northernbook Chapter 218 Sandbags
Chapter 218 Sandbags
Yang Jianwu put down her cup. "Whether it is or not, just take Meng'er to find out."
Songyin was puzzled. Didn't Miss care about Meng'er a lot? Her tone sounded quite cold... Could there be something else going on?
"Yes!"
Songyin stepped down and called Lige to take Meng'er to meet her.
Puyang Xuan brought in various washed fruits. "Jianwu, come and have some fruit."
Yang Jianwu picked up a grape and put it in her mouth, her eyes still fixed on the book.
"The grape skins and seeds haven't been removed yet, so you can eat the sliced peach first."
Pu Yangxuan wanted to switch the grapes and peaches, but Yang Jianwu pressed his hand down. "Thank you, but I'm not that pampered. You should sit down and have some too. Besides, grape skins and seeds have antioxidant properties, which can eliminate free radicals and whiten and beautify the skin."
"What sheep? What chicken?"
"Cough cough!" Yang Jianwu was perfectly choked by the grape juice.
"Just remember that the skin and seeds can whiten and nourish the skin..."
"Then you should eat more. Girls need to take care of themselves from the inside out!"
This sounds so familiar...
Where did you go again?
Pu Yangxuan recalled his journey before entering the room and realized there was nothing special about it.
"I didn't go anywhere, I just chatted with the shopkeeper for a while."
"Hehe~ That's not surprising. The manager of the Hanling County branch is a chatterbox. If you say one sentence to him, he can reply with ten different sentences. Ever since Huashuiyuefang added medicinal cuisine, the Hanling County branch has been the most successful. The manager deserves a lot of credit."
"The shopkeeper actually recommended medicinal cuisine to me... and insisted on teaching me how to make it..."
Yang Jianwu didn't even look up, pointing to her head, "No need to learn, I know more than he does."
"Hmm, what book are you reading so intently? I'd like to take a look too."
Puyang Xuan thought it was an interesting storybook, but when he came closer and saw the title, he was dumbfounded...
Is this the "Essential Prescriptions Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold" that the sword dance mentioned before, the one about "the art of the bedroom..."?
Pu Yangxuan felt the veins on his forehead throbbing, then he smiled wickedly as if he had just thought of something.
"Sword Dance, the Imperial Advisor is dead, why are you still studying it? Could it be for our future... umm??"
Yang Jianwu picked up a handkerchief to wipe her fingers. "It's been a long time since I've relaxed. It's perfect that a punching bag has been delivered to my door!"
"Ok?"
Puyang Xuan, a beat late, pointed at himself and said, "Are you saying I'm a punching bag?"
Yang Jianwu feigned surprise and looked around, "Is there anyone else besides you?! Take this!"
The room was filled with the sounds of the two playfully fighting. Before long, Puyang Xuan bowed his head and admitted his mistake, saying that the woman had hit him too hard, scratching and hitting the places that hurt...
"Ah~ I was wrong, I was wrong!"
"What's wrong?"
"I said the wrong thing! Ouch, that hurts so much!"
Yang Jianwu showed mercy, stretching his limbs as he said, "You misspoke, the Imperial Advisor is not dead!"
"not dead?!"
Pu Yangxuan's feigned pain abruptly stopped.
"The entire Gu field was burned down, how could he not be dead?!"
Yang Jianwu chuckled, "A fire can easily claim your life, but it's not entirely without a chance of survival! The Imperial Advisor is a clever man; not only did he escape, but he also planted a spy next to me!"
"It's Meng'er!"
"Yes, that's her!"
Puyang Xuan had seen Meng'er twice at Huashuiyuefang. Each time, she seemed to be looking pitiful. He was cold and indifferent to women other than Yang Jianwu, only glancing at them briefly. However, he was sure that others might show her some concern and care.
"You knew she was sent by the Imperial Advisor, so why did you bring her to Flower Water Moon Pavilion? Also, did she see you setting fire to the Gu field?"
Yang Jianwu returned to her seat and continued reading.
"No, as soon as she dares to leave her spot, Xiao Jin will make a move! As for why I brought her to Huashuiyuefang, it's obviously to keep an eye on her! If I didn't bring her, the Grand Preceptor would definitely find a way to send someone else to my side, and it would be impossible to guard against! Besides, if I hadn't brought her with me in that situation, the others might not have been able to escape home safely either."
"Does the Imperial Advisor know your identity?"
"I guess he doesn't know that Meng'er is also in the dark prison. She's probably there to keep an eye on those women."
"So, it's not that she couldn't get the food, it's that she simply didn't want to eat it!"
Yang Jianwu snapped her fingers, "bingo!"
Puyang Xuan, "..."
I don't understand...
Seeing Puyang Xuan's dazed expression, Yang Jianwu was in a good mood and continued, "Those foods were spiked. Meng'er isn't a real tool, so there's no need for her to eat them."
"Songyin took Meng'er to find her home, but was it really her home?"
Yang Jianwu rested his chin on his hand, pondering for a while but couldn't come up with an answer.
“I don’t know either… If it’s true, it only means that Meng’er was a pawn planted in Dongli; if it’s false, I’m afraid the real Meng’er has already perished, and she was just using Meng’er’s identity to gain our trust.”
"Sword Dance, let's go and see. She'll be heartbroken to learn that her grandmother, with whom she's depended on since childhood, has passed away. Let's go see the play and, while we're at it, distinguish the real from the fake!"
"What's so interesting about all this crying? Songyin will come back and report!"
Puyang Xuan's impression of Song Yin was that she was good at fighting. "Could it be that she has a knack for judging people?"