Seeing that the doctor was about to leave, Qin Su immediately had someone stop him.

The doctor, thinking she was up to something, asked fearfully, "What...what do you want to do?"

"I am the best doctor in Shacheng, you can't do anything to me."

Qin Su: "..." Do I look so fierce that I'm so scary?

Qin Su explained, "Doctor, you misunderstand. I just wanted to ask if there was any way to delay it." Even going to see the imperial physician would take time.

And it's uncertain whether the imperial physicians are capable.

"It's possible, but it can only last for half a month at most."

Qin Su felt a headache coming on. Half a month... how could that be enough time?

It would take at least ten days to travel from Shacheng to Kyoto, and even at the fastest pace, a round trip would take half a month.

It's too late, there's simply not enough time.

"Does the doctor know of any legendary healers in the martial arts world?"

They say there are hidden masters among ordinary people; who knows, there might really be some.

We'll prepare for both possibilities when the time comes.

“Yes, there is. But his whereabouts are unpredictable, and although his medical skills are superb, I’ve heard he has an eccentric personality. In the martial arts world, he’s known as ‘The Poison Master Luo’.” He seemed to remember something and added, “There’s an auction at the black market tomorrow night. Madam could go and take a look; you might get some news about the Poison Master Luo.”

Qin Su frowned. "Wasn't the auction already over?"

The doctor said, "I'm also puzzled. The black market used to hold auctions whenever they said they would, so I don't know why it's been delayed this time."

Qin Su didn't dwell on why there was a delay, since it wasn't really her concern anyway.

"Please prescribe medication to delay the onset of symptoms, doctor."

The doctor nodded. He had been practicing medicine for many years. Although he didn't know exactly what kind of poison it was, he could still get a general idea. A complete cure was impossible, but delaying the onset of the symptoms was still possible.

Not long after, Zhuang Heyu came again, just to talk to her about the auction. He didn't leave after talking, and kept cautiously looking at Yu Shuo.

Yu Shuo was very quiet in front of others, his handsome face was tense, and he did not seem to have reverted to the intelligence of a child.

Zhuang Heyu wanted to ask Qin Su if she had made a mistake, or if Yu Shuo was actually alright, but he didn't dare to ask.

He was already very satisfied to be able to see the God of War up close.

"Is there anything else?" Qin Su asked him, amused, having noticed all his little actions.

Zhuang Heyu quickly shook his head and looked away, "I... I'll leave right away, I'll leave right away."

"etc."

Qin Su called out to him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhuang Heyu quickly turned around and asked with a smile, "What are your orders, Madam?"

Qin Su found his fawning attitude amusing; he hadn't treated her this way before.

With Yu Shuo around, he made a complete 180-degree turn.

"Investigate someone for me. The second person I mentioned earlier is no longer valid."

Zhuang Heyu nodded without asking any further questions.

"Investigate Luo Zhidao. Have you heard of him?"

"I've heard of it." Zhuang Heyu was a storyteller; what news in the martial arts world didn't he know? He usually dealt with all sorts of people, so he was bound to hear some things, though he might not know them in great detail.

"This man's whereabouts are unpredictable, and his personality is even more eccentric. What does Madam want with him?" He asked subconsciously, but then suddenly thought of Yu Shuo and immediately shut up.

Why did he ask such a stupid question?

His Highness Prince Chen needs to see a physician in his current condition.

"I will do my best to investigate."

"We're friends, there's no need to be so formal."

Zhuang Heyu looked at Yu Shuo again, but Yu Shuo either stared straight ahead or rested his chin on his hand while looking at Qin Su, never giving him a single glance from beginning to end.

"yes."

At the same time, Qin Su asked Dengyue Tower to keep an eye on things.

Qin Su went to see Prince Tuoba again. His wounds had been treated, but his complexion hadn't improved much, and his lips were still deathly pale.

Qin Su covered her head, how was she going to explain this? If Prince Tuoba was really gone, the chances of Quegu and Da'an going to war were extremely high.

If the Yuehai Kingdom is still eyeing us covetously, and something else happens in Quegu, it could cause a huge mess.

Emperor Mingyang sent Yu Shuo because he did not want the two countries to go to war.

Qin Su couldn't sleep because of this, so after settling Yu Shuo to bed, she went to the next room. This was, after all, an inn, and they couldn't properly detain that spy.

"Madam?" Chongyang was somewhat surprised to see Qin Su arrive at this time.

"You go and keep watch over Ziyu, I'll interrogate him."

Chongyang nodded, summoned a bodyguard to follow Qin Su, and then left.

The guard kicked the unconscious spy, waking him up. He first glanced at the guard he had spent many days with, then disdainfully looked away and met Qin Su's eyes.

His dislocated jaw made it difficult for him to speak, and he had no intention of forcing himself to speak.

But he clearly didn't realize he was a prisoner. Qin Su sat down on the chair that the guards had dragged over and said to him, "Are you going to confess on your own, or suffer a bit before you confess?"

He turned his head with great pride, clearly unwilling to give in.

Qin Su knew that simple physical pain would be useless against these secret guards, and of course, this spy might also be a suicide soldier.

"You're a spy from the Yuehai Kingdom, right? Let me guess which prince's man you are." Qin Su pondered for a moment, "The Third Prince, perhaps?"

He stared at Qin Su, his eyes filled with hatred.

"You hate me? Because of Kang Lin?"

Kang Lin was the only one who had made recent contact with the Yuehai Kingdom.

"You used to be Kang Lin's subordinate?"

The spy remained silent.

What kind of poison was on the hidden weapon?

Silence remained.

Qin Su sneered. She walked over and kicked the man over, stomping her boot hard on his chest. "Don't think that just because you don't say anything I can't do anything about it. You can face death so calmly, I wonder if your family can face it just as calmly."

A cold laugh escaped the man's throat.

These assassins were all bought off; they had long since forgotten who their biological parents were, so why would they care?

Qin Su could naturally tell that he genuinely didn't care.

When someone has no leverage over you, that's when you're at your wit's end.

If this were Kyoto, Qin Su might have some ideas, but this is Shacheng.

As they stepped out of the room, the guard asked in a low voice, "Madam, are we just going to let it go like this?"

Letting it go like this is too lenient on that person.

"How could that be? Have the Lunar Landing Tower find a completely dark room."

The guards didn't understand why Qin Su wanted this kind of room, but that wasn't their question. They were only responsible for following orders; they were just a tool.

"And you have to make sure there's not a sound if no one is talking in the room."

"yes."

Physical pain is useless against assassins, but what about the mental torture in a completely enclosed space?

Qin Su didn't believe anyone could withstand such torment.

As for why she thought of such a torturous method, it was entirely because Qin Su had fallen into a cave when she was a child. The depths of that cave were completely dark and silent.

The unknown fear engulfed her completely, and she nearly collapsed within two days. Fortunately, someone found her.

Qin Su couldn't help but feel a touch of nostalgia when she thought of her playmates from that time.

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[P.S.: I looked it up and found that you can speak even with a dislocated jaw, it's just quite difficult.]