Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

"Dou Dizhu?" Han Zhao repeated.

The jailer quickly explained, "It's just a little game. The loser has a sticker stuck on their face."

Mo Ye saw that their faces and heads were covered in slips of paper. How many games had they lost to have their faces completely covered up like this...?

Han Zhao angrily pointed at them, "Nonsense! The people locked in the cells are all prisoners. How can you play around with prisoners! Guards, drag the three of you away and punish them with military rods..."

"Wait a minute!" Han Zhao was interrupted by Yang Jianwu before he could finish speaking. "Who are you calling the prisoner?"

Han Zhao belatedly realized he had misspoke and didn't dare look at the expression on Prince Ning's face beside him. He only felt a chill creeping up from the surroundings and forcefully explained, "As prison guards, they should stick to their posts..."

"Who are you calling a prisoner?" Yang Jianwu asked again. Being locked up here, she had stolen half a day of leisure and played cards all afternoon. She was in a good mood and didn't want to cause trouble. However, since someone knew they were wrong but didn't admit it and didn't even apologize, she couldn't forgive them easily.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Han Zhao stammered, "I... I didn't say that about you."

Yang Jianwu was in a bad mood and refused to get up from the ground, switching into her "Yang the Argument" mode. "Fine, if the prisoner wasn't talking about me, then who was the gambling?" Yang Jianwu pointed at the three people kneeling on the ground. "Are you talking about them? What did they gamble on? Excuse me, what is gambling?"

Seeing Han Zhao's sullen face, Yang Jianwu guessed he couldn't offer an explanation. "'Gambling' involves using valuable things as stakes to determine the outcome. What are we doing? We're just sticking a piece of paper on our faces. We're not gambling! Why are you making such a fuss?"

Yang Jianwu took a breath and continued, "You still say they should stay at their posts? Where have they left their posts? They're all right here. You have such big eyes, what kind of look is that!"

Han Zhao seized the opportunity to speak quickly, saying, "Aren't they neglecting their duties and playing around with the prisoners? Isn't that dereliction of duty?"

Yang Jianwu glared at him with her almond-shaped eyes, "Say it again, who is the culprit?"

Han Zhao tried to explain, "I wasn't talking about you..."

Yang Jianwu crossed her arms, giving no chance to explain. "I'm not a prisoner, so what's wrong with playing a game with them? You're clearly discriminating against me and don't like me! First, you locked me up without even asking what happened, and now you want to punish the pawn who played cards with me. You're just trying to slap me in the face! I'm a guest invited by Your Highness Prince Ning, not your prisoner!"

Han Zhao felt that this girl was his nemesis; he, who was usually eloquent, couldn't utter a single word...

Mo Ye spoke up to stop the two from arguing, "Xiao Wu'er, calm down. You should get out of jail first. It was Commandant Han who was wrong. He's an upright man, so don't take it to heart."

Yang Jianwu was indignant. "I'm here to help you deal with people, and I'll let it go for now that your people have locked me up. But they won't even let me play cards, and now they dare to speak up for that Han guy! This is unacceptable!" She turned her head to the side and said, "I'm not leaving until he apologizes!"

Mo Ye looked helpless, but his arrogant demeanor was quite cute. He said to Han Zhao, "Commander Han, you did something inappropriate this time. Apologize to Miss Yang. She was invited by me to help us. It's not right to treat her like this."

Han Zhao's face flushed red, both from anger and frustration. He bowed and clasped his hands in apology to Yang Jianwu, saying, "I'm sorry, Miss Yang. I didn't understand the situation and made a hasty judgment, wronging you. Please forgive me."

"Oh ho~" Yang Jianwu thought that Commandant Han would make things difficult for her, but she didn't expect him to apologize so readily. People who are straightforward are usually not malicious. "Forget it, I won't hold it against you."

Yang Jianwu was about to get up when she suddenly sat back down on the ground with a "plop"... She said awkwardly, "Well, I think the scenery here is quite nice. You guys go ahead, I'll go back by myself in a bit."

Seeing that Yang Jianwu was still sitting on the ground, Mo Ye was worried that she would catch a cold, so he kindly went over to help her up. "Little Wu'er, the ground is cold. Even if you want to look at the scenery, you should stand up."

Yang Jianwu avoided Mo Ye, saying, "It's not cold, you guys go back first, hurry up and go." Her hand still had a shooing gesture.

Mo Ye didn't understand and was still trying to pull the person up. Yang Jianwu got annoyed. What's wrong with this guy? Is he so stubborn? Just leave if you tell him to! Don't force me to swear, you can't handle my anger!

When Jing Nan heard that Yang Jianwu was in jail, he rushed over. He saw one of them lying on the ground, refusing to get up, while the other was desperately trying to pull her up. After a moment of confusion, he understood the situation...

Seeing Yang Jianwu's slightly embarrassed expression, he immediately understood and stepped forward to pull Mo Ye away. "Your Highness, Miss Yang wants to enjoy the scenery a little longer. Why force her to go back? Let's go." He pulled Mo Ye away and ordered the people around him, "All of you, disperse! Don't disturb Miss Yang's enjoyment of the scenery. Anyone who disobeys will be punished according to military law!"

Yang Jianwu felt her face burning. She cursed Jing Nan a hundred times in her mind. He was definitely experienced! Damn it, Jing Nan, you know what you're doing, why all this fuss?! Court-martial?! Are you trying to keep it a secret?! Ugh, so annoying! Why did I get my period at this time? So embarrassing! Hopefully, my clothes aren't see-through.

As Yang Jianwu watched everyone disperse, she was about to get up when she heard Jing Nan turn around and shout, "Miss Yang, your tent is behind the main camp. Be careful when you get back. We're leaving now."

"You little bastard, Jing Nan, next time don't give me any leverage over you!" "I know! I know!"

After confirming that everyone had left, Yang Jianwu quickly got up and checked to make sure that the place where she had just sat was not contaminated and that her clothes were not soaked. Only then did she feel relieved and quietly left via the path.

Mo Ye was pulled away by Jing Nan, looking completely bewildered. Halfway there, he shook off Jing Nan's hand and shouted, "What are you doing?!"

Jing Nan slapped his forehead, speechless. "Brother, is this what you want to do?"

"I just wanted to help Xiaowu up, I didn't mean anything by it," Mo Ye said, looking aggrieved.

Jing Nan felt embarrassed for Yang Jianwu. Why couldn't this person understand... After pulling the person back to the main camp and dismissing everyone, with Hong Feng and Hong Yun guarding outside, he slowly spoke, "Um... women have a few special days every month, you know that?"

Mo Ye was completely bewildered and shook his head, "What do you mean?"

Jing Nan was speechless for a moment. How was he supposed to explain this?!