Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 200: Steal half a day’s leisure

The considerable income from crabs was within Yang Jianwu's expectations. Seeing that the shopkeeper was talking incessantly and showed no sign of stopping, he had no choice but to interrupt him.

"I understand. Thank you for your hard work, innkeeper. We've been traveling for the past few days and are a bit tired. We'd like to rest. You may go now!"

The shopkeeper, preoccupied with his excited report, only then noticed the exhaustion on the faces of the men. He quickly bowed and apologized, "Please forgive me, sir. I will take my leave now."

"Miss, we're going downstairs too. Please call me if you need anything!"

After the shopkeeper left, Songyin tactfully called out to Lige to take their leave together.

Only Puyang Xuan and Yang Jianwu remained in the room, staring at each other blankly.

Why don't you go and rest?

Puyang Xuan sat down next to Yang Jianwu. There were outsiders around the whole way, so they couldn't get close to each other, let alone secretly do something bad. It was too frustrating. Now that they had the chance, they certainly couldn't miss it.

"Sword Dance, my room is downstairs, too far from you. If you need me, I won't be able to appear immediately. Anyway, this room is big enough. You can sleep on the bed in the inner room, and I'll sleep on the tatami in the outer room and keep watch for you."

"Not really... Keep your little schemes to yourself!"

Even when exposed to his face, Puyang Xuan didn't feel embarrassed. What hardship couldn't he endure for the sake of having meat to eat?!

"Jianwu, you are the legitimate daughter of the General's Mansion. You should have maids keeping watch outside at night. Why have I never seen you with any maids keeping watch at night?"

"I don't like having someone by my bedside. It makes me uncomfortable to have someone sitting next to me."

In large families, it's customary to keep watch at night. Yang Jianwu wasn't used to this. When she was little, her grandmother would stand guard in the outer room, but she would either snore or talk in her sleep. It wasn't to put her mind at ease; it was clearly to disturb her peaceful sleep. So when she got older, she stopped having anyone stand guard around her.

"Didn't you notice that every Flower Moon Pavilion has two rooms on the top floor? Apart from the big one that I have, the small one is for the maid to keep watch at night... If you want to keep watch, you can switch rooms with Songyin while she's not resting."

Yang Jianwu ignored Puyang Xuan and went to make her bed. She was so sleepy that all she wanted to do was sleep; she didn't even want to take a bath...

Puyang Xuan sat at the table, hesitating whether to ask Song Yin to change rooms. Not long after, he heard even breathing coming from the bed.

"Falling asleep so quickly... Sigh... This shouldn't be your concern. You're working so hard for Dongli, but the old emperor doesn't know, and you don't even get a good reputation. What's the point? Do you know that the rumors about you in the capital are still that you can only sing? You're clearly very talented, but you don't even try to clear your name and just let others misunderstand you..."

Puyang Xuan sat on the edge of the bed, muttering to himself. Watching the woman sleep was a real treat. At first, she was as quiet as a little kitten, but later she completely lost her composure and unlocked all sorts of alluring sleeping positions.

"No wonder you don't let people keep watch at night; your sleeping posture is definitely the best in Dongli."

Puyang Xuan tucked Yang Jianwu in, then lay down fully clothed on the soft couch in the outer room, a slight smile playing on his lips. Protecting someone was a kind of enjoyment.

It was still raining the next day, so we couldn't go outside to get rid of the spotted moth.

Mo Ye moved into Huashuiyuefang with his entourage. The imperial decree had already been delivered, so there was no point in staying in the government office. It would only put pressure on the local officials, making them work in fear and trembling. It was better to be at ease here.

There were relatively few customers at Huashuiyuefang, and Yang Jianwu, being a restless person, ordered several tables of card games to be set up in the hall. It had been a long time since he had played Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game), so he wanted to have some fun and earn a little money in the meantime.

"Shunzi!"

"I blow up!"

"Haha, a royal flush!! Come on, pay up!"

……

The entire hall was filled with the sounds of playing. The shopkeeper and waiters were unusually free, mingling with the guards and servants. Some of the customers in the shop found the game of Dou Dizhu (a card game) fun and easy to learn, so they joined in as well. The entire Huashuiyuefang was almost turning into a gambling den.

……

"Haha~ Ah Xuan, you lost again! Hurry up and give me the money!"

Puyang Xuan picked up the empty money bag on the table with one hand, rested his chin on his other hand, and looked utterly depressed.

"Ugh……"

He sighed deeply and shook the money bag vigorously, but still not a single coin fell out.

"Sword Dance, you've won all my money..."

"Out of money? Hey~ go over there and ask the shopkeeper for credit! No money, no fun!"

"How about we stop on credit and I just give myself to you?"

Mo Ye paused in taking out his money, wondering what was going on...

Yang Jianwu curled her lip in disdain, "I don't want it. I'll be the one who suffers. Real money is much more worthwhile!"

"How could I possibly be at a disadvantage?"

Puyang Xuan ignored Mo Ye's face, which was even blacker than ink, and said on his fingers, "Look, I can do your laundry, cook for you, serve you tea and water, oh, I can even help you carry your bath water, and keep watch for you at night... When you're unhappy, I can cheer you up; when you're angry, I can be your punching bag for you to vent your anger on! I almost forgot, it's going to get cold soon, and I can even warm your bed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall fell silent...

Hongfeng was still holding the cards when he froze in shock, and the cards slipped from his fingers onto the table. "Ah... my bomb..."