nashuaworldcup Chapter 309 Taking Risks
Chapter 309 Taking Risks
A barrage of questions came crashing down on Wen Jiayue, leaving her completely bewildered by Shen Fuhan's questions.
Is he overthinking things?
She replied, "I didn't mean to send you away, I just wanted to know just how potent this poison is."
Shen Fuhan scrutinized her with sharp eyes, looking rather disbelieving.
Wen Jiayue felt inexplicably annoyed by his interrogation-like gaze and didn't want to explain anymore.
"Forget it if you don't believe it."
She turned around, preparing to go to the side room to take her daughter to play in the courtyard.
Talking to Shen Fuhan is exhausting. Since he doesn't believe her explanation and only believes his own thoughts, then let it be a misunderstanding.
It's better to play with Zhaozhao; children are innocent and won't play mind games with her.
She had barely taken two steps when a strong force gripped her wrist, and her back pressed against a hot chest.
Wen Jiayue frowned and said, "Let me go."
She struggled a couple of times, but Shen Fuhan only wrapped his arms around her waist and held her even tighter.
He asked in a low voice, "Are you angry?"
Wen Jiayue retorted defiantly, "No, who would dare to be angry with you? They must be tired of living."
“A-Yue dares,” Shen Fuhan said with a deep smile, “Only A-Yue dares.”
For some reason, he believed her when she turned away in a huff.
She didn't want to get rid of him; she genuinely wanted to know the drug's toxicity.
Shen Fuhan knew that his judgment was somewhat blind, but he didn't want to upset her.
And thinking about it carefully, the four questions he asked in a row were indeed a bit aggressive.
He continued, "It was my fault, Yue, don't be angry."
Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and remained silent, while also feeling somewhat puzzled. How could Shen Fuhan have noticed that she was angry again?
The last time was when she mentioned performing a ritual; she thought he had been possessed. She never expected it to happen again today…
Wen Jiayue couldn't help but recall what he had said last time—"I'm learning to be a good husband."
Is he not just talking, but actually learning?
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Shen Fuhan asked. "Don't you forgive me?"
He then began to think about how to appease her.
The fourth brother said that if you want to make someone happy, you have to cater to their preferences.
She seemed to really like the fireworks last time, so should we set them off again?
But doing the same thing every time inevitably becomes a bit cliché.
“No,” Wen Jiayue finally spoke, “I just feel that you have really changed, Lord Marquis.”
Shen Fuhan corrected, "It is my husband."
Wen Jiayue said "Oh": "I just got used to calling you that."
Shen Fuhan didn't dwell on it and steered the conversation back to the main point: "Do you think this change is good or bad?"
Wen Jiayue said softly, "Of course it's good."
Who would want to marry a cold and aloof husband? The husband she wanted was always a gentle and considerate man, meticulous and perhaps a little demanding, but someone who was attentive and caring.
Shen Fuhan's changes have moved a little in this direction; at least her emotions can be sensed now.
Shen Fuhan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this; she was satisfied.
Wen Jiayue asked, "Can you let me go now?"
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then asked somewhat uncertainly, "Are you saying this because you want me to let you go?"
Wen Jiayue: "..."
When did Shen Fuhan become so insecure?
"No, one thing at a time."
He then completely relaxed and withdrew his hand.
“I’m going to my study,” he said, picking up the small porcelain bottle, “to study its toxicity.”
Wen Jiayue nodded: "Please be careful, Lord Marquis."
She knew very well how potent the drug was, so much so that she felt somewhat afraid when she got close to it.
The thought that she had lost her life because of this in her previous life made her keep her distance.
Shen Fuhan corrected again: "It's my husband."
Wen Jiayue could only say, "Husband, please be careful."
Shen Fuhan went to the study and after a quarter of an hour he instructed, "Go and invite Elder Qian over. Tell him I am not feeling well."
Sibai accepted the order and left. Not long after, Old Qian arrived in a hurry with his medicine box.
After closing the door, Shen Fuhan pushed the small porcelain bottle in front of Old Qian.
"This is a poison from the Western Regions. I would appreciate it if you, Elder Qian, could study it and determine what dosage would be fatal."
Old Qian took a closer look and exclaimed in surprise, "It's actually Bone-Corroding Powder?"
He had traveled to the Western Regions for two years when he was young, so he naturally knew about it.
But Shen Fuhan was unaware of this, so he said, "Please explain in detail, Elder Qian."
Old Qian stroked his beard and said, "The Bone-Corroding Powder is colorless and odorless. No matter the dosage, if it is taken for three consecutive days, symptoms of wind-cold will appear and become more and more serious. There will be no cure, heart and lung failure, and death within half a month."
Consistent with Li Zhilan's statement, Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "It seems to be the Bone-Corroding Powder."
He then asked, "If it is taken only once, is there any risk to one's life?"
Mr. Qian pondered for a moment and then nodded.
"The Bone-Corroding Powder is extremely toxic. Even if you only drink it once, the poison will remain in your body. If you are weak, there is no difference between drinking it once and drinking it three times."
Even if one is physically strong, one can still fall seriously ill; the rest depends on one's own fate.
Shen Fuhan said thoughtfully, "Thank you, Elder Qian. If anyone asks about this, I hope you will say that the Bone-Eroding Powder only works after being taken three times in a row."
Mr. Qian was taken aback for a moment, but agreed without asking why.
To be a doctor, one must not only have excellent medical skills, but more importantly, one must be discreet.
Seeing that the Marquis was no longer speaking, Old Qian stood up and said, "I shall take my leave."
Shen Fuhan sat alone for a long time, and only went back when it got dark.
Upon seeing Wen Jiayue, he proactively explained, "It's been researched. The medicine is called Bone-Eroding Powder, and it will only take effect after being taken three times consecutively."
Wen Jiayue asked in surprise, "How could this be?"
“Since it’s a rare medicine from the Western Regions, it’s naturally extraordinary,” Shen Fuhan said. “Therefore, I will put on a show and take the medicine myself.”
Wen Jiayue's eyes widened: "Why would the Marquis risk his life? What if it works on the first try?"
Shen Fuhan corrected for the third time: "It is my husband."
He then explained, "If no one is injured or killed, the Emperor will still favor the eldest princess and let her go unpunished. Since we are setting a trap, we will make sure she is powerless to escape."
Wen Jiayue, clinging to a sliver of hope, said, "Pretending is fine, right? There's no need to drink it yourself."
"Do you think the imperial physicians are all useless?" Shen Fuhan shook his head and chuckled. "If they can't find the poison in the Bone-Corroding Powder, it can only be considered an attempted murder. How can they convict the Princess?"
Wen Jiayue was still worried: "If this doesn't work, we'll definitely think of a better way."
Seeing how worried she was, Shen Fuhan watched her for a while longer before looking away.
He went along with her and said, "Okay, no rush, I'll think of another way."
But he knew in his heart that this was the most effective method.
Only by letting the Emperor witness the crimes Li Zhilan committed can he be completely disappointed in this close and trusted imperial sister.
That day may not be too far away.