Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Nalan Lianyi grew up in the palace and was used to intrigue and backstabbing. She hated this kind of thing the most!

It turns out Lu Qiao came out to cause trouble for Sister Yang; the scheming man in his heart was about to charge forward with a small sword in hand!

What can be tolerated by scholars?

She stepped forward gracefully and helped Lu Qiao up, smiling as she said, "Miss Lu, you don't know our situation."

Sister Yang has witnessed the hardships Your Highness and I have gone through, and she is our benefactor.

We haven't prepared a gift for Sister Yang yet, how can we ask her to give us a gift?

This is absolutely unacceptable.

Nalan Lianyi turned around and pulled her ally, shyly hooking her arm around Mo Yu's. "Don't you agree, Your Highness?"

Mo Yu readily agreed, "Exactly."

"It was my rudeness, Your Highness and Princess, please forgive me."

Lu Qiao felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly bowed, intending to leave.

Having finally found someone daring, how could Li Leru possibly give up the opportunity, even if she didn't arrange it herself?

"Miss Lu, please wait a moment."

"What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Li Leru did not answer Lu Qiao's question, but bowed in the direction of Mo Yu.

“Your Highness, I’m sure many people share the same doubts as Miss Lu. Why not have Miss Yang clarify the facts so that no one will make unfounded comments about this matter in the future?”

Mo Yu immediately denied it, "No need!"

"Your Highness, please do not rush to answer for Miss Yang. You should also listen to what Miss Yang has to say. It is wise to listen to both sides."

Undeterred, Li Leru turned and called out loudly in Yang Jianwu's direction, "Miss Yang, isn't that right?"

Li Xiang, sitting on the sidelines, was also sweating profusely. How dare Li Leru do that!

I used to think this daughter was exceptionally talented, but now I see that she's just stupid and jealous.

Yang Jianwu remained silent, quietly watching the show. To be honest, it wasn't even as exciting as a storybook.

"Two sentences for the Princess!"

Li Leru seemed oblivious to the coldness in Yang Jianwu's words and continued to chat warmly.

"Appreciate further details."

Yang Jianwu always adhered to one principle regarding people who liked to cause trouble:

We will never tolerate this!

"First, silence is a form of refusal!"

"Second brother, don't be too clever for your own good. People who don't expose you are giving you face."

Face = face

Since you're shameless, I don't need to leave any for you!

Everyone present is a master of palace intrigue, a cunning fox who has been around for ages. What's the point of playing these ghost stories?

Immediately, the audience erupted in discussion...

Some say that Yang Jianwu was audacious and disrespected the princess because of her special relationship with the Seventh Prince;

Some say that Li Leru is petty and deliberately made things difficult for the newlyweds at the wedding;

Some say it was caused by Lu Qiao...

Even if Li Leru is not favored by Mo Yu, she is still the rightful princess. She has always been proud and aloof, and she has never been so disrespected.

"you……"

"enough!"

Mo Yu shouted, and the crowd below the stage immediately fell silent.

"Guards, the Princess Consort has had too much to drink. Take her back to rest. The wedding will continue!"

Hongyun responded, "Yes!"

He thought to himself, "Women's jealousy is like a wild dog; it will bite anyone it catches."

Li Leru remained motionless, her eyes filled with resentment.

Xiang Wan was anxious. If she didn't leave, His Highness would not let her off easily, so she prepared to pull her away.

"This servant will help the Princess to rest."

"Your Highness, wait a moment!"

A loud, magnetic voice rang out.

The guards at the door stopped the person; they could only hear his voice but not see him inside the hall.

Yang Jianwu's eyes lit up instantly—it was Ah Xuan!

The little rascal has definitely been here for a while. I was planning to give him my gift along with everyone else's during the gift-giving session with close friends, but now I can only make a grand entrance.

The wedding was repeatedly interrupted, and Mo Yu's patience was about to run out.

Yang Jianwu was familiar with Mo Yu's temper and spoke up before Mo Yu could get angry, "Your Highness, he is my guard, here to deliver a congratulatory gift."

"Okay, let them in!"

The guards were ordered to allow them to pass.

Puyang Xuan slowly pushed a handcart into the room. The cart was covered with a red cloth, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a cuboid.

Songyin walked beside Heli, supporting him to prevent any oversights.

Mo Yu knew Song Yin, and since the person was with Song Yin, it must have been arranged by Jian Wu.

Nalan Lianyi knew that Yang Jianwu had prepared a wedding gift for them and was very much looking forward to it.

"Thank you, Sister Lianyi. You're so kind."

Yang Jianwu made a heart shape with her hands towards Nalan Lianyi.

"Getting married is a big deal, so you must take it seriously."

Seeing that there was nothing for her to do, Lu Qiao bowed and left the stage.

Li Leru left her on stage while he himself started jeering from below, simply wanting to drag someone down with him.

Our objective for today has been achieved; there's no point in staying any longer.

She probably had too many things on her mind, because she accidentally stepped on the hem of her skirt while going down the steps, and she fell forward.

Lu Qiao instinctively wanted to scream, but when she opened her mouth, she was met with a palm, and a strong arm around her waist steadied her.

My palms feel so warm, and there's a faint scent of moon unicorn.

Mo Ye didn't want the wedding to go wrong again, so he kept a close eye on everything. When Lu Qiao fell, he didn't really want to help her up, but was worried that her screams would disturb the hall.

Lu Qiao felt the arm around her waist loosen, and looked up to meet a pair of calm eyes.

My God, it's Prince Ning!

This is utterly shameful...

Mo Ye put his index finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

Lu Qiao immediately understood and nodded frantically.

She didn't want anyone to see her in such an embarrassing state again; it was better to lose face in front of one person than in front of a group of people.

Mo Ye withdrew his hand and returned to his original position.

Lu Qiao quickly straightened her sleeves, curtsied, and whispered her thanks, "Thank you, Your Highness Prince Ning."

Mo Ye nodded, no longer looking at Lu Qiao. He had already done more than enough to help someone who was on the opposite side of Xiao Wu'er.