The name of the Divine Physician Luo was renowned throughout the Great Jin Dynasty. As soon as the news spread, many people rushed to ask the divine physician to see them and treat their illnesses.

In the more than ten years since the inn opened, it has never had such good business.

Especially the side rooms next to the Divine Doctor Luo, some of which have been sold for exorbitant prices.

However, Physician Luo was no ordinary person. He had been a registered physician in the Imperial Medical Bureau and had even entered the palace as a guest advisor to play chess with the late emperor.

Even in a place like the capital with many powerful families, such a person would not dare to easily use his power to oppress others.

Moreover, the matter had alarmed the government office, and there were armed constables guarding downstairs, so no one dared to act rashly.

Even so, Doctor Huang, who lived in the side room, was still extremely annoyed.

His biggest regret now is that he gave Doctor Luo a few pieces of bread before going to the capital.

In the end, isn't it him who suffers the most?

...

"Your Highness, I have seen the steward of the Marquis of Anyang's residence lingering outside the inn for a long time these past two days."

Today I also saw the carriage of the Marquis of Anyang's residence parked on another street.

After reporting the news, the Shadow Guard withdrew.

At this moment, Nineteen stepped forward and said, "Princess, the coroner has been found."

The Shadow Guard discovered that the coroner was a relative of the old Marquis of Anyang's wife. Although they were beyond the fifth degree of kinship, the coroner had been living a good life in recent years, residing in a large mansion and accompanied by beautiful concubines.

Even if he, a mere coroner, worked for a hundred or eighty years, he would never be able to live such a carefree life.

Lu Qiqi and Xuan Wenying sat under the pavilion, their faces turning pale upon hearing the news.

But this is definitely good news for them.

Lu Qiqi asked, "We previously sent the Shadow Guards to monitor the movements of the Marquis of Anyang's residence. How are things now? Have they gathered any information?"

When the nineteenth arrived, he had already questioned the Shadow Guards, but there was no news, so he answered truthfully.

Xuan Wenying hit the nail on the head: "Perhaps they have already forgotten about the coroner and are focusing all their attention on Doctor Luo."

Lu Qiqi deeply agreed, "Nineteen, find a way to spread the word and let the people of the Marquis of Anyang's mansion know about the coroner."

I refuse to believe they can sit still any longer.

Only when they lose their composure can the Shadow Guard gather more evidence.

...

The old lady's courtyard in the Marquis of Anyang's residence.

Madam Jia sat on the soft couch, the tea beside her had gone cold, but the teacup was not moved an inch.

Jia Zhenxian paced around the room countless times, finally exhausting the last bit of patience of Old Madam Jia.

"You lowly servant! If you dare wander off again, I'll break your legs!"

A sharp shout suddenly came from inside the room, startling the maidservant who was serving inside, who immediately knelt down.

Jia Zhenxian also shrank her neck and dared not move. After a while, she carefully moved to the edge of the low couch and sat down.

The room finally quieted down. Old Madam Jia held her Buddhist prayer beads in her hand and closed her eyes.

The room fell silent. The maid kneeling on the ground dared not even breathe loudly, for fear of being blamed and punished by her master if she made a mistake.

Fortunately, not long after, the butler, panting heavily, strode into the old lady's courtyard.

"May the old lady be well."

Upon hearing the butler's voice, Madam Jia slowly opened her eyes.

A pair of triangular eyes startled the already flustered butler.

Madam Jia looked down and glanced at the maids kneeling on the ground.

The butler immediately understood, "Everyone, get out. No one is to enter without prior notice."

Upon hearing this, the maids breathed a sigh of relief, quickly lowered their heads, and hurried out of the room, closing the door behind them.

Once the door was closed, the sandalwood could not disperse, and the fragrance inside the room was strong and pungent.

The housekeeper and Jia Zhenxian frowned slightly, and seeing that Madam Jia remained unmoved, they dared not utter a sound.

Jia Zhenxian's heart was in her throat. The moment she saw the steward, she wished she could rip out all the information he knew.

So she asked, "Has that legendary doctor really come to the capital?"

The steward nodded heavily. "This old servant has learned that the wife of the Marquis of Lin'an visited Physician Luo early yesterday morning."

"Just now, this old servant returned home and received news that the coroner from back then has suddenly disappeared."

Upon hearing this news, Jia Zhenxian immediately became restless. "What do you mean, 'disappeared'?"

The steward said, "A few days ago, General Xuan's daughter returned to Huating Prefecture, and shortly after that, the coroner disappeared without a trace."

Today, the coroner's son came to the Marquis's residence and reported the matter to this old servant.

Madam Jia paused in her fiddle with the prayer beads. "Where is the coroner's son now?"

The steward said, "This old servant will have someone settle him in and prepare to send him out of the capital tomorrow."

"No need."

In short, two out of the three did not understand the reasoning behind it.

The housekeeper and Jia Zhenxian turned their gazes to the person holding the Buddhist prayer beads.

A moment later, a detached voice rang out from inside the room.

“Give the coroner’s son one hundred taels of silver, and then arrange for someone to silence him after he leaves the city.”

The butler's eyes widened. "Does the old lady really intend to go to such lengths?"

Although they are not related to the Jia family by more than five degrees of kinship, they are still distant relatives! "Pleading for the coroner's son instantly touched the sore spot of Old Madam Jia.

She said, "What a woman's compassion! If you don't want him to die, you can take his place!"

Upon hearing this, the butler dared not utter another word.

Although he is a member of the Jia family, he now has to rely on Old Madam Jia to make a living.

He couldn't bring himself to die for someone else!

Only after the housekeeper left did Jia Zhenxian dare to speak.

"Mother, what should we do? If the Marquis finds out about this, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Old Madam Jia looked at her sharply, but her tone remained calm and even, "You two love to act, it's none of my business and I don't want to interfere."

You dared to slash Chen Wenjun's face with your own hands back then, yet now you're playing the fool right under my nose. Do you think I've lost my mind and become old?

Upon hearing that the events of that year had been exposed, Jia Zhenxian immediately knelt on the ground, saying, "Your daughter-in-law wouldn't dare."

Madam Jia glanced at her indifferently, "Your husband sent people to intercept your marriage back then, just to bring you into our family."

It seems you two are truly a match made in heaven!

Don't worry, if I can see it, how could my son not know it?

If you two can act like this for a lifetime, then you must have some skill.

The last sentence was full of sarcasm, but Jia Zhenxian dared not utter a sound.

For twenty years, she had always been obedient to Madam Jia; otherwise, she wouldn't even know how she died at her hands!