Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Mo Yu agreed so readily, which means he doesn't seem to like Li Leru, making his chances of success even greater.

Yang Jianwu glanced at Mo Yu from head to toe, then said with a smile, "You and her haven't consummated your marriage yet, have you?"

Mo Yu covered his mouth and coughed lightly, his face tense. "Let's get down to business."

"We're talking about serious business!"

"Then continue."

"Does Li Leru really want to sleep with you?"

Are you sure we're discussing a plan?

"Hmm."

Mo Yu blushed slightly, unsure whether he was embarrassed for himself or for Yang Jianwu.

"Is it necessary to know this?"

“It’s absolutely necessary!”

Yang Jianwu continued talking to herself, completely oblivious to Mo Yu's embarrassment.

"Since Li Leru likes to make others unhappy, I'm going to make her unhappy too! Since I'm going to make her unhappy, I'll definitely stab her in the lungs to make it hurt!"

If she likes you, the appearance of ripples can be just the right thing to provoke her! If she's completely indifferent to you, then I'll have to find another way, understand?

"alright."

"So, what exactly is she like to you... umm??"

Recalling Li Leru's past actions, Mo Yu had an answer and vaguely replied, "It should be hope..."

"How are you sure?"

"She...sneaked drugs on me..."

Yang Jianwu's mouth formed an "O" shape. "So you've already..."

"Not yet. She was discovered by the guards when she tried to poison my tea."

Hearing this, Yang Jianwu felt contempt for Li Leru and the Emperor of Dongli. What kind of taste did he have? This was supposed to be a Phoenix Star? Even an ape was smarter than her.

"You should stay away from her from now on."

"Okay. I'll listen to everything you have to say. Now, can you tell me your plan?"

Yang Jianwu chuckled mischievously, "Come on, let's sit down and talk slowly. Then you can... well, you know..."

The best way to upset a woman is to make her watch the person she likes being affectionate with someone else.

Lianyi was a princess sent to marry a foreign ruler. She married into the Seventh Prince's household and her status was roughly equal to that of Li Leru.

If Mo Yu were to treat Lianyi with extra care, it would definitely provoke Li Leru, and just thinking about it is exhilarating.

It can also improve the relationship between Mo Yu and Lian Yi, killing two birds with one stone, that's it!

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment, "Lianyi is the sister you adopted. Isn't this taking advantage of her?"

Worried that Mo Yu wouldn't cooperate, Yang Jianwu started talking nonsense in a serious tone: "It's because Lianyi is my sister. She heard that Li Leru is targeting me everywhere, so she wants to help me get revenge! Don't worry, Lianyi will definitely be able to play the shy princess who admires you well. Just cooperate obediently."

It's a natural performance, so it's genuine.

Mo Yu understood, "I understand, I will definitely cooperate with Princess Nalan."

"You can try calling me Lianyi or Yiyi now. The more you call me that, the smoother it will sound, and the more genuine it will be."

"According to your."

Yang Jianwu rubbed her hands together, ready to begin her cunning plan, pointing directly at Mo Yu's waist, "Let's start with the jade pendant!"

Mo Yu handed the jade pendant he was carrying to Yang Jianwu. Before he could even see where the scissors came from, the cord on the jade pendant had already broken.

This speed...

Then, looking at the woman holding a half-finished two-colored knot, it turned out that she had planned this all along.

After a cup of tea, a brand-new jade pendant appeared at Mo Yu's waist.

"I'll take care of Lianyi's side. Remember your role."

"Ah."

After finalizing the plan, Songyin saw Moyu off, and Mujin stepped forward to report, "Miss, Young Master Puyang has not come."

"They didn't come?"

"Young master is probably tired."

"Okay, you can go and rest now."

"Yes."

After Mu Jin took her leave, Yang Jianwu opened the door and fell into a spacious embrace. She could guess who it was with her toes. She looked up and met Pu Yangxuan's teasing eyes.

"Finally, you've decided to come back. I thought I'd be spending the night alone."

Yang Jianwu was speechless. This person was racking his brains every day to sneak into his room.

"Tell me, when did you arrive?"

I arrived before the Seventh Prince.

"Then why don't you go out?"

Puyang Xuan closed the door behind him, then shyly tugged at Yang Jianwu's sleeve, "I thought you were going to come in, but I didn't expect you two to be chatting so enthusiastically in the courtyard."

Yang Jianwu slapped Pu Yangxuan away and rolled her eyes elegantly, "Speak properly, don't be a green tea bitch."

"Who told you to chat without me? My mood today is a mix of three parts sugar and seven parts vinegar, just right for making a cold dish."

Yang Jianwu had a toothache. "It's too sour."

Puyang Xuan was determined to make someone remember his lesson.

“Sword Dance, since we met, you have never personally braided a jade pendant knot for me. This can be considered a personal item.”

Yang Jianwu ignored him and directly pulled out a large handful of half-finished rope knots from his sleeve and piled them in front of Puyang County.

"Here, I have plenty, take your pick."

Puyang Xuan, realizing he had misunderstood, said awkwardly, "So it wasn't you who made it yourself. I thought..."

"What do you think? You think there are many things!"

Yang Jianwu pointed angrily at Puyang Xuan, "Lovers need trust, and they should also keep their distance from the opposite sex. I was afraid you would misunderstand, so I would rather freeze in the pavilion than let Mo Yu into the house!"

You're so unhelpful! You didn't even ask if I was cold, all you did was spew sour words. And all I did was think of you.

God gave you a mouth so you could use it to comfort me and tell me you love me, not so you could argue with me, talk back, bicker, or ramble on.

Pu Yangxuan felt ashamed and rushed behind Yang Jianwu, taking the initiative to pat her shoulder and admit his mistake.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, let's not be angry anymore."

Yang Jianwu feigned pitifulness, bowing her head and tapping it, "It's so annoying, what's the use of this head? It only thinks about you, and I can't throw it away."

"Yes, yes, this head can only think of me."

Pu Yangxuan's little scheme was satisfied, his attitude in admitting his mistake became more sincere, and his subordinates followed suit and worked harder.

"I'll let go of my anger if you do me a favor."

"Okay, as long as you're not angry, I'll do anything you want! I'll never say 'no'."

Yang Jianwu refused to follow the person's lewd line and pulled Puyang Xuan into the space.

"I need to prepare a wedding gift for Mo Yu. Can you help me?"

Pu Yangxuan pointed blankly at himself, "Me?"

Yang Jianwu smiled and said, "Is there a problem?"

It sounds very threatening; who would dare say they do?

"No, I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

"good."

……

"Sword Dance, what are you doing with so much glass?"

"Make a cover."

……

"What is this white powder?"

"Camphor powder, potassium nitrate, ammonium chloride."

……

"This wine smells so good, can I drink it?"

"Do as you please if you don't want to die."

……

The eighth day of the second lunar month is an auspicious day.

The red candles flickered, filling the room with a radiant glow. The bridal chamber was exquisitely decorated, with large red "double happiness" characters pasted on the windows, highlighting the joy of the wedding. On the bed, the brocade quilt embroidered with a hundred children pattern shimmered in the festive atmosphere.

A faint scent of ambergris filled the air, soothing the mind. On the expensive dressing table, the bronze mirror gleamed, and jade hairpins and gold hair ornaments shimmered softly in the dim candlelight.