Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 326 'Good Fortune' Arrives

Lu Qiao has been much more indulgent than before, and he really can't bring himself to snatch the "Red Auspicious Cloud" now.

Mo Ye also stood to one side. Although he occasionally joked around with his subordinates, having learned from Xiao Wu'er, he still couldn't bring himself to compete with a group of people for food.

Yang Jianwu glanced at Lu Qiao, then at Sam Sam Mo Ye. These two were a perfect match, both equally unable to put on airs.

After everyone had taken their fill, Yang Jianwu added a handful of icing sugar and hibiscus pollen.

"Qiao'er, I'm just asking you, do you want the big fortune?!"

Lu Qiao was about to blurt out "no," but then she realized that was wrong; she definitely wanted the big event.

If I answer "yes," then I'll have to do it myself, which is such a dilemma.

Before Lu Qiao could answer, Yang Jianwu asked Mo Ye again, "Do you want the big luck?"

"want."

Mo Ye answered without the slightest hesitation.

Hongyun handed Moye a bamboo skewer, "Your Highness, this is a lucky charm for good fortune, so please wrap it with more wax."

Mo Ye was a little apprehensive thinking about the huge cloud he had just eaten. He rarely ate sweets, and he wouldn't have rolled up the "red auspicious cloud" if it weren't for the desire to share in the good fortune.

Hongyun, that guy, channeled his "Hongfeng" spirit and actually became a terrible teammate.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, quickly try to see how big you can roll it, for good luck."

Yang Jianwu pressed on, not forgetting to pull Lu Qiao along, "Qiao'er, you should try it too."

Lu Qiao took the skewer and tried to roll her hair like Yang Jianwu had done. At first, her attempts were terrible, with only small clumps of hair. But as she got more skilled, she somehow managed to roll out a "red auspicious cloud."

Mu Jin and Dan Niang clapped in encouragement.

"Miss Lu's curls look really good."

"Yes, even the shape of clouds has been rolled out."

Yang Jianwu urged Mo Ye, "Brother Ye, hurry up, give us the biggest auspicious cloud."

Mo Ye picked up the slip of paper and began to read. He was handsome, and everything he did looked good; even reading the slip of paper exuded a solemn air.

As expected, after the icing in the sugar warehouse melted, all the red sugar threads were wrapped around Mo Ye.

A thin stick trembled as it supported the enormous red cloud.

A gentle breeze blows, and the large clouds sway in the wind, looking as if they are about to lose their balance.

"Be careful."

Lu Qiao quickly stepped forward to take it, forgetting that she was also holding a red cloud.

Once we meet, we're destined to be together.

Lu Qiao's face flushed with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Your Highness Prince Ning, I was in such a hurry that I forgot I still had..."

His Highness Prince Ning said he wanted great fortune; isn't she infringing on his good fortune now?!

Thinking of this, Lu Qiao quickly pulled back her red cloud.

The sugar strands are very sticky, and even if you retreat in time, there are always a few strands that you can't bear to let go of.

The two red clouds, one large and one small, began to intersect from that point on.

Mo Ye remained silent. Lu Qiao wanted to continue apologizing, but Yang Jianwu interrupted, "Oh dear, colliding together brings even greater good fortune. Brother Ye, you're sure to have a very lucky year."

Hibiscus was very helpful: "Miss, don't you feel that the air around us is sweet?"

Yang Jianwu sniffed hard, "Just as you said, it really is sweet."

Unable to bear the teasing, Lu Qiao put down the skewer in her hand, blushed, and went to the side to drink plum juice.

Mo Ye stared at the huge dumpling in his hand, looking bewildered. What should he do? Eat it or not?

The fragrant aroma from the ovens rose into the sky, mingling with the cooking smoke from the capital city.

Outside the wall, a peddler rings his camel bells and sings a newly composed tune:

"Who sees the smiles of wealthy young ladies in grand mansions, where the aroma of sugar, cigarettes, and meat fills the air..."

A few days later, Puyang Xuan and Luo Li met on the way and returned to the capital together.

General's Mansion - Evening Pavilion

Yang Jianwu picked some fruit in her space to treat the two of them, their faces were covered in dust from the journey.

Using silver chopsticks to remove the pits from the cherries, he began feeding them to Puyang Xuan.

"They didn't even send a message before they came back."

I missed you. There was no time for anyone to go first, so I came by myself.

Luo Li was speechless as he watched the two people opposite him showing affection as if nothing had happened. Did they think he didn't exist?

There's a living, breathing person right in front of you, can't you at least be a little more discreet?

"Luo Li, you didn't even send a message before you came back."

Luo Li took a bite of the ginseng fruit with resentment and said sourly, "I missed you too. It's faster if you come back on your own."

Puyang Xuan, who was enjoying the pleasure of being fed, suddenly tightened his fingers, and his dark ochre pupils, which were originally bathed in the warm sun, suddenly froze into ice crystals.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

When Puyang Xuan raised his eyes, the shadow cast by his eyelashes on his eyelids was like sharp raven feathers.

Luo Li was secretly delighted. Oh yeah, she could finally turn the tables.

He acted as if he hadn't noticed anything and continued in his annoying mode, "Miss, we grew up together since we were little, you could say we're 'childhood sweethearts'."

You can't deliberately distance yourself from me just because you have him. Ah, the days of being inseparable are gone forever!

Puyang Xuan's eyes were like the sea before a storm, seemingly calm, but in reality, a vortex that could devour everything was churning deep within his pupils.

A low, cold voice, tinged with sand, said, "Young Master Luo is unusually talkative today."

Luo Li picked up a silk handkerchief and carefully wiped each of her fingers. The fruit that the young lady gave her was delicious, even the juice was very sweet.

“Puyang…”

"Snapped!"

"Ouch—it hurts!"

A sword sheath struck Luo Li directly on the buttocks. Luo Li turned around and stared in disbelief.

"Song-yin-!"

He rubbed the painful spot with one hand and pointed to Songyin with the other, but dared not straighten his index finger out of fear.

"Don't you have any shame? Don't you know the proper separation of men and women?!"

How could you be so shameless with such a private part as your butt...

Song Yin had just returned from the military camp when she entered the room and heard Luo Li talking nonsense. She couldn't help but step in and teach Yang Jianwu a lesson.

"Don't you have any shame? When did that lady ever put her arm around your shoulder?"

Puyang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Great, it turned out that Luo Li did it on purpose.

Luo Li felt wronged, but she didn't say anything.

"Why not? Should we ask His Highness Prince Ning? Weren't we arm in arm when we first met?"

"How dare you talk nonsense!"

Song Yin made a move to strike again, but Luo Li quickly jumped away to dodge.

They're all highly skilled fighters trained by the young lady. Getting hit the first time was an accident, but getting hit a second time? Don't they have any dignity left?

Pu Yangxuan's heart tightened. He had actually met Mo Ye before! Could it be that what Luo Li said was true?

Why didn't you explain the sword dance?!

Puyang Xuan looked at Yang Jianwu expectantly, his eyes blinking affectionately. "As long as you explain, I'll believe you."

Yang Jianwu continued to poke the cherry pits and handed the processed cherries to Puyang Xuan.

"Sweetie, eat first."

Puyang Xuan didn't move; he couldn't eat without an explanation.

Yang Jianwu pushed it forward again, until it reached Puyang Xuan's mouth. Puyang Xuan took a small bite, acting like a wronged little wife.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Yang Jianwu's leniency towards his subordinates does not mean he condones their misbehavior.

"Luo Li, some jokes are not to be taken lightly. I'll give you one chance. Think of Chu before you speak."

Luo Li realized that Yang Jianwu was angry, and immediately made a gesture of surrender with her hands.

A true man can bend and stretch; if you anger a young lady, you'll regret it!