Folk Remedy

Chapter 1891 - 944: The Secret of the First Aid Kit (Double Release)

Chapter 1891: Chapter 944: The Secret of the First Aid Kit (Double Release)


The masked maid grabbed the small first-aid kit and left the Orchid Courtyard without stopping, then exited the Princess Residence, heading straight for the side gate of the Marquis Residence, seemingly planning to escape by climbing over the wall there.


Inside the Marquis Residence, the security was tight, with patrolling guards armed with swords passing by occasionally. The maid had excellent agility and managed to avoid them each time.


Finally, the maid arrived at the base of the wall.


Xuanping Marquis was Zhan Country’s foremost martial marquis, and the walls of his residence were taller than those of ordinary homes. But for the maid, this was no obstacle.


Embracing the small first-aid kit, the maid easily leaped up, her toes barely touching the top of the wall before she swiftly jumped out of the residence.


However, just as she landed, something unexpected happened.


A gigantic net fell from the sky, covering the maid’s head and face.


The maid reacted quickly, drawing a dagger from her waist and slicing through the net, but just during this brief moment, a row of spears was placed at her neck!


Just a group of guards, the maid didn’t take them seriously. However, in the next second, she dared not make any rash moves.


Because on the outskirts, over a hundred archers had drawn their bows, their frosty arrows aimed at her.


This was not a one-on-one or one-on-many fight; it was a complete tactical superiority that no master could simply evade.


The maid held a dagger in one hand and embraced the small first-aid kit with the other, her gaze cold, contemplating how to deal with the situation. Suddenly, behind the archers, a dozen hidden guards, holding torches, surrounded a man in a crescent-white robe who strode forward.


The archers orderly opened a path, quickly closing their formation once the man’s group entered the encirclement.


The firelight illuminated the young man’s face, and the maid recognized him, her eyes trembling fiercely.


Xiao Hen stopped about ten steps away from the maid, his cold eyes looking at her, and said, "You really did not disappoint me."


"You..."


The maid was about to speak but immediately covered her mouth after voicing a sound.


Xiao Hen chuckled lightly, "There’s no need to pretend anymore. I’ve already recognized you, Elder Li."


At the words "Elder Li," the maid’s body stiffened, almost instinctively raising a hand to touch her face.


Xiao Hen said calmly, "The human skin mask hasn’t fallen off."


The maid then reached to touch her chest.


Xiao Hen said, "That’s still there."


The maid almost began touching her crotch.


Xiao Hen darkened his face, "Stop!"


The maid...no, to be accurate, it was Li Jiangping.


He frowned deeply, looking at Xiao Hen in shock that he couldn’t hide, Xiao Hen’s expression was calm and composed, not a hint of doubt showing, clearly proving he was certain of Li Jiangping’s identity.


Denying it was pointless.


He said in a deep voice, "How did you guess it?"


Xiao Hen spoke coldly, "It was simple, you made a mistake from the start."


Li Jiangping frowned, "I don’t understand."


Xiao Hen lifted a finger, a hidden guard following him took out a cloth from his chest and handed it to Xiao Hen after unfolding it.


Xiao Hen picked up the iron nail on it, whose bloodstains had already dried, and said, "You got injured when a nail pierced through your palm while carrying betrothal gifts. You did go as far as nailing the nail into the box, maintaining the act. But the issue lies there. These betrothal gifts are extremely precious, and to prevent moisture, your party chose not to travel by water route, which was effective. The other nails remained dry and intact, only this one was rusted. Its hole was new, quite obviously freshly nailed. You might argue that you only replenished a nail, but I doubt anyone would use a rusty nail."


Li Jiangping never expected he would make such a slip.


No, this cannot be called a slip.


It was impeccable; it was just this guy’s mind was overly meticulous to the extent even the slightest sign of a clue didn’t escape his notice.


Li Jiangping gritted his teeth, "Just because of a single rusty nail?"


"No, that’s not all," Xiao Hen said, "Do you recall when Chang Jing cautioned you not to spread Gu Jiao’s medical skills, what did you say?"


"An unworthy person holding a treasure is courting disaster. I understand, don’t worry."


The memory of those words flashed through Li Jiangping’s mind, not comprehending where his flaw lay, "What’s wrong with that sentence?"


Xiao Hen replied blandly, "You didn’t even notice, did you? Before saying that sentence, you glanced at the small first-aid kit on the table while pretending to wipe sweat. Hence, I am confident that the ’treasure’ you’re referring to is my wife’s kit. You intentionally injured yourself to probe the contents of my wife’s kit."