Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 138 With the land in my hands, I own the world

Yang Jianwu hadn't slept all night and was highly focused on administering acupuncture. At this moment, her steps were a little unsteady, and she felt like she was floating. She used to only treat others, but now she was experiencing it firsthand.

When Liang Yan entered the room, she saw Yang Jianwu swaying and quickly went to support her. "Miss, haven't you been resting?"

"Hmm, I forgot to give that guard an IV drip. Go get him some. Hongyun's condition has stabilized, and I gave him an acupuncture treatment to suppress the Gu worms."

Liang Yan wiped Yang Jianwu's forehead and said with some heartache, "Miss, you have no relation to them. Just save their lives. Why torture yourself like this?"

Yang Jianwu just wanted to sleep. She smiled slightly but didn't answer Liang Yan. She didn't know when it started, but she really considered herself a dedicated doctor. She couldn't rest until everything was done.

"I'm going back to rest now. Bring me some breakfast and remember to find someone to look after me."

"Okay, miss. I'll take you back to your room first; you're not even able to walk steadily right now."

"Alright."

With Liang Yan's help, Yang Jianwu went back to rest. This life was too comfortable, and the training was not as rigorous as before. Her physical fitness couldn't keep up. If it were before, well, it's incomparable.

When Liangyan brought breakfast to the room, Yang Jianwu was already fast asleep. Liangyan couldn't bear to wake her, so she put the breakfast on the table, covered her with a blanket, and left.

As she was closing the door, she bumped into Puyang Xuan, who was rushing over in a flurry, and gestured for silence with her finger.

"Shh—Miss has just fallen asleep, don't disturb her."

Puyang Xuan had just come from Hongyun's place. He glanced into the room and saw breakfast on the table. Jianwu had stayed up all night and hadn't eaten breakfast before going to sleep. He felt so sorry for her...

Mo Ye wanted to visit Yang Jianwu, but Liang Yan turned him away.

When I looked at Hongyun again, he had already woken up. "How are you feeling?"

"Your Majesty?"

Hongyun vaguely remembered seeing his intestines hanging on his stomach before he fainted. Could it be that he didn't die and was just dreaming?

Just as he was about to get up and bow, the movement aggravated the wound on his stomach, and the pain immediately brought him back to reality.

Mo Ye pressed him down, "Just lie down, what else can you possibly remember?"

Hongyun's memories slowly surfaced, and he recounted the events of the night in fits and starts: "Your Highness... is a Nan Yue person!! I was on patrol at the time... an insect crawled into my nasal cavity... then my head started to hurt... and my vision began to blur... they used a muscle-relaxing powder... the guards were no match for it... that's why they were able to rescue Nangong Yan..."

"Muscle-Softening Powder?" Hongfeng recalled the last chase. "Your Highness, Songyin mentioned that the Muscle-Softening Powder was made by the Medicine King Palace... Could this matter be related to the Medicine King Palace?"

"We'll discuss this after Xiao Wu'er wakes up. Hong Feng, you stay and look after Hong Yun. Today, the Xipan envoys are entering the palace, and I cannot stay here indefinitely. If there's anything, come to the palace to find me."

Today, the envoy from Xipan has entered the palace. He will surely make things difficult for the other party from Dongli. I don't know if I can handle it smoothly.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Wait a moment, Prince Ning."

Just as Mo Ye was about to leave, Pu Yangxuan suddenly appeared and stopped him, saying, "Come with me to a place."

"Where?"

"You'll know when it arrives."

"I won't go with you unless you tell me!" Mo Ye said, and immediately turned to leave.

"Fine, but you'd better not regret it!"

Puyang Xuan turned and left, casually remarking, "Poor Jianwu's efforts are going to be wasted~"

Upon hearing that it was related to Yang Jianwu, Mo Ye immediately stopped Pu Yangxuan, demanding, "Where are you going?!"

Puyang Xuan smirked, "Come with me if you want to know!"

The two arrived at Jubaozhai one after the other, with Hongnan and Hongbei following closely behind.

"What are you doing here?"

"Let's go, Your Highness Prince Ning. Sword dancing is too tiring; I probably didn't remember to remind you."

Upon entering Jubaozhai, Manager Feng greeted the visitor, "Your Highness Prince Ning has arrived! Please come in quickly. Oh, isn't this Young Master Puyang? Please come in!"

Puyang Xuan put his arm around Manager Feng's shoulder and said, "Manager Feng, I came with Prince Ning. Your boss said he wanted to bring the things to the state banquet. Are they ready?"

Manager Feng understood. "So you two are together. Please come with me to the backyard."

Mo Ye was startled. Outsiders were never allowed to enter the backyard of Jubaozhai and Suyan Pavilion. Puyang Xuan seemed to be very familiar with the manager, so his ability to enter the backyard must be related to Jubaozhai. Puyang Xuan had mentioned Xiao Wu'er's feelings before, so... could it be that Xiao Wu'er is related to Jubaozhai? Puyang Xuan just happened to know the manager?

With guesses in mind, they arrived at the back workshop. Upon hearing that they needed to retrieve items for a state banquet, the two craftsmen went into the inner room and each brought out a brocade box.

"Everything Miss instructed is here. Please take a look, young master."

Master Wei and Master Qi opened the brocade box together. Mo Ye was no longer calm. He excitedly stepped forward and gently stroked it, looking at Pu Yangxuan in disbelief, "What are these?!"

Puyang Xuan nodded proudly, "As you can see, it's Liuli!"

"Was that Xiao Wu'er's idea?"

"Besides her, who else could have researched this?"

That leaves only one possibility: Xiao Wu'er has a connection with Jubaozhai. To be able to get two masters involved in making these things, their relationship must be quite close...

“It’s incredible…”

Mo Ye carefully picked up a glass cup and slowly twirled it in his hand. The glass cup was crystal clear and depicted a beautiful landscape; anyone would love it!

Fearing that Prince Ning might not understand the meaning, Master Wei kindly explained, "Your Highness, the Master said that drinking tea from this cup can be described as 'having the country in hand,' while the other cup depicts a scene of abundant harvests, signifying plentiful produce, which can be described as 'having the world at my fingertips'!"

Puyang Xuan was proud and praised from the side, "This design is really good, it's perfect for a state banquet! What's in the other brocade box?"

Mo Ye looked at Pu Yangxuan with suspicion, "You don't know?"

"The two craftsmen brought out items that were only processed in the last two days. How could I have possibly seen them before?!"

"Then how did you know that Xiao Wu'er would bring these out at the state banquet?!"

Puyang Xuan smiled smugly, his expression incredibly proud, as if he were the most powerful person in the world...

“I was fortunate enough to come here with Jianwu. She was talking to her two masters without me noticing, and I happened to overhear them.”

Shopkeeper Feng chuckled to himself. The young master of Puyang seemed to be showing off as he spoke. Indeed, he was the first man brought by the young lady. His future status was self-evident. Who would dare to stop him from listening?

Mo Ye felt uneasy. Now was not the time to pursue this matter. He needed to hurry to the palace and inform his father.

Looking at the two masters, he asked, "What's inside the other one?"

Master Qi stepped forward and opened the jars, revealing a variety of sizes of glass jars, each with a uniform and translucent color, resembling a work of art.

"This is?"

"Your Highness, this is a set of corner pots."

"Angle-shaped jar?"

While admiring Xiao Wu'er's ingenuity, Mo Ye also felt a pang of regret. She really didn't value the glass at all! A horn-shaped magic jar?! Using it for horn magic? Too extravagant…