Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Suyan Pavilion and Jubaozhai are both owned by Yang Jianwu. Qingdai and Songyin went to Suyan Pavilion first. The manager recognized the two and personally entertained them, selecting several newly released limited edition lipsticks and powders, packing them up for them, and personally seeing them off.

Suyan Pavilion and Jubaozhai are adjacent in the capital. The two went directly into Jubaozhai. The staff of Jubaozhai only saw the manager of Suyan Pavilion see them out. They did not recognize the two and assumed that they were noble people from an official family. They also treated the two warmly.

Qingdai and Songyin had no intention of revealing their identities, so they strolled around leisurely. As shop assistants in the capital, they were all quite perceptive. The two were dressed in fine clothes, but they only looked and did not buy. They were probably just superficially glamorous. When they reached the boutiques on the second floor, they lost some patience.

Another noblewoman came up from the second floor. The waiter immediately ran over to greet her, "Princess Consort, Madam Zhu, you two are here. What would you like to see today?"

Qingdai and Songyin didn't pay any attention and continued to look at it on their own.

Princess Consort Yu'an brushed a stray hair behind her ear and said, "Bring out the new products from Jubaozhai for us to look at."

The waiter nodded and bowed, "Alright, please wait in the private room for a moment, I'll bring it up right away."

Lady Bamboo waved her handkerchief, "Go quickly."

Qingdai looked at Madam Zhu and thought of the information her mistress had found. This was the concubine of Young Master Nan... Her heart suddenly felt heavy... Hadn't she agreed to let go? Why did she still feel so bad?

"Songyin, let's go."

Songyin put her hand on Qingdai's shoulder and said, "Let's go."

The waiter presented the new product, saying, "Princess Consort, Madam Zhu, please take a look. If you don't like it, I'll exchange it for you."

Princess Yu'an gestured to the waiter to put it down, "Let's take a look first."

Lady Zhu asked the waiter, "Who were those two young ladies just now? They looked unfamiliar."

After the two left, the waiter looked down on them even more, saying, "I don't even know which family they belong to. They just came in to see something new."

Mrs. Bamboo nodded, "Well, let's take a look at these first, you wait here."

The waiter stepped aside and waited for instructions.

Qingdai only felt less constricted in her chest after leaving Jubaozhai. She looked up at the sky, so blue and so vast. Why had she put herself in this situation...?

"Songyin, I heard there's a new restaurant on Xicheng Street that's really good, and the dim sum is amazing. Shall we go check it out?"

"Okay, wherever you say we want to go, that's where we'll go." If Qingdai wanted to go, then we had to go.

As soon as I turned onto Xicheng Street, I saw long queues of people. There are many restaurants and shops in the capital, but I've never seen any with so many people.

"Self-service hot pot? This... could it be run by Miss?" Songyin asked uncertainly when she saw the sign.

Qingdai asserted, "Even if it wasn't opened by Miss, it must be related to Miss. Look at the cake in that person's hand. Cakes are only sold in Yunzhi. No one else can imitate it even if they want to. Now that it has appeared in the capital, it must have been approved by Miss."

"Qingdai?" A voice called from behind. Qingdai thought she was hallucinating. How could she hear a familiar voice here? It must be an illusion, it must be an illusion...

“Qingdai, is it really you…” Jingnan walked up from behind Qingdai and was both surprised and delighted to see her.

Qingdai was also surprised to see the two of them here, and curtsied, saying, "Greetings, Young Master Nan."

Jing Nan smiled foolishly, "I just parted ways with your young lady yesterday, and it's really fate that I can meet you again today."

Song Yin seized on the key point in Jing Nan's words, "Miss left yesterday? Where did she go?"

Jing Nan then noticed Song Yin standing beside him and nodded as a greeting, "Yes, Miss Yang left a note from the military camp yesterday and left without saying where she was going. She should be going back to Anshun."

Songyin pulled Qingdai along, "Let's go after them now, a fast horse should be able to catch up."

Jing Nan quickly stopped them, "You don't need to rush after them. Your young lady has agreed to teach Prince Ning's subordinates formations and sewing techniques. Prince Ning will arrange for people to set off for Anshun in the next couple of days. Let's go together then?"

Songyin didn't want to get too involved with Jingnan, but she couldn't resist Qingdai's eyes being glued to Jingnan, so she had no choice but to agree to travel together, "Alright then."

Qingdai looked at the self-service hot pot restaurant behind her and asked, "Did Miss own this place?"

Jing Nan was thrilled as he thought about the income from the past two days. "It was opened by Miss Yang and us. I am in charge of management, and Miss Yang is in charge of providing the recipe. You don't know, we can't keep up with the demand for these pastries every day. They are so exquisite and delicious."

When Qingdai heard others praising Yang Jianwu, she also felt a little proud, "Of course, Miss is the best at everything she does."

Jingnan was excited to see Qingdai, and the smile on his lips never faded. "Where do you live? Would you like to come to my residence?"

Qingdai thought of the bamboo wife she had just met. Should she go to Jingnan's house? To see them all lovey-dovey? Heh...

"No need, Huashuiyuefang always reserves rooms for us." Songyin was fiercely protective of her own and couldn't bear to see her people upset. Wasn't this brainless young master Nan just rubbing salt into Qingdai's wounds?!

Jing Nan thought that Yang Jianwu seemed to have some connection with Huashuiyuefang, so it was not surprising that Huashuiyuefang would keep rooms for them all year round. "Alright, I'll take you back first. I'll pick you up from Huashuiyuefang when it's time to leave."

Song Yin declined, saying, "No need, Young Master Nan, please continue with your work. We still need to look around a bit more."

Jing Nan could only watch them leave with his eyes.

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In the kitchen of the palace, Yang Jianwu didn't want the servants to help her, but Puyang Xuan felt sorry for her working so hard, so he helped her himself, only to be met with constant complaints...

"Oh dear, Puyang Xuan, how could you be so clumsy? You even spilled the loquat syrup while scooping it out." It was Yang Jianwu's scolding voice again. By the end of the afternoon, the servants had gotten used to this Miss Yang giving orders to their palace mistress, and the palace mistress was also enjoying it.

Puyang Xuan said with a forced smile, "I've never done these things before... practice makes perfect..."

Yang Jianwu cut him off immediately, "No need. If you do it twice more, all our hard work will be wasted..."

"Sword Dance, I will be careful, you have to believe me..." Puyang Xuan felt wronged; he had really tried his best.

Yang Jianwu pushed him aside, "You said you'd help peel the skin, but you just ripped off a huge chunk of meat with your bare hands and then complained the skin was too thin... You said you'd check the heat, but you turned the heat up, and the whole pot almost burned... You said you'd scoop out the loquat syrup, but you just spilled a huge spoonful... You're useless at everything..."

Puyang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Jianwu, don't you know you can't say no to a man?"

Yang Jianwu looked Puyang Xuan up and down. "I don't see you as a man. You're so stunningly handsome. I see you as one of my sisters."

"Cough cough!!" Pu Yangxuan felt a surge of anger rush to his head. He had treated her like his future wife, but she actually treated him like a sister?!