Although her heart already understood everything, she still insisted on her own pride.
Ling Mohan’s patience was gradually running out. He drew out the sword from his side guard, pointed it at the man’s throat, and said coldly, “If you don’t confess by the hour of Mao tomorrow, I will kill you directly and throw you to the wolves.”
After speaking, he threw the sword to the ground and pulled Feng Jin away.
As soon as the two of them left the dark prison, wails erupted from inside.
After finally finding the person and being on the verge of uncovering clues, not being able to get anything out of him was as futile as killing him.
Back in the room, Ling Mohan was agitated. He punched the wall, and blood immediately oozed from the back of his hand.
“Even if you smash your hand to pieces, it will be of no use,” Feng Jin glanced at the man and said indifferently, taking out a handkerchief to bandage the back of his hand.
“Lu Shi, arrange for a few people to disguise themselves as assassins and pretend to kill him. I will draw you a diagram, and you find someone to make the jade pendant as soon as possible. The jade pendant is emerald green, and its water content is about thirty to forty percent translucent.”
Feng Jin drew the shape of half a jade pendant on the paper according to her memory.
During the interrogation, she had seen half of the jade pendant on the man. An assassin hidden in the dark, who committed bloody deeds, would typically carry swords and hidden weapons. An exquisite item like a jade pendant would never be carried around.
However, the jade pendant on him had its rope somewhat worn from long-term wear, but the pendant itself was as new as ever, without a single scratch, suggesting it had been carefully preserved.
The other half of the jade pendant should be with someone very important.
She didn’t believe that he would remain as loyal as ever upon seeing the jade pendant.
“Your subordinate obeys and will arrange it immediately.”
Lu Shi took the diagram and retreated.
“How did you see the jade pendant on him?” Ling Mohan asked, confused. He hadn’t seen the man wearing a jade pendant at all just now.
“When he rushed up to snatch the incense box, I vaguely saw a jade pendant on his chest. Since it was hidden so deeply, it must be something very important. I have remembered the shape of the jade pendant.”
Feng Jin had long ago used the secret technique of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Doctor, magnifying her vision and hearing several times.
She could clearly hear and see everything within a hundred meters.
“You saw his chest?”
Ling Mohan’s focus was completely skewed. The thought of it made him want to embrace her, a fire of anger burning within him, almost consuming him.
He was worried about losing his temper and upsetting Feng Jin again, so he could only force himself to endure.
“Yes, if I didn’t look carefully, how could I remember the shape of the jade pendant?”
Remembering the shape of the jade pendant and drawing it in such a short time made her head ache.
She needed a good rest and to eat something delicious to replenish herself.
“You…” Ling Mohan pointed at Feng Jin, his anger rising. He suppressed his fury and said in a relatively gentle tone, “Do you know that men and women should not touch each other? It is indecent for you to stare openly at a man’s chest like this!”
Her hand holding the teacup paused, and Feng Jin immediately lost interest, directly slamming the cup onto the table.
“I practice medicine, treat illnesses, and save lives. I have seen tens of thousands of men and women. The number of times I have unbuttoned a man’s chest to treat him is as numerous as the fine hairs…”
Everything Feng Jin said were ordinary matters, and there were even more outrageous things she didn’t say, fearing Ling Mohan couldn’t accept them.
Tens of thousands, as numerous as fine hairs…
Ling Mohan dared not think too deeply about what Feng Jin had said.
He shouldn’t have argued with Feng Jin about these matters; it was simply asking for trouble.
“In short, as a woman, you should always think about maintaining distance from men. Moreover, you are now married and have a husband; you should be even more virtuous…”
Ling Mohan mumbled a series of virtuous principles, all intended to make Feng Jin remember to keep her distance from all men except him.
“Shut up! Your incessant babbling is all useless nonsense. I am a physician; treating illnesses and saving lives is my duty. In my eyes, there are only patients, no distinction between genders. If you harbor reservations because of these trivial matters, then our forced union will only lead to more pain. It would be easier to divorce.”
The moment she heard the word “divorce,” Ling Mohan panicked. His full belly of anger vanished instantly, and he sat there aggrieved like a bullied wife, as if he were the one who had been wronged.
Seeing his prolonged silence and his aggrieved demeanor, Feng Jin rolled her eyes helplessly.
His change was truly rapid. Just moments ago, he was arrogant and verbose; now, he had completely subsided.
Too lazy to bother with him, Feng Jin simply pushed the door open and walked out.
She would rather spend that time cultivating her medicinal herbs than engage in pointless arguments with Ling Mohan.
These herbs were rare varieties she had found, difficult to grow in the wild and impossible to cultivate artificially. One jin could be sold for a thousand gold.
She had specially cleared out a room to nurture these rare medicinal herbs.
Their growth was indeed good. In just half a month, they were almost mature. Once they bore new seeds, large-scale cultivation could begin.
At that time, she would not only earn a sum of money but also improve the medical environment of Southern Chu.
She had done a truly good deed, and perhaps one day, she would be recorded in history.
After watering and fertilizing these herbs, Feng Jin returned to her room.
Upon arriving in the room, Lu Shi was already waiting there.
“Greetings, Madam. This is the jade pendant crafted according to the diagram you drew. Please review it and see if anything is amiss, and I will have someone alter it.”
Feng Jin took the jade pendant and examined it carefully. It perfectly matched the jade pendant worn by the man in her memory.
She had to admit that the craftsmanship of ancient artisans was truly remarkable; they could create something so exquisite from just a diagram.
Moreover, to achieve such accuracy without machinery or computers was truly impressive.
“It’s good. It’s already ninety percent similar. Please instruct your men to let him catch just a few glimpses from afar. Be sure not to let the jade pendant fall into his hands, do you understand?”
“Your subordinate understands.” Lu Shi cupped his hands and said, taking the jade pendant and leaving.
Ling Mohan saw Feng Jin and approached her with a fawning expression, helping her sit on a chair and eagerly offering her a cup of tea: “Are you hungry? I’ll have the kitchen stew some bird’s nest for you. Eat something to fill your stomach first.”
This sudden fawning made Feng Jin even more suspicious. She raised her eyes and glanced at Ling Mohan.
“It’s only been two hours since lunch, and I’m not hungry yet. General Shao, please don’t bother trying to appease me.”
If he had the time, he might as well do something more proper.