Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 331 Does Your Highness not remember me?

Hongfeng reported the whole story to Moye, who nodded without showing much surprise or dissatisfaction.

"Your Highness, shall we send someone over?"

Mo Ye raised his head, looked at Hong Feng, and a faint smile flashed in his eyes.

He waved his hand, indicating that Hongfeng didn't need to ask any further questions.

Xiao Wu'er is sensible in her actions, especially since Lu Xiao and the others spoke ill of Lu Qiao behind her back. It's a blessing for them that Xiao Wu'er has taught them a lesson.

Given Xiao Wu'er's personality, she was already being lenient by not making them cry. Those who like to gossip behind people's backs should be taught a lesson. They don't even know where they are, and they don't know how to restrain themselves.

Yang Jianwu linked arms with Lu Qiao, and the two chatted casually, seemingly unaffected by the situation.

Inside the pavilion, a group of noble ladies sat around a woman in a yellow dress who was playing the zither. The woman was also a beauty, and every movement she made seemed to have been meticulously crafted.

Yang Jianwu wasn't familiar with these people, so she turned to ask Lu Qiao, who was standing next to her.

"Qiao'er, who is that person?"

With so many people surrounding her, her family must be of high status and wealth. These noble ladies are very pragmatic.

"She is Yao Yusheng, the granddaughter of Grand Tutor Yao and the apple of the Yao family's eye."

I heard she had a serious illness and spent several years recuperating at her old family home in the south before gradually recovering. She just arrived in Beijing yesterday.

Haha~ A serious illness? Getting better!

Yao Yusheng had a rosy complexion and looked radiant; she didn't look like someone who had just recovered from a serious illness at all.

Listening closely, her breathing was long and even. If I'm not mistaken, she must be a trained martial artist. And she calls this a serious illness?!

It seems that people in influential circles have a misunderstanding about serious illnesses...

Yang Jianwu rested her chin on her hand and stared at Yao Yusheng, seemingly listening to the music, but actually using space to quickly scan.

Sure enough, the test results were all normal.

Mo Ye is now the dream lover of all the noble ladies in the capital. Yao Yusheng's illness just happened to be cured at this time, and she just happened to arrive in the capital before the Spring Banquet. If you say there's nothing fishy going on, no one would believe it.

Another melodious piano tune began to play, its beautiful and pleasing sound...

Yang Jianwu looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yao Yusheng sitting upright in front of the zither, her jade-like hands gently caressing the strings, her expression focused and absorbed.

Her gaze pierced through the crowd and landed directly on one person, her eyes filled with deep affection…

Yao Yusheng was playing "The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate," the strings vibrating beneath the gilded armor.

It seems to be telling of endless longing...

Eek! ⊙﹏☉?

Yang Jianwu shuddered, feeling goosebumps all over her body. How cheesy!

"Mo Ye and Yao Yusheng knew each other before?"

Lu Qiao shook her head slightly. She had never paid attention to Prince Ning before, so how would she know if they knew each other?

"How about we ask Hongfeng?"

"Never mind, the Spring Banquet must be very busy. I'll find out later."

Yang Jianwu reached her fingers under her sleeve and touched the restless little gold on her wrist, then called Song Yin to whisper a few words in her ear.

"Yes, ma'am."

Songyin accepted the order and withdrew with Xiaojin.

Lu Qiao asked suspiciously, "Jianwu, has something happened?"

"It's nothing. We've come all this way to Prince Ning's residence, so let's have a great time."

Yang Jianwu pretended nothing was wrong and went elsewhere with Lu Qiao.

Hopefully she's overthinking it...

With Yao Yusheng leading the way in showcasing her talents, the young ladies from various families couldn't resist and began to frantically display their skills.

Mo Ye's patience ran out, so he found an excuse to leave. When no one was looking, he closed his eyes to rest and rubbed his aching brow.

A large group of women... chattering away... so noisy...

"Is His Highness Prince Ning feeling unwell?"

A gentle voice entered his ears, and Mo Ye looked in the direction of the voice and saw Lu Yusheng.

As Lu Yusheng approached, her sweet fragrance filled the air...

Mo Ye was momentarily dazed, but then his mind became incredibly clear again.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Yao. I am fine."

After Mo Ye finished speaking, he was about to take a detour to leave, but before he had taken two steps, he was stopped by Yao Yusheng again.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment."

Mo Ye concealed his irritation, "Miss Yao, is there something you need?"

Tears welled in Yao Yusheng's eyes, and her lips were tightly pressed together, as if she was trying her best to suppress the tears that were about to spill.

"Your Highness, don't you remember me?"

Mo Ye tried his best to recall, but it seemed he really had no recollection of it.

"Where have we met before?"

Yao Yusheng lowered her head and bit her lower lip, looking like she was about to cry again.

Influenced by Yang Jianwu, Mo Ye has an inherent aversion to the innocent and naive.

"Miss Yao, please speak if you wish. If not, I will return home first."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Yao Yusheng was momentarily caught off guard. Her pitiful appearance should have evoked pity, shouldn't it?

"Your Highness..."

"Ok?"

Just as Mo Ye's patience was about to run out, Yao Yusheng slowly spoke.

"Your Highness Prince Ning, a year ago you went south to manage the floods, but you were attacked on the way and were later rescued by a woman..."

Mo Ye, “…”

"and then?"

Yao Yusheng was speechless. She had gone to such lengths, was Prince Ning pretending to be ignorant or did he truly not understand?

"Your Highness, I am the one who saved you..."

"Oh……"

So that's what they were waiting for...

Mo Ye is now absolutely certain that Yao Yusheng has a problem!

I was indeed attacked when I went south a year ago, but it was Xiao Wu'er's people who saved me.

I was in a daze at the time, and only remembered a blurry figure.

The belt around her waist was the same one that Xiao Wu'er had given her as a gift when she received Hong Dian.

Everyone around her had one; the woman must have just received it, as the belt was still plain and undecorated.

Xiao Wu'er has been to the Spring Banquet, but she hasn't spoken a word to Yao Yusheng.

Therefore, she doesn't know Yao Yusheng, and the person who saved her was definitely not Yao Yusheng!

How did Yao Yusheng know she was injured... and what was her purpose in claiming credit for the work?

Mo Ye didn't expose him, but instead asked, "You want to repay a life-saving debt with your body?"

"Your Highness~~"

Yao Yusheng covered her lips with a handkerchief and giggled, her face flushed as if it were smeared with rouge.

"I wonder if I am fortunate enough to have such an honor?"

Mo Ye, “…”

"Then I'm afraid Miss Yao will be disappointed."

Yao Yusheng was not giving up. "Your Highness, I do not seek the position of principal wife, but will be content with being a concubine, as long as I can stay by Your Highness's side."

Mo Ye still refused, "I'm sorry, but I already have someone I like."

Yao Yusheng, "What?!"

Lu Qiao, "What?!"

Yang Jianwu, "What?!"

How come she didn't know when this happened?!

After finally finding Mo Ye, they heard some shocking news.

After exclaiming in surprise, Lu Qiao realized that she had acted too impulsively and quickly apologized to Mo Ye and offered her congratulations.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'm just happy for you. Congratulations..."

"Qiao'er, you agree?"

Before Lu Qiao could finish speaking, Mo Ye interrupted her.

Lu Qiao looked completely bewildered. What? What?

Is that what she guessed?!