Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

After Zi Ping finished speaking, she happily ran out of the tent to find Mu Jin. Yang Jianwu chewed her food vigorously, staring resentfully at the curtain, as if she wanted to stare a hole through it.

Mo Ye smiled and put another piece of food on Yang Jianwu's plate. "Little Wu'er, you really care about your subordinates. I remember the first time we met, you made beggar's chicken for them."

Yang Jianwu puffed out her cheeks, feeling heartbroken just thinking about it. "We grew up together and have always considered them friends. They weren't bound by the master-servant mentality growing up, so they're quite disrespectful to me. Sometimes they even gang up on me to bully me. Satisfying their appetites has become a regular part of my life."

Mo Ye felt a little jealous that Xiao Wu'er's subordinates were not very well-behaved. He hadn't even had a few meals cooked by Xiao Wu'er herself yet, and these people dared to order her around?!

Thinking about whether to discipline the others for Xiao Wu'er, I realized there was another man there. When we first met, Xiao Wu'er slapped his hand, but the moment she saw me, she pulled it back and instead put her elbow on his shoulder. Was she also a maid? I tentatively asked, "I remember there was another man with you guys at the time. Was he also a woman disguised as a man?"

"Cough cough~" Yang Jianwu almost choked on her words at Mo Ye's question. A woman dressed as a man? Hahaha~ Luo Li's expression must be priceless.

She took a sip of water, waved her hand, and said, "His name is Luo Li. He's my bodyguard and my little follower. He's a real man, not a woman dressed as a man."

A surge of jealousy welled up in Mo Ye's heart. He knew that some noble ladies secretly kept male lovers. Could it be...? Thinking back to how the two of them had been so uninhibited, daring to joke around in front of everyone, it must be... Suppressing the bitterness in his heart, he asked, "Is he your... male favorite?"

"Pfft—" This time Yang Jianwu really burst out laughing without any regard for her image. "Hahaha~ Your Highness Prince Ning, what are you thinking? Oh my, I'm dying of laughter."

Seeing her like this, Mo Ye felt a little relieved, but still wanted a definite answer. "I remember he's quite handsome. Aren't you planning to take him into your household?"

Yang Jianwu, who had completely forgotten about Ning Wang's first failed confession, didn't understand why Mo Ye kept dwelling on these issues. She thought that she had talked to him about her requirements for a partner before, and it wouldn't hurt to talk to him like a male best friend.

"I have a flaw: I'm too fastidious. What belongs to me can't belong to anyone else, especially people. Luo Li and I can talk about anything, but there will never be any physical contact. The other half I want must belong to me, body and soul; otherwise, I'd rather not have one."

Mo Ye finally felt relieved. Thinking of the few times he had witnessed others being tricked into taking concubines, he wondered, "What if a man is tricked?"

Yang Jianwu put down her cup and said seriously, "How many schemes in this world can succeed just by talking about it? If my future partner is really schemed against, I won't want him. If it's dirty, it's dirty."

Mo Ye was speechless for a moment, "It's already frustrating enough for a man to be schemed against... If a woman doesn't understand... wouldn't that man be even more pitiful?"

Yang Jianwu shook her head. "There is always a reason why someone is pitiful. If a man is schemed against, it is because he is not strong-willed. He deserves it and brings shame upon himself."

Mo Ye thought of Jing Nan, his concubine, Madam Zhu. It was at the poetry gathering that Jing Nan, drunk, accidentally wandered into a room and encountered Miss Zhu, who was changing clothes at the time. He saw her and had no choice but to take responsibility for her. Because Miss Zhu was a concubine's daughter, she was only made a concubine. How could Jing Nan be blamed for being weak-willed?

Yang Jianwu seemed to see through Mo Ye's thoughts, "To succeed in a scheme, one must have an opportunity. Opportunities are usually created by people, and they are given by the person who falls into the trap. For example, if you fall into the water or your clothes are dirty and you need to change, why do you have to go inside to change? Why is there no one guarding the door? Even at a large celebration, you are allowed to bring one attendant or servant. How could you possibly have such a coincidence that you are alone?"

Yang Jianwu cleared his throat and continued, "Then there's the most common issue: drunkenness. Where do all the people who drink go? If they're close friends, it just means you made bad friends; if they're not close, why drink so much? How close can drinking buddies really be? If you don't keep yourself sober, you're just asking to be taken advantage of... It's a willing buyer and a willing seller, and such people don't deserve sympathy."

Mo Ye pondered Yang Jianwu's words... Hmm... They make a lot of sense. He had no words to refute them. If Jing Nan had remained sober back then, if he hadn't gone into that room by himself, if Madam Zhu hadn't been changing clothes... Everything was planned. Jing Nan might not have gone in voluntarily, but the fact remains that he went into the room on his own. As Xiao Wu'er said, if he had been more determined and hadn't gone into that room alone, he could have completely avoided it. It was his lack of willpower.

Seeing Mo Ye's thoughtful expression, Yang Jianwu guessed and asked, "Could it be that Young Master Nan is one of them?"

"Ahem~" This time it was Mo Ye's turn... How did he guess it right so quickly?

"Looks like I guessed right. That big jerk might be pretending to be unhappy, but he's secretly overjoyed." Thinking of Jing Nan reminds me of Qing Dai. If it weren't for him, would the little girl have been away from me for so long? It's all Jing Nan's fault. Poor little girl, where are you?

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Even though the best friends are separated by distance, their hearts are still closely connected. Qingdai looked at the starry sky and asked, "Songyin, what do you think Miss is doing right now?"

Songyin picked up a pastry and held it to Qingdai's lips. "This is the most popular pastry in the city. I queued for a long time to buy it. Have a piece."

Qingdai ate her pastries, her eyes brimming with tears, "I miss Miss..."

Songyin wiped away her tears, "If you miss Miss, let's go back. I've missed you so much too."

Qingdai put down the unfinished snacks and looked at Songyin. "Songyin, tell me, have I disappointed Miss?"

Songyin shook her head. "Miss has never been disappointed in you; she just feels sorry for you."

Qingdai lay on the table, "But it's precisely because I know that I feel even worse. I'd rather Miss beat me up. The better she treats me, the more I feel sorry for her."

Following the advice Yang Jianwu gave her before leaving, Songyin patiently comforted Qingdai, "Miss hopes you can be happy. The prerequisite for happiness is to be joyful. Young Master Nan's harem is chaotic and not suitable for you."

Qingdai nodded. "I understand... Get some rest. Thank you, Songyin."

Songyin patted Qingdai's head and teased, "Silly girl, we'll always be by your side."