Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 302 Life-Extending Artifact

Puyang Xuan was not in a hurry. He stood there calmly, staring intently at Yang Jianwu, waiting to see what excuse she could come up with.

Yang Jianwu stammered for a long time without getting a clear answer, so he simply gave up and started yawning. Since coming to the capital, he had never slept in late, and he was still as carefree as Yun Zhi.

"Sword Dance, if you're sleepy, go back and rest."

Puyang Xuan felt sorry for Yang Jianwu, who had been busy these past few days and hadn't had a proper rest, which conveniently gave the woman a good excuse.

"Wait a minute, I'll go get a cup of 'life-saving artifact'."

"A life-extending artifact?"

Pu Yangxuan stood there blankly, watching Yang Jianwu turn around and go to the kitchen to tinker with something. Soon, a rich, sweet aroma with a hint of bitterness wafted out.

Yang Jianwu brought out two cups of "tea," and handed one of them to Puyang Xuan.

I don't know if it tastes good or not, but the tea set is truly exquisite.

A cup and a saucer, with their exquisite textures and elegant colors, exude a low-key luxury.

As for the contents of the cup...

Dark, grayish-brown strong tea...

I smelled a bitter smell just now, could it be that it's burnt?

"Ah Xuan, come and try it!"

Puyang Xuan didn't refuse Yang Jianwu's request. He grunted and took a sip. A good man's principle is that even if it tastes terrible, he should still praise it!

“Delicious!”

Unexpectedly, it was silky smooth and delicate, giving one a refreshing feeling.

"What kind of tea is this?"

Since being reborn into this world, Yang Jianwu has only drunk coffee a handful of times. She's not past the age of growing up yet, and maybe if she drinks less coffee, she can grow even taller.

My tongue was savoring the smoothness of the coffee, and I only opened my mouth slowly after swallowing it all.

"This is called coffee, and it's mainly for stimulating and refreshing the mind."

"Coffee, what a strange name."

Puyangxuan savored it slowly, momentarily forgetting to investigate further.

Yang Jianwu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, having barely managed to get away with it. On the screen, Mo Yu and Nalan Lianyi returned to their room together.

Nalan Lianyi was a princess sent to marry a foreign ruler. If it were to spread that she did not bleed on her wedding night, she would certainly be ridiculed by the people of both countries and would become a disgrace to the Xipan royal family.

Moreover, Nalan Yuanting has not yet left, and for the sake of Xipan's reputation, he will not let this matter rest.

The purpose of marriage alliances is to maintain peace; there is no need to wage war over it.

Even if it's just to spite Li Leru, Yang Jianwu will give the two of them a strong dose of medicine. Anyway, Lianyi is willing to help to this extent. If she still can't catch up with Mo Yu, then she really can't do anything.

So, the two of them had to sleep!

Early in the plan, Yang Jianwu tampered with the jade pendant that Mo Yu always carried.

On the eve of the wedding, he sent Nalan Lianyi a dowry gift, saying he wanted to make a knot in the same style as the jade pendant, but in reality, he was adding something extra.

The two people carrying the jade pendant alone will not have any negative effects; on the contrary, they will feel refreshed and in high spirits.

If the jade pendants are brought close together, the scents released by the two pendants will mix together to form a new gas that will arouse lust in men who have been in contact with the pendants for a long time.

The object of desire is the source of another kind of gas, Nalan Lianyi, who also carries a jade pendant.

She went to great lengths to ensure the two could consummate their marriage.

After finishing his coffee, Puyang Xuan noticed that only the figures inside the room were vaguely visible in front of the screen, indicating that a blessing ceremony was being held.

"Sword Dance, you don't want to see them get married, do you?"

"Am I that kind of person?!"

Yang Jianwu spoke toughly, but her eyes darted around, clearly showing that she was guilty.

Pu Yangxuan's sense of unease grew stronger. He lifted Yang Jianwu's chin with his fingernails, and parted his bright red lips, which were stained with coffee, and said, "Jianwu, don't lie."

The voice was soft and deep, like a tender indulgence, captivating the listener.

Seductive?

With a gulp, Yang Jianwu involuntarily swallowed his saliva.

I couldn't help but recall the first time we met.

Puyang Xuan was covered in blood and looked disheveled. He had a brief moment of hesitation, wondering whether he should save this stranger for the sake of medical points.

It was that faint, hoarse, steady, and magnetic cry for help that made her decide to save the person!

Staring at the unwiped coffee beads on Puyang Xuan's lips, she couldn't help but want to taste it to see if it was even sweeter.

Once the thought takes hold, it spreads wildly like weeds, becoming impossible to suppress.

The woman, who was always decisive, did not hesitate at all and put her heart into action.

The two were already close, and Yang Jianwu wrapped her arm around Puyang Xuan's neck and took a big bite of the tempting coffee bean without hesitation.

The sweet, fragrant, and soft texture spreads throughout the mouth, creating a delightful experience.

Sure enough, the taste was far more delicious and pleasant than she had expected.

Pu Yangxuan was completely dumbfounded by Yang Jianwu's sudden action.

After only a moment of astonishment, a helpless, bitter smile appeared on his face.

Immediately afterwards, Puyang Xuan seemed to suddenly come to his senses and decided not to sit idly by and wait for death, but to take the initiative and turn the tables.

The charm offensive seemed to have worked, and she herself had fallen for it.