The Imperial Song – After I Bloom, A Hundred Flowers Die

Chapter 130: Being beaten to the punch by someone else

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They identified the suspect before Shen Xihe did. The person who did it was not from the acupuncture department, but a pharmacist from the School of Medicine, who was responsible for the planting, transplanting, and collection of medicinal materials in the city's medicine garden all year round.

"Mr. Bian, please leave quickly. They should be here soon." Master Pharmacist gave Bian Xianyi acupuncture hastily after giving her the last acupuncture.

Fortunately, they survived three times. Bian Xianyi was wary of changes, so on the night of the attack, she asked him to give her acupuncture first, regardless of the risk of leaving a root of the disease. Later, he used the transportation of medicinal materials to exchange the dead body with her, and gave her acupuncture again the next day, and today was the last time.

It was too fast, they knew it too fast, and he had no time to prepare more recuperation medicine for Bian Xianyi.

"Let's go together. If you fall into their hands, they won't let you go." Bian Xianyi's lips were pale and she grabbed his arm with her weak hands.

"Master Bian, I cannot go with you. I have been able to survive these years thanks to your grace in saving my life. I have been living secretly for several years. Please allow me to repay your grace today. If I don't send you away, I will not be at peace."

The herbalist opened a row of medicine cabinets. There was a secret compartment inside that could accommodate two people standing side by side. "I will wait outside now. I will drive the car and pretend to escape to lure them away. I'm afraid they have other tricks up their sleeves. You hide here. There are some dry food, water bags, and medicine. The herbal farmers will send some herbs over the next day. They will cover you out of the city."

"Ah Xi!" Bian Xianyi had no strength left and could only be pushed into the secret compartment without any resistance, watching Ah Xi close the medicine cabinet.

Ah Xi changed his clothes, ran to the back, jumped on the carriage, and drove it at full speed. He happened to pass by the people brought by Cui Jinbai. Cui Jinbai sent a few people to chase them, and he took the rest of the people into the medicine garden.

This is the imperial medicine garden. He came here today under the pretext of official business. He said to the guards, "We were chasing the wanted criminal just now and found him escaping into the medicine garden. I'll take a few people to check it out."

"Please, sir, but please be careful, medicinal herbs are precious." The guard made way but still gave a warning.

Cui Jinbai took people to search in person, but found nothing. After all, it was a medicine garden and no one could act rashly without a legitimate reason. The medicinal materials were delicate and could not be destroyed.

Cui Jinbai did not find Bian Xianyi in the medicine garden, but his men captured Ah Xi. He did not send the person to the Dali Temple, but directly tied him up privately and took him to the Princess's Mansion and handed him over to Shen Xihe.

"Lord Cui is worthy of being the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple. His investigation and search are beyond the reach of ordinary people." Shen Xihe sighed sincerely.

She thought she had spent a whole day figuring out Bian Xianyi, which was very fast. With the help of Xie Yunhuai, she finally found such a clue. She had just found this herbalist named A Xi, and before she asked Mo Yuan to investigate, Cui Jinbai had already arrested him.

In fact, she and Xiao Huayong were the only ones who guessed Bian Xianyi's plan. However, in terms of manpower, she was far behind Xiao Huayong, who had been building up his power for more than ten years.

"I have to be loyal to the people who trust me with my duty." Cui Jinbai answered seriously.

At this moment, Shen Xihe didn't have time to figure out who had entrusted Cui Jinbai with the task. She couldn't delay any longer. If she wasted another moment, Bian Xianyi would have one more chance to escape.

"Do you want to speak yourself, or do you want me to use psychedelic incense to pry your mouth open?" Shen Xihe looked indifferently at the gentle and thin-looking herbalist.