Transmigrating to Female Supremacy: Husbands, Don’t Be Too Outrageous

"Waiting outside the door."

At Ji Zhen's command, the guard's long sword flashed coldly, forcing the anxious coroner to retreat five steps away from the porch.

The coroner did not dare to act rashly. No matter how anxious he was, he could only fold his hands and wait. Fortunately, Ji Zhen came out soon. She rushed forward and said hurriedly:

"Your Highness, something bad has happened! The chief medicine man imprisoned downstairs seems to be dying!"

Ji Zhen paused, frowned, looked at the coroner and asked:

"The head of the medicine man? Who is he?"

The coroner scratched his head, trying to recall the appearance of the man lying in the dungeon, and gestured:

"He's the handsome guy. He hasn't spoken since he was captured, but the medicine men are very afraid of him. That guy called Jiang or something."

"Jiang Yan?"

"Oh! Yes, that's him!"

Ji Zhen's hurried steps paused in the courtyard. The late spring wind gently brushed over the willows against the wall, bringing warm air, but it froze in Ji Zhen's eyes.

Since Lin Jiahuai arrested Jiang Yan and the others and took them to Yin's office, she has never seen Jiang Yan again. She cannot interfere with Lin Jiahuai's interrogation, let alone influence her decision.

From Lin Jiahuai's interrogation, we can already get a glimpse of the fate of the medicine man, which is also within Ji Zhen's expectations. That includes Jiang Yan.

She and Lin Jiahuai held different attitudes on the matter of the drug man, but she didn't say it because the time was not right. The direction of this matter depended entirely on Ye Hui's antidote. If the antidote was not completed, it would be futile to say anything.

Ji Zhen looked back at the closed door of the guest room for a moment, and instructed the coroner:

"Stand here. If Lord Ye doesn't come out after a quarter of an hour, let the guards report it. She will know what to do."

"Your Highness, don't you want to go and see him?" the coroner suddenly asked.

She secretly glanced at Ji Zhen. She remembered very clearly that although Jiang Yan never spoke, every time Ji Zhen went to the dungeon, his eyes were always fixed on her. Those dark eyes glowed with a deep light in the darkness, which made her feel creepy.

And when Ji Zhen looked at him, he always lowered his head and hid in the corner, as if he had never existed.

She had wanted to tell Ji Zhen about this, but because of her status, she couldn't speak. This time she finally mustered up the courage to ask, but Ji Zhen just shook her head. She looked in the direction of the dungeon, sighed, and finally turned her back to her and left with her hands behind her back.

When Ji Zhen appeared in the court, Lin Jiahuai was interrogating the witch doctor from southern Xinjiang.

Seeing Ji Zhen appear, Lin Jiahuai immediately stood up and bowed to Ji Zhen politely.

"Your Highness."

"No need to be polite."

Ji Zhen quickly stepped forward, helped Lin Jiahuai up, and whispered in her ear:

"Her Highness is sleeping in the dungeon, and it seems that the poison has taken effect."

"how come......"

Lin Jiahuai was immediately anxious when he heard this, but Ji Zhen patted his hands gently and comforted him:

"It's okay. I have my own arrangements. Don't worry. I just told you about it."

Lin Jiahuai frowned and looked at Ji Zhen in silence. Ji Zhen nodded carefully, then turned to look at the Southern Xinjiang witch doctor and asked:

"Can you recruit?"

Lin Jiahuai motioned to the chief clerk beside him to show the confession to Ji Zhen, who took it and read it line by line. The paper was full of fragments, and there was no mention of the matter of refining medicine men and creating Sui Sui You. He could not help but get angry, and slapped the confession on the table. He narrowed his eyes and said coldly to the witch doctor kneeling in the hall:

"Keep your head up."

Miao Yi, who was kneeling in the hall, slowly raised his head and looked at Ji Zhen. The slanting sunlight passed through the narrow window of the torture hall and fell on his long black eyelashes, casting a shadow that covered his tall nose and plump, rosy lips.

Ji Zhen frowned. She had not expected that this witch doctor from southern Xinjiang had such a good face. No wonder he had bewitched Li Yuanzhen so much that he didn't even know he was poisoned.

Ji Zhen's gaze was like a knife, but when it met with Miao Yi's, Miao Yi's gaze did not flinch at all. He just looked at Ji Zhen quietly, and his calm appearance did not look like a prisoner at all.

"Miao Yi?"

Ji Zhen snorted coldly, but when Miao Yi called out his name, his eyes flickered and he lowered his eyes to look at his knees.

However, Ji Zhen did not allow him to dodge and asked directly:

"Tell me, why do you want to make a medicine man?"

Ji Zhen knew that in order to prevent any accidents, Lin Jiahuai had separated Miao Yi from the medicine men he had made. Now those medicine men were in the back hall, being watched over by Ye Feng, and he had no way to deny this.

However, Miao Yi's long black eyelashes flickered, and he denied it:

"I have never made any medicine man. I am just helping them cure their illnesses."

what?

Ji Zhen immediately looked at Lin Jiahuai, and Lin Jiahuai whispered in Ji Zhen's ear:

"This man is very cunning. No matter how I asked, he refused to admit that he was a pharmacist. He only said that he was helping those pharmacists to treat illnesses."

Ji Zhen's face turned even uglier after hearing this. She frowned and looked at Miao Yi coldly:

"Cure? I'm afraid they can live longer if you don't treat them. Could it be that those people you refined in the East Palace are also patients?"

Li Yuanzhen had told Ji Zhen that the medicine men around the witch doctor in southern Xinjiang were all invulnerable to swords and guns, and had no sense of pain or fear. As long as the witch doctor gave an order, even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, those medicine men would never stop. They were truly warriors.

But Ji Zhen thought those drugged people with blue faces, dull eyes and stiff behavior were like zombies, so she personally measured their pulses when she came. However, she found that although their heartbeats were slow, they were real.

But their cold body temperatures clearly told Ji Zhen that they were only a step away from death.

All of this was caused by this seemingly innocent man. But this man is now defending himself:

"Sir, please don't wrongly accuse me. I can prove that those people are just sick."

"Proof? How are you going to prove it?"

Ji Zhen's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he cast them on Miao Yi's face, but he turned his eyes away, looked at Lin Jiahuai and said:

“It only takes one person for the common people to prove themselves.”

Lin Jiahuai glanced at Ji Zhen and was a little hesitant for a moment.

Ji Zhen rarely saw Lin Jiahuai struggling to make a decision, so she asked directly:

"What are your concerns?"

"Those medicine men have martial arts skills. I had to bring dozens of people to suppress those four medicine men. If I let one out now, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble the people from the East Camp again. But if that happens, the three people in the prison may not be enough to guard them."

Li Jiahuai was full of concerns, but it aroused Ji Zhen's competitive spirit. She turned the finger blade on her hand and sneered:

"How can a mere medicine man have such power? Never mind, the case is more important. Just release one of them. Today, I want to see the power of that half-dead monster."