Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Hongyun and Hongdian were guarding outside the main camp. When Hongyun saw Ziping approaching, he greeted her, "Miss Ziping, this is His Highness's tent. What brings you here?"

Zi Ping curtsied. "Brother Hongyun, I'm here to see Miss."

“Miss Yang isn’t here. She was just in the wounded camp. You can go and take a look over there.” Hongyun pointed to the tent where the Gu had just been removed.

When Zi Ping heard that her mistress had just been there, she became anxious. "I came from that direction, but I didn't see her."

Hearing their conversation from inside the tent, Mo Ye lifted the curtain and strode out. "How could you not find her? Weren't you with Xiao Wu'er the whole time?"

Zi Ping bowed and said, "Your Highness, Miss asked me to sprinkle insect repellent powder around the tents. I just got back."

"Hongfeng, lead men to search in groups within the camp; Hongyun, lead men to search outside the camp and find her as soon as possible!" Mo Ye was also a little anxious. Xiao Wu'er wasn't the kind of person who would cause worry, so something must have happened.

"Yes." The two acknowledged the order and left.

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu'er is very skilled. She'll let you know if she leaves. Hong Dian, take Zi Ping to Xiao Wu'er's tent and find someone to help tidy up." Mo Ye knew that Xiao Wu'er valued these maids highly, and if he wanted to win her favor, he had to win them over.

"Yes, Miss Ziping, this way please." Hongdian gestured for her to come. He could tell that this Miss Yang was no ordinary girl. His master was clearly interested in her. When had he ever spoken to a woman so politely? There was something going on. He had to praise his master more in front of this maid.

Zi Ping followed Hong Dian towards the back of the main camp. They arrived after only a few steps. "Miss's tent is so close to Prince Ning's main camp. Won't that be inconvenient?"

How could Hong Dian miss the opportunity to praise his master? He said with a grin, "Master is worried about Miss Yang. There are only men in the military camp. It would be bad if there was a collision. Besides, Master has many guards around him, so it is safer here."

Zi Ping joked, "I didn't expect His Highness Prince Ning to be so thoughtful and considerate towards women."

Hong Dian readily agreed, "That's right, our prince is handsome and extraordinary. Whenever there are grand celebrations or garden poetry gatherings, those young ladies can't wait to pounce on our prince."

Hong Dian added with exaggerated gestures, "You have no idea, our Prince is very filial. Every year on New Year's Day, he goes to Qiuyun Palace to pay respects to the late Consort Lan. Last year, the second young lady of Minister Wen's family stayed in Qiuhe Garden for two hours in order to meet our Prince before the New Year's banquet. When she saw His Highness, she fell into his arms. Oh, by the way, Qiuhe Garden is the only way to Qiuyun Palace."

Zi Ping smiled and replied, "Then, was Prince Ning moved and won the heart of his beauty?"

When Hong Dian is shrewd, he's as clever as a monkey; when he's stupid, he's as dumb as a fool. Or rather, he's inexperienced. "No, our Prince is a gentleman. He dodged when Miss Wen fell over. To prevent her from falling, he only lightly touched her arm."

Zi Ping nodded seriously, "Then His Highness Prince Ning is truly chivalrous and considerate. No wonder he was so thoughtful. On behalf of my young lady, I thank His Highness Prince Ning."

Hong Dian was secretly pleased, thinking he had flattered the emperor, but in the end, he left behind a dark chapter in his history.

As dusk approached, the search teams had all returned, but they had not found any trace of Yang Jianwu. Commander Han had gone out on business in the afternoon, but upon returning to the camp to find out what was going on, he immediately sensed something was wrong and rushed to the main camp to find Mo Ye.

At this moment, Mo Ye was extremely anxious, constantly glancing towards the door, hoping that Yang Jianwu would be the next to enter.

Hongfeng came to report, "Your Highness, Commandant Han requests an audience."

At this moment, Mo Ye only cared about Xiao Wu'er and didn't want to see anyone else. He thought that Commandant Han had left the military camp on official business and it would be troublesome if he missed something important. "Please invite Commandant Han in."

"Yes." Hongfeng retreated to the camp gate, lifted the curtain, and invited Commandant Han in.

Commandant Han approached the table and knelt down directly, saying, "This humble general, Han Zhao, greets Your Highness, Prince Ning."

Mo Ye raised his hand to indicate that he should stand up, "Commander Han, please rise."

Han Zhao remained kneeling, saying, "This humble general has heard that Your Highness is searching for a woman, but I do not know who she is."

Mentioning Yang Jianwu, Mo Ye no longer cared whether Han Zhao was kneeling or standing. "She is General Yang Boshan's daughter. She happens to know a lot about these insects. I sent someone to invite her to take a look at the two soldiers injured by the insects and see if they can be saved."

Han Zhao pursed his lips and asked again, "Has it been cured?"

Mo Ye had seen the two unconscious people that afternoon and was even more impressed with Xiao Wu'er's medical skills. "They woke up after noon. Apart from being a little weak, everything is normal."

Hearing Mo Ye say this, Han Zhao wished he could slap himself twice, and lowered his head even further, "This humble general is guilty, please forgive me, Your Highness."

Mo Ye didn't want to waste any more words with Han Zhao; he just wanted news of Xiao Wu'er as soon as possible. "What happened?"

Han Zhao dared not conceal anything and truthfully confessed to imprisoning Yang Jianwu. Mo Ye was furious and immediately ran to the prison. He ordered his men to search everywhere, but he never expected to find her in the prison. He wondered how Xiao Wu was doing now... Thinking that Xiao Wu might be shivering in some corner, Mo Ye felt his heart breaking.

Han Zhao and Hong Feng followed Mo Ye to the prison cell, expecting to see Yang Jianwu in a miserable state. However, they were surprised to find three prison guards sitting around the cell, their faces covered in straw paper, having a great time with Yang Jianwu. Well, Yang Jianwu also had two strips of straw paper on her face.

"Bomb! I have one more card!" Jailer A shouted excitedly.

"You lucky bastard, you got away first again." This was the disgruntled voice of jailer B.

"Who said he won?" It was Yang Jianwu's cunning voice, which sounded wonderful to Mo Ye at this moment.

The playing cards slammed to the ground with a "thud." "Royal flush!!! Hahaha~ Quick, quick, I won!"

Mo Ye approached the group. Yang Jianwu, who was facing outwards, looked up and saw Mo Ye. She waved her little hand and greeted him, "Hi, you're here! Want to play together?"

The three prison guards, thinking their companions were trying to take their spots, waved their hands without looking up, saying, "Get out of the way, we're having a good time. You can have your turn next time."

Mo Ye was exasperated. Had his soldiers been brainwashed by Xiao Wu'er? Besides, he had been so anxious, and now she was having so much fun. He felt so wronged.

Seeing that the three were only interested in having fun and did not come forward to pay their respects, and even tried to drive them away, Han Zhao's anger flared up. He shouted angrily, "How dare you! You gamble in the army and do not pay your respects to His Highness. What kind of behavior is this, so lawless and undisciplined!"

Upon seeing the large group of people arriving, led by His Highness Prince Ning, the three jailers quickly rose and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness Prince Ning." One of them then explained, "We weren't gambling; this young lady just said she was a bit bored and asked us to play cards with her."