"Miss Lu, what's going on with Cheng'er? His grandfather, despite being a renowned physician, couldn't diagnose anything!"
Old Madam Fu glared at her husband.
Physician Fu didn't expect his medical skills to be scorned by his old wife.
But he didn't know where to begin, so he could only shake his head helplessly.
Fu Shun and his wife also looked at Lu Zhaoling; they, too, wanted to know what was happening.
"My father suddenly took away a root carving from Cheng'er's room earlier..." Fu Shun said.
"Indeed, that root carving caused the trouble."
Lu Zhaoling pointed to the root carving on the ground, "If I'm not mistaken, this root carving is actually a funerary object."
At this, the Fu family members' faces all changed dramatically.
"What?!"
They suddenly looked at the object wrapped in black cloth and took two steps back.
"Moreover, the tomb owner likely died of illness."
Lu Zhaoling added calmly, as if stabbing the Fu family members' hearts again.
Old Madam Fu swayed, her face turning pale.
"Didn't Cheng'er say he picked it up in the ditch?" Fu Shun's voice also trembled slightly.
"You can send someone to investigate if a grave upstream of that ditch has been washed open," Lu Zhaoling said.
"Then, should we send this root carving back?" Yao Lin's thoughts immediately raced, her hands growing cold. "Is this the tomb owner's revenge? If we don't send it back, will he not rest?"
As she spoke, she terrified herself.
Wouldn't that mean Cheng'er might still be in danger?
Lu Zhaoling looked at her in surprise, "Madam Fu, why would you think that? Where are there ghosts in this world? It's just tainted with death qi. As long as Fu Cheng didn't dig up that grave, it's not his responsibility. He was just unlucky to pick up something he shouldn't have."
The Fu family members had already begun a series of "ghost stories," but she abruptly cut them off with a single sentence.
The family looked somewhat bewildered.
No ghosts in the world?
Then what was that move Miss Lu just performed?
Old Madam Fu looked at Lu Zhaoling's relaxed demeanor and couldn't help but laugh.
The more she looked, the more she liked this young girl.
"Then this root carving..."
"I don't have anything suitable there, so I brought it. You prepare a brazier, and I'll burn it."
Just a brazier?
Well, mainly it required a lot of charcoal, and Lu Zhaoling was dirt poor, having nothing, and too lazy to haggle with Madam Lu.
The Fu family quickly prepared the brazier, and Lu Zhaoling placed the root carving into it.
But the fire wouldn't burn fiercely, and thick black smoke wafted from the root carving. Even before it started burning, everyone already smelled a hint of putrid odor.
"Will this even burn?"
Lu Zhaoling had already asked them to keep their distance.
She stood by the brazier herself.
The Fu family was somewhat worried about her, wondering if there would be any danger.
Then they saw Lu Zhaoling step forward and draw a line with her finger.
A drop of blood from her fingertip dripped into the brazier.
Instantly, the fire blazed fiercely, spewing flames half a person high, engulfing the root carving.
The black smoke grew thicker, but Lu Zhaoling gently waved her hand in mid-air, and the black smoke rose straight up without scattering.
At a certain height, the black smoke dispersed.
Everyone watching from afar was dumbfounded.
"How did Miss Lu do that?" Yao Lin asked in a hushed voice.
Old Madam Fu said, "That's Miss Lu's skill; no one is allowed to speak carelessly outside."
Everyone quickly assented.
Old Madam Fu looked at Physician Fu and whispered, "Old man, Miss Lu looks to be only fourteen or fifteen, right?"
"Sixteen," Physician Fu knew Lu Zhaoling's age.
"A little older than Cheng'er? That's fine, older is good." Old Madam Fu continued, "What do you think of her becoming our granddaughter-in-law? I like this child."
"What? What did you say?" Physician Fu suddenly blurted out his old hometown dialect.
He looked at his old wife in shock, startled into a cough.
"What's with that attitude? Do you dislike Miss Lu? Is your divine Physician Fu's door hard to enter?" Old Madam Fu glared at him.
"Cough, cough! Old woman, quickly put that thought out of your head, don't harm Cheng'er!"
Physician Fu's beard trembled, "Miss Lu has just been bestowed a marriage!"
"Bestowed a marriage?" Old Madam Fu was shocked, "Which scoundrel snatched away my Cheng'er's good marriage?"
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Physician Fu coughed again.
"What scoundrel, it's Prince Jin, that's Prince Jin!"
Although he had a good relationship with Prince Jin, if Zhou Shiyue found out they wanted to marry his prospective princess consort to Fu Cheng, that kid Zhou Shiyue wouldn't let Fu Cheng off the hook!
Cheng'er was still a child; how could he withstand even one of Prince Jin's fingers?
Old Madam Fu was stunned.
"He, didn't he just return to the capital?"
Also, didn't the Retired Emperor just pass away?
She hadn't heard of Miss Lu before.
How did these two get bestowed a marriage so quickly?
"Hmph, isn't that right? He just arrived in the capital and met Miss Lu." Then he shamelessly claimed Miss Lu as his Prince Jin's.
Now, thinking about it, Physician Fu felt that Prince Jin had a stroke of luck.
(Prince Jin: You say, is it possible that I was the one who was pulled over?)
With Lu Zhaoling's intervention, the root carving quickly burned to a small pile of ash.
"Take these ashes and bury them in an uninhabited place outside the city," Lu Zhaoling instructed the Fu family.
They had thought they could just dump it anywhere, but it turned out they had to bury it carefully.
Fu Shun immediately instructed his servants to handle it. They also needed to investigate the grave upstream of the ditch to put their minds at ease.
After finishing these tasks, Lu Zhaoling was visibly tired.
Seeing her fatigued appearance, Physician Fu felt very guilty; she was still so severely injured, yet they bothered her so much. So he offered to change her dressing.
When he examined her wound, he was surprised to find that it was healing very quickly.
Lu Zhaoling recalled Wu Shi's matter and briefly mentioned it to him.
"Miss Lu has promised, so this old man will naturally examine her carefully," Physician Fu quickly agreed.
"By the way, Physician Fu, if you encounter patients like Fu Cheng in the future, whom you can't diagnose, you can recommend me to them," Lu Zhaoling said.
Physician Fu paused, then understood.
Lu Zhaoling was likely skilled at "treating" such strange illnesses.
"This old man understands."
Lu Zhaoling was so tired she could barely walk, so she bid farewell to the Fu family.
Once in the carriage, she leaned against the pillow and sighed.
"I really want to catch Prince Jin and use him as a pillow."
That would surely be very nourishing.
Qing Yin and Qing Bao almost fell out of the carriage when they heard her say that.
Lu Family.
Lu Ming dragged his weary body home, not resting but first looking for his wife.
"Did Lu Zhaoling hand over the item?"
"That damned girl said she threw it away long ago!" Madam Lu said, annoyed.
She didn't know why Lu Ming wanted that porcelain doll.
"What? Threw it away? Where did she throw it?" Lu Ming's face changed.
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