Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Mo Ye said that he didn't mean it; he really just wanted to shout calmly, and he didn't expect his voice to be so... gentle... so gentle that even he couldn't bear it...

Mo Ye coughed a few times to adjust his voice, making it sound normal, "Um... my throat was a little itchy just now..."

Yang Boshan asked uncertainly, "Your Highness, what did you call my daughter just now?"

Yang Jianwu twisted her father's arm, her almond-shaped eyes wide open. "Can't you see how embarrassed your daughter is right now?! How can you ask me to call you that again? What a father!"

Luo Li didn't pay attention to General Yang's address. He was now eager to ascertain the true nature of their relationship. "Young Master Ye, you just called our young lady 'Xiao Wu'er'? Our young lady already has someone she loves. It's not appropriate for you to call her that."

Yang Boshan felt he'd been glaring at her far too many times today, mainly because one shocking thing after another had happened. When did his daughter find someone she liked? And who was she with?! Forgetting all about appearances, he blurted out in a loud voice, "Yang Jianwu, when did you find someone you like?!"

It's not that I'm afraid of stupid teammates, it's that I'm afraid of incompetent teammates! The entire military camp was drawn to Yang Boshan's loud voice. Yang Jianwu had never lost face like this before. She walked up to Luo Li with a smile and stomped on his foot hard!

"Oh dear~" Luo Li, unaware that Yang Jianwu and Mo Yu had already broken up, foolishly argued, "Miss, the Seventh Prince will be jealous if he finds out..."

Yang Jianwu's hands were itching terribly, but she had to restrain herself because of the crowd! She tried her best to appear calm and composed, "Luo Li, some things happened while you were away. You don't know about them, and I don't blame you. The Seventh Prince is already married. At most, I'm just acquainted with him, we're friends. We can't bring up the topic of him having someone else in his heart anymore!"

Yang Boshan was stunned by his daughter's words—this time, utterly shocked! The Seventh Prince?! When did she get involved with the Emperor Dongli's favorite son?! How come he, as her father, knew nothing about it…

Luo Li realized at this moment what a stupid thing she had done. She had really hurt people's feelings... but she didn't regret it at all and continued to wait for Mo Ye's answer.

Seeing Luo Li's reaction, Mo Ye knew that his words had worked. In addition, Yang Jianwu had publicly distanced herself from Mo Yu, so he didn't care about the cheesy tone he used when he was in the middle of it. Now that he had explained, he could call her that openly in the future. It was a win-win situation. "General Yang, it's like this. My master, Senior Tie, intends to take your daughter as his disciple. So Miss Yang is my junior sister. In private, my master and I both call your daughter 'Xiao Wu'er'."

Yang Boshan understood, "Oh, I see. It is my daughter's good fortune to be favored by Senior Tie. I hope Your Highness Prince Ning will take good care of her in the future." One day later, Mo Ye really did take care of Yang Jianwu and bring her back to the manor. Whenever Yang Boshan thought of this conversation, he wished he could slap himself twice.

Luo Li smiled disdainfully. So he was Tie Lao's apprentice. No wonder he was so arrogant... Wait, what did the general just call him? Prince Ning? Heh~ Then it's no wonder he could get so close to the young lady in the military camp. He relied on his status.

He felt a pang of regret. He should have accepted the reward from the Emperor of Xipan. Even without power, he could still be as wealthy as Mo Ye. But if he accepted it, he would have to stay in Xipan, making it difficult to see his mistress. Was he and his mistress destined to be only master and servant, or even siblings?

Yang Jianwu sensed Luo Li's emotional fluctuations and assumed he was tired. "Luo Li, are you tired? Go and rest first. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Luo Li smiled at Yang Jianwu, then bowed to Mo Ye with clasped hands, saying, "I was unaware that Young Master Ye was His Highness Prince Ning. I apologize for any offense I may have caused."

Yang Jianwu pulled Luo Li over directly, "Ignorance is no excuse. His Highness Prince Ning is magnanimous and humble, he won't hold it against you, right, Your Highness?"

Mo Ye felt a little itchy. "Little Wu'er, don't you feel bad about using moral blackmail like this?!" No matter how unhappy he was, he still had to smile and say, "Of course, Young Master Luo, please rest early. Little Wu'er and I still have some topics to discuss, so we won't disturb you any longer."

He then pulled Yang Jianwu away, "Little Wu'er, let's continue discussing the 'besieging Wei to rescue Zhao' strategy. Where were we? Oh, right, when Tian Ji and Sun Bin led their troops into the border area between Wei and Zhao, Tian Ji wanted to directly attack Handan, the capital of Zhao, and then Sun Bin came out to stop him..."

The sounds faded into the distance. Luo Li watched the two figures disappear, a slight bitterness welling up inside her, but she quickly let it go. Her mother had reminded her many times before; it was simply that she couldn't let go. "If you love someone, let her go. If she comes back to you, she'll always be yours; if she doesn't, she was never yours to begin with."

He knew about the young lady and the seventh prince before, but neither of them openly revealed it to outsiders. Even though the seventh prince was older than the young lady, they got along more like siblings, with the young lady mostly accommodating him. Now that the seventh prince was married, it was even less likely that they could be together. The timing of Prince Ning's appearance was perfect. He was infatuated with the young lady and was very considerate of her feelings in his words and actions, making him indeed a good choice for a husband.

Luo Li took the initiative to lead Huan Ying back to the stable to bathe. "Miss, really, it's one thing to ignore me, but she ignores you too. Sigh, it's a shame you still miss her so much."

The phantom hummed in dissatisfaction, saying, "You're the bad guy! My master is a fairy, she wouldn't stir up trouble behind my back!"

Unaware that he had been rejected, the man was still trying to win over allies, babbling on and on. If Phantom could speak, he would definitely complain to Yang Jianwu!

As the first rays of sunlight shone upon this fertile land, bringing with them a dazzling brilliance, Yang Jianwu bid farewell to her father and, together with Mo Ye, led the group to Anshun. The general military formations taught here were already quite sufficient; more practical application was needed. Yang Jianwu did not intend to teach them overly insidious formations. Who could guarantee that these people would always follow their hearts? What if one or two evil ones emerged? Wouldn't that just cause trouble?

On Kunpeng Avenue, the group recalled their first meeting. Now that they were traveling together, they were sure they could finally enjoy the delicious noodles and beggar's chicken.

Jingnan lingered around Qingdai the whole way, being very attentive. Their relationship was now common knowledge. On the one hand, Qingdai was shy in front of so many people, and on the other hand, she felt guilty towards her mistress. So she wasn't very warm towards Jingnan and just wanted to keep her love to herself.

After that, Yang Jianwu never stopped Qingdai and Jingnan from dating again. It was Qingdai's choice, and she wished her well. If one day Jingnan hurt Qingdai, she would not hesitate to sever their relationship.