Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Ye Ning took a long cold shower before she felt the fire in her body subside.

Recalling their first meeting, she recited, "Young master, you should only see the painting; I alone know the essence of this." At the time, it was probably just a simple compliment, but he only felt disgusted by her because she was dressed as a man.

Who doesn't like a beautiful face? Weren't I also amazed when she washed off her disguise? Apart from making jokes, she didn't do anything out of line, so why did I keep probing her background? Was it just for her medical skills? Now that I know she's a woman and has connections to the City Lord's Mansion, why do I still want to know who she really is?

Even though there are thousands of beautiful women in the world, I was blinded by one person, and put away my beautiful thoughts, tossing and turning all night.

The next day, a message was received by carrier pigeon, instructing them to meet at the north gate of Anshun in about two days. Hongfeng was told to pack up and take Jingnan with him to bid farewell to their master and the Ghost Doctor.

West Suburbs Villa Banquet Hall

Ye Ning did not see Yang Jian. After bidding farewell to the two elders, he asked about Yang Jian's whereabouts, "Where is Young Master Yang? I would like to express my gratitude in person. Thank you for taking care of me these past few days."

Old Tie didn't hold back against Ye Ning. Although not everyone knew what happened yesterday, quite a few people saw Xiao Wu'er enter with her hair disheveled. Not long after, Ye Ning also returned looking distraught. Presumably, he had learned that Xiao Wu'er was a woman. Considering their identities, "Xiao Wu'er took people back yesterday. Her parents are in Anshun. If fate allows, they will meet again."

The Ghost Doctor knew about Xiao Wu'er and Mo Yu's affair, and also knew that Ye Ning before him was actually the Sixth Prince, Prince Ning—Mo Ye. Seeing the unconscious gentleness in Mo Ye's tone when mentioning Xiao Wu'er, his brow furrowed slightly. Could these two brothers have fallen for the same person?

Mo Ye is also outstanding, but Xiao Wu'er and Mo Yu met first, and Consort Qi and the Yang family have tacitly accepted their relationship. Mo Yu is just waiting for the right time to ask the Emperor for a decree to grant them marriage. Mo Ye... is probably going to be heartbroken.

He then offered a word of advice: "Nephew Ye, Xiao Wu once told me that sometimes persistence is a burden, and letting go is a relief. I hope you will remember this saying when you encounter difficult situations in the future."

Ye Ning understood perfectly well, nodded bitterly, and led everyone to Anshun.

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Within Anshun City, two handsome and refined men rode side by side, creating a picturesque scene that stirred the hearts of countless young women. One was as gentle and refined as jade, none other than Prince Ning, Mo Ye; the other was as elegant and graceful as a jade tree, radiating noble charm and indescribable nobility, none other than the Seventh Prince, Mo Yu.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the General's Mansion, Yang Boshan and his family were already waiting. "Welcome Your Highnesses! Your humble servant has failed to greet you properly."

Mo Ye stepped forward and offered a gesture of support, saying, "General, please don't stand on ceremony."

Mo Yu glanced around but didn't see the person he longed for. He quickly stepped forward and asked, "General, where is Wu'er?"

Although Yang Boshan knew that the Seventh Prince had always been fond of his daughter, he still had to consider his daughter's reputation in public. "Seventh Prince, Wu'er heard that the two princes were coming, so she personally arranged a banquet to welcome them."

Mo Yu was a wild and unrestrained person. He didn't care about formalities and customs. After quickly greeting Yang Boshan, he went to find Yang Jianwu.

Upon hearing from the servants that the two princes had entered the mansion, Yang Jianwu rushed to the front hall without even changing her clothes.

Seeing the person you've longed for in the garden of the mansion, running towards each other, makes the love that rushes towards each other even more meaningful.

"Wu'er, I miss you so much." Mo Yu put his arm around Yang Jianwu's waist, and the two embraced tightly.

"Me too." Yang Jianwu showed a rare shyness.

"What are you busy with every day? You never come to the capital to see me," Mo Yu said coquettishly.

Yang Jianwu rolled her eyes. "Why don't you come find me, you're such a grown man? I'm a woman, I need to be reserved, understand?"

"Pfft~" Mo Yu felt it was inappropriate after laughing, and his shoulders trembled as he tried to suppress his laughter.

Yang Jianwu pinched Mo Yu's waist, saying, "If you don't discipline me for three days, I'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles. You'll laugh at me!"

Mo Yu laughed and pleaded, "Whatever Wu'er says goes, haha, stop pinching me, I'm not afraid of pain, I'm just itchy~ haha~"

Yang Jianwu couldn't bear to pinch Mo Yu too hard, so she withdrew her hand and let Mo Yu hold her. The two lingered tenderly for a while before Mo Yu led Yang Jianwu into the front hall.

After exchanging pleasantries with Yang Boshan, Mo Ye looked up and saw Mo Yu leading a woman into the hall.

"Sixth Brother, this is Wu'er, General Yang's daughter, Yang Jianwu. Wu'er, this is my sixth brother, His Highness Prince Ning." Mo Yu introduced the two to each other.

Mo Ye didn't know how to explain his feelings when the woman entered the room. "Wu'er", "Little Wu'er" - he had always thought that the "Little Wu'er" mentioned by the Ghost Doctor and Old Tie was "Little Wu'er". He never expected that it was the same person, the one he had been looking for these past two days. It turned out that her name was Yang Jianwu.

Yang Jianwu was also dumbfounded. She only knew that Prince Ning would come to Anshun, but she did not expect that the two had already met, and met so thoroughly. Thinking of that awkward scene, Yang Jianwu felt a little uneasy.

She could ignore it, but Mo Yu would definitely make a scene if he found out. She wondered what the relationship between the two was like, and whether Ye Ning, oh no, Mo Ye, would tell Mo Yu about it.

Yang Jianwu pretended not to recognize Mo Ye and stepped forward to give him a proper bow, saying, "This commoner, Yang Jianwu, greets Your Highness, may Your Highness be well."

Before leaving, she glared at Mo Ye, the threat clear: "You little brat, try saying that and see what happens."

Seeing that mischievous expression, Mo Ye's lips curled into a smile. This was the person he knew. Watching Mo Yu take Yang Jianwu's hand again, he suppressed his awkwardness. Did Mo Yu know about her medical skills? Did he know about her relationship with the Cloud City Lord's Mansion? No rush. Now that they knew she was a daughter of the Yang family, the rest would be discovered gradually.

"Miss Yang, there's no need for such formalities." Mo Ye picked up his teacup and took a sip, his long eyelashes concealing all emotions in his eyes.

There was still some time before the welcoming banquet. Mo Yu hadn't seen Yang Jianwu for a long time, so he naturally had a lot to say to her. In this era, men shouldn't enter women's boudoirs, but neither of them cared about such worldly customs, and let Yang Jianwu lead them to Xige.

Zi Ping and Mu Jin tactfully withdrew, leaving the two of them alone.

"Wu'er, come back to the capital with me this time. My mother's health hasn't been good lately, and I suspect someone has tampered with her. I don't trust anyone else to treat her." Mo Yu frankly stated the purpose of his visit.

"Consort Qi has been relocated to the Cold Palace for many years, are these people still not giving up?" Even though Yang Jianwu was not in the inner palace, she knew how dangerous it was. She was afraid that unless these people were completely eliminated, there would always be uneasy.

"It's just a few people. We've already sent people to investigate. Thanks to your antidote pills, otherwise I don't know if I could have held on until you got back." Mo Yu was glad that Yang Jianwu had forced a bunch of pills on him when she left the capital.