, requiring evidence to be sought.

In a certain villa in the suburbs of Haijin City, a chaos erupted due to a missing person. More importantly, none of those who went searching returned, and later, all their bodies were found by the Hucheng River in Haijin City.

Oddly, no one reported the deaths.

The Manager escorting them turned pale with fright but dared not delay, heading to Beijing overnight.

”Useless!” Somewhere in Beijing, upon receiving the news, someone furiously smashed everything in the room to pieces, ”Go search, or you’ll all be dead if you can’t find them.”

An uproar ensued in the dark.

Neither Gu Qingheng nor Yang Ruxin are the type to overthink. Unable to get answers temporarily, they decided not to dwell, prioritizing sleep above all.

The two hadn’t met for a while, describing them as kindling flames wouldn’t be an exaggeration, yet someone interrupted.

”Prince, you’re truly idle, aren’t you?” Yang Ruxin, seeing someone coming in the middle of the night, showed clear displeasure, ”Don’t you know disrupting others’ business leads to bad luck?”

”If the Prince lacks a valid reason, don’t blame me, Gu Qingheng, for insubordination.” Gu Qingheng gritted his teeth, ready to rush ahead, only to be abruptly dragged out, driving anyone mad.

Qi Jingyun inexplicably felt quite good yet dared not joke, quickly straightening his face: ”You took my inn’s room but didn’t stay; isn’t that too wasteful?”

”We paid with silver; whether we stay or not is none of your concern.”

”Alright.” Qi Jingyun sat down, looking at Gu Qingheng, ”Many died by the Hucheng River.”

”When people die, report to the authorities for investigation.” Gu Qingheng slightly raised his eyebrows, ”What brings you to our room?”

”Among them, four were poisoned, with marks from snake fangs on their bodies.”