Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Yang Jianwu saw Mo Ye trembling with anger and felt sorry for him. There was so little genuine affection in the royal family. You treasured that insignificant affection, but they treated you like dirt!

"Want to cry? Go cry over there. I'm not good at comforting people," Yang Jianwu said, pointing to a tree nearby.

Mo Ye was angry one second, and then he was both amused and exasperated the next.

Yang Jianwu put away the pendant. "Let's deal with the current matters first, then we can discuss Prince Rui's matter."

"Okay. Little Wu'er, how did you manage to get him to confess on his own?"

Yang Jianwu smiled mysteriously, "It's a secret, I'll tell you later."

He snapped his fingers again in front of Nangong Yan.

"Nangong Yan, write down everything you just said, and bring out any items that can prove your identity."

Nangong Yan's mind was completely controlled by Yang Jianwu, and he obediently did as she said. After writing it down, he drew a special symbol on the paper and handed over the ring on his hand.

"Now take a nap." With a snap of his fingers, Nangong Yan lay down and fell asleep.

Yang Jianwu carefully put away the evidence that described the crimes. "Brother Ye, what are you planning to do?"

Mo Ye composed himself and said, "This matter is a conspiracy between Prince Rui and Nan Yue. After the matter of Lu City is resolved, I will report this to my father."

Yang Jianwu stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment, "Will His Majesty punish Prince Rui?"

Mo Ye was quite certain, "Yes, but we don't know how strong it will be. Anyway, it's impossible for him to gain merit by taking advantage of the epidemic. Colluding with the National Preceptor of Nan Yue is, to put it bluntly, treason! This is only Nangong Yan's testimony. We know the whole story, but it is still lacking as evidence in court."

Yang Jianwu's eyes darted around, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Brother Ye, have you ever heard the saying, 'To walk someone else's path leaves them with nowhere to walk'? If Prince Rui wants to win the hearts of the people of Lucheng, then we'll steal their hearts. Tomorrow morning, I'll use the Ghost Doctor's name to offer free medical treatment at the North Gate. Before Prince Rui arrives, I'll cure all the people's poison and make it widely known that Prince Ning invited the Ghost Doctor to treat everyone, and that all the medicine costs will be paid by Prince Ning himself. In the end, Prince Rui will have gained nothing, and all this will be a benefit to you. How about that? As for Nangong Yan, lock him up for now. If he dares to harm the people of Dongli, he should be prepared to face Dongli's wrath."

Mo Ye was deeply moved. While Xiao Wu'er was blocking Prince Rui's path, she was also paving the way for him. The hearts of the people—one can gain the world or destroy it. He did not have any expectations for that position, but with the support of the people, if Prince Rui were to provoke conflict again in the future, his father would carefully consider his decision instead of blindly favoring him. "Thank you, Xiao Wu'er."

“Ugh—” Yang Jianwu rubbed her arms. “Just speak normally. This mushy talk is too scary.”

Mo Ye suspected that Yang Jianwu was doing it on purpose, ruining the mood. Why was he being so mushy? He was just being a little gentler with his words…

"Little Wu'er, where does Nangong Yan want to lock her up?"

"Yes, where should we lock them up? Little White and the gyrfalcon aren't the type to stay in one place..."

Yang Jianwu stared at Xiaobai for a long time. Xiaobai felt uneasy under her gaze. Its master's eyes were too calculating, which was definitely not a good thing. It quietly moved its paws to the side... but it was stopped by Yang Jianwu as soon as it took a step. "Stop."

Yang Jianwu walked up to Xiaobai with a smile, patted its head and wings, and stroked its back a few times. "Xiaobai, how about we make a deal? I haven't asked you for any help before, have I?"

The eagle nodded reluctantly...

"I need your help with a small favor, is that alright?"

The sculpture remained motionless...

Yang Jianwu ruffled Xiao Jin's hair vigorously and said in a sweet voice, "Say yes~ Say yes~"

"Two rabbits?"

"Three little lambs?"

……

No matter how many temptations you offer, I remain unmoved...

Yang Jianwu got annoyed and said, "Tch! If you don't want to help, fine!"

Finally, he simply ignored Xiaobai and chatted with Moye.

If gyrfalcons could roll their eyes, they would definitely give Little White a big eye roll right now, to show you how smug and arrogant you are, and look, even your owner isn't paying attention to you anymore!

The little white-haired boy nuzzled against Yang Jianwu's shoulder, but Yang Jianwu continued chatting with Mo Ye, pretending not to notice.

I tried several times without success...

Yang Jianwu felt her anger had subsided enough before she finally asked Xiaobai, "Are you going to help or not?"

Xiao Bai nodded helplessly.

Yang Jianwu immediately put on a big smile and beckoned Mo Ye to help, "Come here, let's tie Nangong Yan to Xiaobai's back together. I'll give him some nutritional pills every day to ensure his body functions normally. Xiaobai can forage and play during the day without any problems, and I can also keep an eye on Nangong Yan without worrying about anyone rescuing him. Hehe~ Xiaobai, your subordinate will be here in a few days. Thank you for your hard work these past few days, be good."

The eagle was speechless. How could it not be happy? How could it not be obedient? It vowed that if it didn't help, its master would eventually threaten to turn it into a pot of soup!

Mo Ye admired the interaction between the master and servant, silently mourned for Xiao Bai for a second, and then stepped in to help...

After resolving the issue of guarding Nangong Yan, Yang Jianwu and Mo Ye returned to Lucheng and found an inn to sleep. The night was so deep, and everything was immersed in silence.

The next morning, Yang Jianwu changed her clothes and knocked on Mo Ye's door. "Nephew Ye, it's been a long time."

"Old Ghost?"

Mo Ye wondered why the Ghost Doctor had come to Lu City. Remembering Xiao Wu'er's plan from last night, he carefully examined the Ghost Doctor's face.

"You are Xiao Wu'er!"

Yang Jianwu clapped her hands. "Impressive! Did you guess it or just see it?"

Mo Ye truthfully replied, "You have both, but the biggest flaw is your eyes. Your eyes are different from others; they are particularly bright and moist, making them easy to recognize."

Yang Jianwu blinked. Was he praising her? But when impersonating someone else, she still had to make it as realistic as possible. "Wait, I'll go back to my room and fix it up a bit more."

Mo Ye found it somewhat amusing. He had just said that Xiao Wu'er's eyes were very special, and asked how she could change them.

After fiddling around for a while, Yang Jianwu stood in front of Mo Ye again. This time, even those familiar with the Ghost Doctor would not be able to spot the flaw.

Mo Ye looked closely for a long time and still couldn't believe it. Xiao Wu'er really changed her eyes, and they looked remarkably similar!

"how did you do it?"

The woman smiled smugly, "So? Can you tell anything else?"

Mo Ye nodded repeatedly, "So alike! So alike! If I didn't know you were Xiao Wu'er, I would really think you were the Ghost Doctor himself. I can guess that the changes to your face were done by wearing a mask and making some detailed adjustments, but how did you do it to your eyes?"

Yang Jianwu whistled mysteriously, "If you can stick a mask on your face, why not just stick one on your eyes too?"

Forgive Mo Ye's ignorance, but how could an ancient person know anything about colored contact lenses? He looked at Yang Jianwu with expectant eyes, waiting for an answer.