Records of Forensic Medicine in the Golden Age

She is the ace military medical forensic "scavenger" of the 21st century, who traveled through time and became the orphan of an official slave who was sold at a low price. There is no golden finger, only a homemade bone knife, full of professional knowledge, and a soul that will never bow its head in troubled times. He was the youngest son of the late emperor and the current king of the dynasty. He was jealous of his elder brother because of his great achievements. He was reduced from a god of war on the battlefield to an idle prince in charge of prisons. On the surface, he looks cold and unconcerned with worldly affairs, but in fact, he is sharpening his knife in the darkness. In Youyan Yizhuang, in front of three nameless corpses, she used bone marks, blood marks and a careful reasoning to make Xiao Jue look squarely at this girl with scarred hands for the first time. From then on, he was her scabbard and she was his eyes. Child abduction cases, imperial examination fraud and family extermination, treasury silver theft cases, brothel pollen poisoning... Behind each of the mysterious cases that shocked the government and the public was a fierce collision between modern forensic knowledge and the whirlpool of ancient power. She went from being a widower to being a female official, from being a staff member of the royal family to being the emperor's teacher, and she and Xiao Jue went from professional appreciation to life-or-death support. When foreign enemies invaded, she accompanied the army to save lives and heal the wounded, and used psychological warfare to pacify the border areas; when the palace coup broke out, she overturned the decades-long layout of the chief minister with a piece of blood-stained evidence. She was poisoned by a strange poison to save him, and she was still deducing the truth while in a coma. He once held the world's soldiers and horses, and was willing to give up everything just to wake her up. Prosperous times are not created, but built. She finally refused to take the post and founded Dasheng Forensic College under the sycamore tree, sowing the seeds of modern criminal investigation for thousands of years. This is a hard-core detective history of forensic time travel, and it is also a magnificent song that interweaves the feelings of family and country with the love of children. She is the one who holds the lamp in the dark night, and he promises her a world where she can burn freely.