My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 3 Ancestral Medicine
Gu Xingzhao frowned. Another execution?
[Monitoring of the ward, Lu Qing, has been initiated. He is currently out of danger. Please rest assured, host.]

Despite the system's assurance that Lu Qing was not in any danger, Gu Xingzhao was still worried and rushed home as fast as he could to enter the ancient world.

It was already dawn in the ancient world, but the prison was still dark. Lu Qing, who had been tortured, was carried back to the prison, his body covered with fresh wounds, large and small, with flesh torn and bleeding.

When Gu Xingzhao appeared, he saw a richly dressed young woman heading towards Lu Qing's prison, with the guards from the imperial prison following behind. "Your Highness," one of them said, "this prison has a heavy, gloomy atmosphere, and many of the prisoners there are on death row."

The officials spoke cautiously, not daring to offend the young master, trying to dissuade him from going any further inside. His Majesty had issued an edict that no one was allowed to see Grand Secretary Lu.

The woman snorted, "I just came to take a look, it's none of your business!"

"But His Majesty gave the order."

Shunyu sneered, "I am Princess Shunyu. Who are you to dare use my imperial brother to intimidate me?"

Gu Xingzhao was somewhat surprised. That was the dog emperor's sister, Princess Shunyu. What was she doing here?
The emperor had many brothers and sisters, but when he ascended the throne, some died and others were crippled. Princess Shunyu was the only one who survived in the palace. Judging from her clothes and appearance, she was quite favored.

However, she remembered that Princess Shunyu should be quite weak and have little presence, right?
In fact, Shunyu was terrified. It was her first time in such a place. The road ahead was filthy and smelly, and the prisoners looked quite menacing. There was blood everywhere.
She walked in with a completely forced smile.

When she arrived at the place where Lu Qing was being held, her palms were already sweating profusely. She looked at the officer and forced a cold, hard tone, "Alright, I'll just take a look from here. You go away. I find you an eyesore."

Once everyone had gone far away, Shunyu whispered inside, "Grand Secretary."

Lu Qing, leaning against the wall, forced himself to stand up straight. "This old minister greets Your Highness..."

He truly never expected that, in his current predicament, while his colleagues and protégés in officialdom were all eager to distance themselves, the little princess would still come to visit him in prison.

Shunyu looked Lu Qing up and down. His clothes were stained with blood, and he had wounds of varying sizes and depths all over his body. His hair was disheveled. He no longer looked like the Grand Secretary of the court.

She felt a pang of sadness, and pulled out a bottle of medicine and some pastries wrapped in paper from her sleeve. "Your Excellency has suffered so much..."

Seeing the medicine and pastries she handed him, Lu Qing's nose tingled and his voice became hoarse, "This old minister thanks Your Highness!"

Seeing his outstretched hand with its bony knuckles and bloodstains of varying ages, and how his fingers couldn't even straighten when he took the item, Shunyu couldn't bear to look any longer. She left after saying "Take care" in a hurry.

Grand Secretary Lu had been kind to her, and her visit today was a way of repaying that kindness.

Looking at what Lu Qing was holding, Gu Xingzhao sighed, "This young lady does care about you."

Upon hearing the voice, Lu Qing knew that everything from last night was not a dream, and that his ancestor had truly come. He quickly composed himself, wiping away his tears with his sleeve. He wanted to ask his ancestor's name, but fearing he might offend him, he said respectfully after a long while, "This junior greets the ancestor."

Gu Xingzhao observed Lu Qing through the system and found that the old man had more injuries, a fever, and was malnourished after being hungry for several days.

"What is the reason for your punishment today?"

Lu Qing smiled bitterly, tasting the blood in his mouth, "As a sinner, what reason do I need?"

Gu Xingzhao remained silent for a long time. "You can leave in two more days. Although the journey to exile is arduous, at least you will be free from the torture in prison."

As she spoke, she gave Lu Qing the iodine and cotton balls she had just bought and taught him how to use them. She had originally wanted to give him alcohol, but she was afraid that it would be too irritating and painful for the old man.

Although he was still in prison and couldn't be bandaged, at least the wound could be disinfected first. As for the anti-inflammatory and antibacterial medicine, it could only be taken after meals. After Lu Qing finished the millet porridge delivered by the takeout, Gu Xingzhao then took out three pills for him, "Swallow them."

Lu Qing was naturally suspicious. After all, someone who could sit in the position of Grand Secretary was definitely not a simple-minded person. If someone else gave him something, he would definitely be suspicious and dare not eat it.

But the person giving him the gifts right now is his Lu family's ancestor, the benefactor who has been bringing him food and drink these past two days.

He carefully held the pill in his palm, smelled it curiously twice, and then quickly swallowed it, almost choking. Fortunately, he had some warm water from his ancestors to soothe his throat.

Seeing that he had taken the medicine, Gu Xingzhao explained, "This is medicine to treat your fever and external injuries. Take it twice a day. I'll bring it to you later."

Lu Qing was deeply moved. "Thank you for the medicine, sir."

Gu Xingzhao added two more instructions, "You still need to keep up the act and make people outside think you're about to die, so you can be spared the punishment for the next two days."

Although Lu Qing was a criminal, he still had the reputation of being the most respected elder in the land. Dying in prison would damage the reputation of the corrupt emperor, so he could only die on the road to exile.

Those who settle personal scores wouldn't dare to bring trouble upon themselves if they had any sense at all.

Hearing the concerned words of advice, the nearly seventy-year-old man's eyes welled up with tears, and he choked up, unable to speak.

He felt that the medicine from his ancestors was really good. As soon as he took it, he felt that he could run and jump around. Let alone being exiled for three thousand miles, even six thousand miles would be no problem.

Listening to Lu Qing's inner thoughts, Gu Xingzhao was speechless. It didn't have that kind of miraculous effect.

But it's good that it's psychological; it'll make the next two days easier to get through.

Over the next two days, seeing that Lu Qing was barely clinging to life, the people in the imperial prison dared not punish him any further. If he were to die in this prison, they would be the ones condemned by the world, making them the perfect scapegoats for the emperor.

Gu Xingzhao had a sudden inspiration and moved the TV to the supermarket on the first floor, thinking he could watch the store during the day while keeping an eye on the situation in the ancient world.

When the supermarket closed for the night, and it was quiet, she was carrying a bucket of hot water downstairs to eat instant noodles when she glanced at Lu Qing. Just then, a system notification sounded.

[Host, the system upgrade is complete, and the projection function is now enabled. Characters from the ancient world can be projected into the modern world 24/7. We are now offering a continuous monthly subscription service at a trial price of 298 yuan/month for the first month. Would you like to subscribe?]

Gu Xingzhao: So expensive?
"Activate".

She usually doesn't subscribe to expensive memberships, but she has to try one that's ridiculously expensive.

The next second, right next to her sofa, Lu Qing, dressed in prison clothes, lay there. The autumn air was already a bit chilly, and he curled up there, keeping warm against a tattered blanket.

Gu Xingzhao was shocked; this high-tech equipment was indeed worth 298 yuan.

[Service is now available. Thank you for your patronage.]

That night, as she was doing her accounts, she kept glancing up at Lu Qing, and finally couldn't resist posting something on her WeChat Moments...

On the third day of painless motherhood, the child was injured, but the mother was in pain.

(End of this chapter)