My Gentle and Pure Sect Leader Husband-Chapter 24 - Day of Wearing the Disguise

Yu Luocha’s appearance in Lin’an Prefecture was extraordinary, and Yan Hongyin had been outmaneuvered after crossing paths with him.

Moreover, it remained unclear how much Tianyi Divine Water was in Yu Luocha’s possession and what he intended to do with it. Combined with the discovery of Luocha Sect’s infiltration, Yan Hongyin hesitated in deep contemplation for a long time before finally writing a confidential letter. She used the most secretive urgent channel to send it to the capital.

Directly to the Emperor’s attention.

This move indeed risked revealing her whereabouts, but at this point, she couldn’t worry about much else.

If Yu Luocha merely intended to use the Tianyi Divine Water against martial arts factions, that would be tolerable. What Yan Hongyin feared now was whether Yu Luocha intended to involve himself in the princes’ succession struggle, and if the Tianyi Divine Water might possibly be used against the imperial family or even the Emperor himself.

Regarding the succession struggle, although Yan Hongyin had never participated, she had her own private intentions. If she could handle this matter properly, perhaps she could further deepen her Father Emperor’s trust in her, and possibly discover who the Emperor truly favored as his heir.

But there was one thing that left Yan Hongyin completely perplexed.

–That poisoned Hefang Shop assistant who was found skinned, beheaded, and hung on the fence of her backyard—why?

Xiang Ning didn’t know martial arts; even if she wanted revenge, she couldn’t have done this;

Han Mei had no deep grievances or other motives to do such things;

As for Yu Luocha… Yu Luocha had even less reason to bother with such an insignificant person.

Something was missing that prevented her from connecting the dots. Yan Hongyin simply set it aside, clearing the items from her desk before heading to the Bamboo Grove Courtyard.

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The sunshine was pleasant. Yan Hongyin examined the fresh medicinal herbs one by one, placing them in winnowing baskets to dry. Her fingers were stained with traces of soil, and her light nude-pink dress accentuated her snow-white skin and ethereal features.

Yu Luocha was nestled in a lounge chair with the medical book Yan Hongyin had been reading on his lap, surrounded by several sheets of Yan Hongyin’s handwritten prescriptions. He appeared drowsy and languid in the sunlight.

“Miss? Miss! Something terrible has happened—”

Lianqiao ran frantically into the bamboo grove, panting as she addressed the now-awakened Yu Luocha and Yan Hongyin, who had turned to look. “A wounded person has been brought to the front hall. The nanny asks you to come quickly!”

A wounded person who required her specific attention?

Yan Hongyin put down the herbs and took a nearby handkerchief to wipe her hands.

Yu Luocha asked with seeming casualness. “Who is it?”

Lianqiao, suspecting nothing, answered directly. “According to the yamen runners who brought him, it seems to be…a Jinyiwei?”

Yu Luocha’s eyes flickered.

Yan Hongyin’s hand-wiping motion froze.

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When Yan Hongyin arrived at the front hall, she found a crowd of onlookers packed around. With a cold face and stern voice, she commanded, “Zisu, immediately disperse all unrelated people. The medical hall will close for half a day. Lianqiao, bring the acupuncture kit.”

The two young maids, having found their backbone, quickly directed the attendants and servants to disperse the crowd.

Yan Hongyin stepped forward quickly, followed by Yu Luocha, who walked leisurely with a gentle expression.

The nanny exchanged a glance with Yan Hongyin, then shakily stood up and walked to Yu Luocha’s side.

Yu Luocha supported the nanny to sit down nearby, then smoothly sat down beside her.

Soon, the front hall quieted down, and by now Yan Hongyin had recognized the blood-covered, unconscious Jinyiwei youth who had been brought in.

Pressing her lips together as she quickly applied acupuncture to stop Ji Qing’s bleeding, Yan Hongyin asked without looking up, “How was he injured?”

The two men dressed as yamen runners who had brought Ji Qing hesitated before answering. “Well… we don’t know either. We brothers had just finished our shift and were about to get something to eat when we found this daren collapsed at the alley entrance. He was already like this when we found him. It has nothing to do with us…”

The other yamen runner added. “Recently, there have been too many unexplained deaths in Lin’an Prefecture. The common people are panicking—it’s chaotic! We recognized this daren’s identity tag and realized he was from the legendary Jinyiwei. Since we’re all in service, we couldn’t just ignore him, could we? That’s why we brought him here.”

The garrison and yamen runners of Lin’an Prefecture all knew that Yan Hong Hall had connections with the Jinyiwei. This wasn’t difficult to understand—for a dangerous profession like the Jinyiwei who lived on the edge of death, having a familiar medical hall was perfectly normal.

Yan Hongyin’s needles were steady, precise, and fast. By the time they finished speaking, she had already stopped the bleeding from Ji Qing’s wounds.

She looked up at the speaking yamen runner. “Jinyiwei identity tag?”

The runner pointed to Ji Qing’s chest. “Yes, right there. We put it back after checking it.”

Yan Hongyin retrieved a bronze identity tag from Ji Qing’s bosom. It had the three characters for “Jinyiwei” written on it, but the crude imitation was almost mocking the Jinyiwei.

The Jinyiwei dark envoys did indeed have identification items, but unlike the public Jinyiwei, they didn’t have identity tags with their names engraved on the back, as that would be a fatal exposure of identity for dark envoys.

Someone had attacked Ji Qing and deliberately guided the yamen runners to discover the severely wounded Ji Qing. They had placed a counterfeit Jinyiwei identity tag on Ji Qing, allowing the runners to confirm that Ji Qing was a Jinyiwei, thus saving the seriously injured Ji Qing and bringing him to Yan Hong Hall…

Yan Hong Hall!

Yan Hongyin’s hand trembled on Ji Qing’s pulse.

The attacker had spared Ji Qing’s life not out of mercy, nor had Ji Qing luckily escaped. It was deliberate bait—to discover who in Lin’an Prefecture was familiar with the Jinyiwei.

But the relationship between Yan Hong Hall and the Jinyiwei wasn’t a deeply hidden secret. Why…?

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Yan Hongyin stood up and went behind the medicine cabinet to take out a smooth porcelain bottle. She poured out a pill and placed it in Ji Qing’s mouth, using her internal energy to help him swallow. In just moments, Ji Qing’s breathing changed from weak to steady, and his pulse became much stronger.

Seeing this, the two yamen runners said, “Since Doctor Yan has taken over, we’ll take our leave now. This has delayed us quite a bit—if we return home late, our wives will be worried!”

“Thank you, brothers,” Yan Hongyin gave a slight curtsy and said, “If this daren wakes up and asks about this matter, I will certainly tell him the truth.”

“It’s nothing, nothing!”

Having unexpectedly earned the gratitude of an important person, the two yamen runners left with happy faces.

After they left, Yan Hongyin bent down again to check Ji Qing’s condition. The unconscious Ji Qing suddenly coughed violently and his eyelashes trembled as he opened his eyes. Upon recognizing Yan Hongyin beside him, he used all his strength to grasp the hem of her clothes and whispered faintly, “He is… is… looking…”

However, Ji Qing’s injuries were too severe. Before he could finish speaking, he fell unconscious again under the effect of the medicine.

He?

Looking for what?

Yan Hongyin stood frozen, suddenly feeling a chill down her spine.

Behind her, Yu Luocha, sitting beside the nanny with a kind expression, unhurriedly peeled a honey tangerine from the tray on the table and put a segment into his mouth.

–Found it.

Yu Luocha lowered her gaze, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes.

–This Lord’s…Jinyiwei Zhenfushi Wife.