Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart



Chen Jin and the others were amazed when they heard that.

It was not difficult to imagine how powerful it was to use those medicine balls on the battlefield. Who would be able to counter them?

They suddenly felt lucky that His Majesty was very close to the Empress of Great Shang. If Great Shang wanted to conquer the Yan Kingdom, it would be an easy task for them.

It was during this time when Beitang You suddenly ordered them grimly, "Capture them alive!"

Zhang Yu and the others perked their ears up at the order as they immediately understood his intention. They quickly covered their mouths and noses with their clothes and turned their horses back. They led the guards who were not wounded toward the direction of the assassins.

Their master wanted them to take down those assassins while the enemy was in a state of confusion. 

There were many assassins coming after them this time. Moreover, they were ambushed halfway through their journey. They had stepped into the enemy's trap unprepared and a few of their guards had been shot to death. There were also a few who were heavily wounded.

Yaoyao looked at the few wounded guards resting on the floor at the roadside. She reached out to tap Beitang You's arm. "They're heavily wounded and need to be bandaged up quickly. You should let me tend to them."

Beitang You lowered his eyes to glance at her. He agreed and helped her off the horse.

Yaoyao approached the guards to check their wounds.

Beitang You crouched next to her as well and helped diagnose the guards and bandage them.

Yaoyao was slightly surprised when she saw this. "You know medicine?"

Beitang You was bandaging a guard up expertly when he heard this. He turned to glance at her with a twinkle in his eyes. "I apprenticed for your mother at Cathay Medicinal Shop when I was younger. Your grandmother taught me personally, but I haven't been practicing for the last few years. I might not have great medical skills, but I'm still quite good at normal bandaging."

This was news to Yaoyao.

She observed his bandaging skills. He was pretty good at it and was humble about it.

It was not long before both of them bandaged all the guards.

Zhang Yu and Chen Jin had returned with their men. They had managed to capture a few assassins alive.

The assassins were tied up and thrown to the ground.

"Talk. Who sent you here?" Zhang Yu shouted grimly.

Unfortunately, the assassins were not willing to talk. Even though they had hidden poison in their teeth, Chen Jin and the others had removed them. The assassins were unable to commit suicide, but the few who survived refused to talk. They remained tight-lipped no matter how much they were whipped.

At that moment, Yaoyao took out a bottle and passed it to Zhang Yu. "Try feeding them this."

"What is that?" Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"It's a type of medicine that can lower someone's guard and make them more relaxed. It also creates hallucinations. Once the effects kick in, you can start interrogating them again. It might be easier." In fact, when she had just created this medicine, she had given it to Uncle Chu Yi to test it on criminals. The effects were positive.

The reason she said what she did was because she did not want them to have too high hopes as there would always be exceptions.

If the assassin was mentally strong, this hallucinogenic might not work.

However, Zhang Yu was full of confidence in the medicine. From his point of view, Lu Liangwei was a mother who was exceptionally good at such medical and poisoning skills. As her daughter, Princess Yaoyao would not be too bad at them either. He smiled and said, "Well, they're tight-lipped no matter what. It won't hurt to try."

With that, he went forward and fed the medicine to one of the assassins.

After that, everyone waited while holding their breaths.

It was not long before the assassin acted like he was drunk. The look in his eyes turned blank and he kept giving Zhang Yu a silly smile. "Cuihua, when did you come here? I miss you so much…"

Zhang Yu's lips twitched. It looked like Princess Yaoyao's medicine worked. Otherwise, how would the assassin say something so affectionate to an old man's face?

Chen Jin and other others went red in the face from trying to force down their laughter when they heard the assassin's words.

Yaoyao looked at Zhang Yu's trembling beard and found it really funny. She unconsciously hugged Beitang You's hand and laughed out loudly.

Beitang You's gaze fell onto her hand hugging his arm. A smile appeared on his lips as he reached out to rub her head adoringly.