Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 332 Yao Yusheng's Maid

Yao Yusheng slowly moved to Mo Ye's side, their clothes almost touching.

"Your Highness Prince Ning, are you perhaps joking?"

A faint, sweet fragrance filled the air, drifting almost imperceptibly, as if it were coming from some distant place.

Mo Ye's thoughts were interrupted by the sweet fragrance, and he couldn't help but fall into a daze once again.

“Ah~!!”

Yao Yusheng screamed in terror, her body involuntarily falling towards Mo Ye.

"Your Highness, there is a snake!!"

Hearing Yao Yusheng's scream, Lu Qiao's heart tightened, and her face instantly turned pale.

Her childhood experience of being bitten by a snake instilled in her an indelible fear of such animals.

Lu Qiao's body began to tremble, her instincts telling her to escape this dangerous place as soon as possible.

She frantically approached Yang Jianwu, hoping to find some protection from her.

however……

The more flustered you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes.

Lu Qiao accidentally tripped over her right foot with her left foot, and her body fell straight to one side like a log.

A flicker of despair crossed her mind; she knew that falling like this would be incredibly embarrassing. Sword Dancer was very skilled; he might be able to catch her…

Her upbringing wouldn't allow her to lose her composure, so she resignedly closed her eyes tightly. If Jianwu couldn't hold her up... then let the pain come even more fiercely...

Just when Lu Qiao thought she was going to fall heavily to the ground, a pair of warm and strong arms reached out from behind her and stopped her from falling.

The feel of these arms is so familiar...

Lu Qiao slowly opened her eyes and was surprised to find that Mo Ye was already standing in front of her.

"Your Highness...it's you..."

Her voice trembled slightly, her heart filled with doubt and embarrassment.

Yang Jianwu, who was supposed to be standing there to support her, suddenly appeared to the side as if by magic, with a maternal smile on her face.

Lu Qiao's face felt like it had been roasted by fire, burning hot.

I don't even need to look to know that my face must be as red as a ripe apple right now. How embarrassing...

Mo Ye went to pick up Lu Qiao, and Yao Yusheng waited with great joy, but in the end, she was disappointed.

A person was lying blankly on the ground, and even her maid felt embarrassed for her... No matter how embarrassed she was, Yao Yusheng was still her mistress, so she quickly stepped forward to help her up.

"Miss, are you hurt?"

Yao Yusheng suppressed her jealousy and replied calmly, "It's nothing, it was just my carelessness."

The maidservant, feeling indignant on Yao Yusheng's behalf, said angrily to Mo Ye, "Your Highness, my young lady saved your life! How could you treat her like this, letting her fall to the ground like this!"

"presumptuous!"

Mo Ye's face instantly darkened. Just because his temper had improved in recent years did not mean that his servants could trample on him.

"Why should I need a servant like you to teach me how to do things!"

He looked coldly at Yao Yusheng, making no attempt to hide his disgust, and mocked, "Can't the Grand Tutor's mansion even manage a servant now?"

No wonder Miss Yao fell ill and returned to her old residence to recuperate. It seems that Grand Tutor Yao's decision to retire was not out of modesty, but rather because he was simply incapable of managing the servants in his household.

Yao Yusheng's heart pounded faster and faster; she never expected things to develop to this point!

Every step she took deviated completely from her expectations, which made her feel extremely panicked.

"It has nothing to do with my grandfather; it's all because I failed to properly discipline the servants."

Yao Yusheng hurriedly explained, her voice trembling slightly.

"If Miss Yao can't even manage her servants, I can send someone to discipline them!"

Mo Ye shouted coldly, "Guards!"

Seeing this, Yao Yusheng quickly waved her hand and said, "No need! Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but I will handle it myself!"

She knew full well that Prince Ning's actions were by no means benevolent, and if she really let him send someone to discipline him... the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yao Yusheng turned to face the troublemaking maid, and without saying a word, raised her hand and delivered a resounding slap.

With a sharp "smack," a bright red handprint instantly appeared on the maid's cheek.

"Kneel down! Quickly kowtow to His Highness Prince Ning and admit your mistake!" Yao Yusheng shouted angrily, her tone unusually stern.

"Miss……"

The maid was clearly stunned by the sudden slap, but she quickly came to her senses, gritted her teeth, and knelt on the ground unwillingly.

She kowtowed repeatedly to Prince Ning, saying, "Your Highness, please forgive me. It's all my fault. I deserve to die."

Yang Jianwu, who was standing to the side, took in the whole scene, and a faint, cold smile appeared on her lips.

After the maid finished kowtowing, she slowly walked up to the maid, squatted down, and gently stroked the spot where Yao Yusheng had just hit her.

"Look at her blushing face, it's so pitiful. Your young lady is too ruthless."

Upon hearing this, the maid glared fiercely at Yang Jianwu, but ultimately dared not argue back. She simply said in a muffled voice, "Miss Yang, please don't stir up trouble. It was I who did something wrong. It is only right for you to scold or beat me, Miss."

"Hehe~ Is that so?"

Yang Jianwu stood up and looked down at the maid, "Miss Yao, your maid has already admitted her mistake."

According to the laws of Dongli, offending a prince is punishable by shaving the head or tattooing, or even nose amputation or death by beating!

Yao Yusheng was on the verge of tears. "Your Highness... she didn't mean it. Could you please forgive her this time, considering that I once saved your life?"

Upon hearing these words, Yang Jianwu shook her head repeatedly, making "tsk tsk" sounds, her face full of disdain and contempt.

"They can't stop talking about the debt of gratitude for saving their lives. Who are they trying to morally blackmail?"

Yao Yusheng's thoughts were exposed by Yang Jianwu on the spot, and she immediately felt embarrassed and filled with resentment towards Yang Jianwu.

"Miss Yang, what exactly do you want from me to let her go?"

Yao Yusheng suppressed her anger and tried her best to make her tone sound calm.

Yang Jianwu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a half-smile.

She slowly walked up to the maid, lifted the maid's chin, and made her face directly towards herself.

He reached out and gently stroked the maid's injured cheek, as if feeling her pain.

Suddenly, Yang Jianwu raised her hand high into the air...

"A slap doesn't seem like enough of a punishment..."

Yang Jianwu's voice was icy cold, sending chills down one's spine.

Just as Yang Jianwu's hand was about to fall, the maid trembled with fear. Unable to bear the terror any longer, she finally begged for mercy, "It's all my fault, I'll do it myself!"

After saying that, the maid raised her hand without hesitation and slapped herself hard across the face.

Then, one, two...

The palm kept landing on the cheek, making a crisp sound.

Soon, the maid's cheeks swelled up like steamed buns, and her originally fair skin became "shiny and shiny" from the stretching...