Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

After staring at it for a while, Tan Xin finally realized what was going on. It turned out that Brother Xuan wasn't Yang Jianwu's bodyguard, but her lover!

"you--!"

Tan Xin was filled with shock and anger, so angry that she could barely speak.

"What's wrong with us??"

Yang Jianwu calmly took a sip of the fragrant tea. "As expected of my family, it's really delicious."

"Aren't you master and servant? How can you be messing around together like this!"

Tan Xin was so angry that she became incoherent, glaring fiercely at Yang Jianwu and cursing him.

Blah blah blah, and another round of output~

Yang Jianwu remained unmoved. Puyang Xuan wanted to teach Tan Xin a lesson, but Yang Jianwu stopped him with a single look.

Tan Xin was even more furious. She looked at Duke Tan with difficulty and cried out, "Father... Waaah... What should we do..."

Lord Tan rubbed his aching temples. “Xin’er, this was your fault to begin with. Apologize to Miss Yang, and the matter will be over.”

Having no other choice, Tan Xin had to continue targeting Yang Jianwu.

"You, a lady from a prominent family, have actually had an affair with a guard. Is this the upbringing of a noble lady from Dongli?"

Yang Jianwu sneered. It didn't matter if she scolded herself, but it was unacceptable to escalate it to the national level!

She threw the teacup in her hand away. Using silver needles to puncture acupoints was too wasteful of needles; she wasn't worthy!

The teacup flew straight towards Tan Xin, and with a crisp "snap," it accurately struck Tan Xin's pressure point, rendering him speechless.

Yang Jianwu let out a long sigh of relief, "My ears can finally get some peace and quiet."

I couldn't help but sigh again, "Having profound internal strength is truly amazing!"

Puyang Xuan caught the teacup that was about to fall to the ground with quick eyes and hands, and placed it on the tea table with both hands. Liang Yan then poured more fragrant tea.

"Sword Dance, this tea set is expensive. Don't let other people and money cause you trouble."

Liang Yan replied sourly, "That's right, Miss. This is made in the Ru kiln of Yunzhi. One cup is worth more than a month's expenses for an official's family."

The teacup was much larger than the silver needle, resulting in a larger area of ​​trauma.

Tan Xin was unable to speak; her throat was swollen and painful, as if it had been burned by fire. She could neither move nor speak; all she could do was endure the pain.

Lord Tan watched coldly, without saying a word to stop it. Faced with absolute power, he could still distinguish what was more important.

"Guards, carry the princess back to the post station."

"Yes--"

As soon as Lord Tan gave the order, several messengers quickly stepped forward and carefully helped Tan Xin up and carried him away.

Lord Tan apologized again before retreating outside the hall.

Watching Lord Tan and his men leave, Yang Jianwu smiled knowingly.

"Ha~ What a loving father and filial son! One is an idiot, and the other is a coward."

Liang Yan didn't hear her clearly. "Huh? What did you say, Miss?"

“I said, Lord Tan doesn’t dote on the little princess as much as the legends say.”

Yang Jianwu took a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth, chattering away. It was early in the morning, and she was starving.

Liang Yan stood aside, quietly recalling the details after Lord Tan and the young princess entered the mansion. It was mostly the young princess who was talking, with Lord Tan occasionally adding a word or two, but without any real help.

If a father truly spoils his children without any limits, he should at least say a few words in defense of them, even if he is wrong.

Lord Tan seemed to be particularly indulgent towards the young princess, allowing her to vent her dissatisfaction.

It is said that daughters should not be raised in this way. Even children from ordinary families should learn to restrain themselves, let alone a young princess raised according to the regulations for princesses.

"Miss, I think the young princess seems to have too much of a temper?"

Yang Jianwu brushed the crumbs off her hand and beckoned Liang Yan to come closer.

Liangyan thought her mistress had something to tell her, so she obediently put her ear close to Yang Jianwu's face, only to be greeted by Yang Jianwu's usual trick—"pinching her cheek."

"Our Liangyan is so amazing, you even noticed this."

"Ah...Miss..."

Liang Yan wailed with a wronged expression, looking at Yang Jianwu with a mournful look.

Waaaaah~ Her young lady is great in every way, except she likes to pinch people's faces...

Look at all those oily finger marks on his face...

“Miss, you need to change this habit. If you accidentally pinch the young master’s private parts, you might fall out with him.”

Puyang Xuan approached with a smile, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Sword Dance, I don't mind you pinching my face, come on~ pinch mine, hurry up and hurry up."

Yang Jianwu shoved Puyang Xuan's alluring face away, secretly pouting and saying, "Not interested!!"

"Sword Dance...didn't you explain everything clearly? Why are you still angry..."

Puyang Xuan tugged at Yang Jianwu's sleeve and shook it, wondering when his wife would be able to make him happy again; it had been so long since they had been able to be affectionate.

"Many things have passed, but I haven't turned the page; they're just left unresolved in my heart."

Yang Jianwu was so hungry that she had no energy. She looked to the side listlessly, and spoke weakly, as if she were talking to herself, or perhaps to Puyang Xuan.

"If too many knots form, the problems will grow bigger, and people will start to doubt their initial choices..."

Pu Yangxuan was afraid that Yang Jianwu would say something like "break up," so he quickly covered Yang Jianwu's lips with his eyes full of affection, and even his voice was soft and tender.

"Sword Dance, it's all my fault, no matter what!"

There will be no rift between us. I will untie the knot in your heart, trust me!!

Liang Yan excitedly clenched her little hands to cheer Pu Yangxuan on, saying, "Come on, come on! If you get a little more emotional, Miss will forgive you!"

There are always people in the world who spoil the mood, and Yang Jianwu is that type. She deftly slapped away Puyang Xuan's hand that was trying to block her lips.

"Illness enters through the mouth, have you washed your hands?!"

Puyang Xuan, "..."

Liang Yan, "..."

Yang Jianwu ignored the two's petrified expressions and instructed Liang Yan, "Send someone to investigate Lord Tan, especially his daily interactions with the young princess."

"Has Miss noticed something?"

Yang Jianwu continued eating her pastries. "No, I only saw Lord Tan letting his daughter speak freely."

Liang Yan was speechless again...

"Could it be that Lord Tan doesn't truly dote on the young princess?"

Yang Jianwu stopped chewing, looked up at Liang Yan, and said affirmatively, "Yes, of course I love her."

Liangyan was even more confused, "Miss, I'm completely baffled..."

Yang Jianwu sighed softly, "There's a kind of love called 'praise to death'..."

Liang Yan suddenly realized, "So, the young princess's bad temper was all caused by Duke Tan spoiling her?"

Yang Jianwu extended her index finger and shook it lightly.

"Not entirely. The young princess's condition is likely due to long-term use of trace amounts of Wushi Powder."

"long……"

Liang Yan's eyes widened in surprise. Overdosing on Wushi Powder can cause poisoning.

"Has no one in the Duke's mansion discovered this all this time?"

"How would I know."

Yang Jianwu recalled a document he had read that said, "Taking Five-Stone Powder not only cures illness, but also makes one feel mentally clear and refreshed."

Presumably, the young princess took a small amount, and since there were no abnormalities, it should be difficult to detect.

"Does Lord Tan know about this?"

Yang Jianwu rested her chin on her hand, her mind replaying the image of Lord Tan coldly watching the little princess being hit. How much must he love her to remain unmoved? It's quite possible that he ordered someone to administer the Five-Stone Powder.