Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 300 Fearless of the Future, Unburdened by the Past

Lu Qiao was taken aback. "Is it that obvious?"

"That's really true!"

Yang Jianwu was speechless, as if she had encountered the legendary love-struck fool, the kind that's unrequited.

"No, you were born and raised in the capital, how could His Highness not recognize you?"

Lu Qiao gently bit her red lips, hesitating for a few moments.

“Your Highness doesn’t recognize me, even though we see each other every year… I know it’s rude to interrupt the wedding… I just want Your Highness to remember me.”

Haha~ Interrupting someone's wedding, it's hard not to remember you.

"Aren't you afraid that His Highness will hold a grudge and take revenge on your family? He's no pushover."

"Your Highness...no, it can't be..."

Lu Qiao was unsure of Mo Yu's intentions and dared not gamble.

Her family has already started looking for a husband for her, and she will be getting married soon. If this matter affects her family, then it will be a huge sin. Her younger siblings will probably not have a good future.

"I'll go find His Highness and the Princess right away to apologize and beg them for forgiveness!"

As Lu Qiao turned to go find someone, Yang Jianwu quickly stopped her, saying, "Today is a good day, no one should try to ruin it."

"Wait, His Highness doesn't have time to deal with you today. Besides, you asked me to pass on your message, so I'll make sure it gets through. Don't worry."

Yang Jianwu didn't have a bad impression of Lu Qiao, so she couldn't help but say a few more words.

"Think more before you act in the future, and don't let others use you as a pawn."

Lu Qiao felt ashamed. Yang Jianwu could forgive past grievances and was even willing to help her pass on a message. Compared to her, she felt like a clown.

Xiang Wan was Li Leru's personal maid, and her words must have been deliberately leaked for a purpose. She just needed a reason to stand up, and this came at just the right time.

"Knowing she was looking for someone to stand up for her, I was willing to be used, just hoping that His Highness would remember me... If I could have mustered up the courage to confess to His Highness sooner, would the outcome have been different?"

Yang Jianwu looked up at the sky and sighed, "Is there any hope for this person?! Even if I had stood up earlier, I would still have been rejected."

And then there's Mo Yu, he's a menace.

With two tsk-tsk sounds, he continued to pour cold water on Lu Qiao, teaching her to recognize the truth.

"This world has everything, except 'what ifs'."

A perfectly good girl like her doesn't need to hang herself on one tree.

"Fear not the future, nor dwell on the past; in this way, all is well."

"Fear not the future...do not dwell on the past...this is...all is well..."

Lu Qiao murmured to herself, composed herself, and curtsied to Yang Jianwu, "Thank you, Miss Yang, I have learned a lot."

He arrived with a face full of sorrow, but left with only a carefree spirit.

Some things, like the wind, blow past and then dissipate; there's no need to cling to them.

Yang Jianwu looked at Lu Qiao's back and said to Song Yin, "Go and investigate Lu Qiao."

"What does Miss wish to do?"

“The Prince of Ning happens to be lacking a princess consort, and the status of the eldest daughter of the Lu family is quite fitting, but I don’t know what her character is like.”

Mu Jin's eyelids nearly burst open. "Miss, please stop playing matchmaker. Princess Nalan and the Seventh Prince's fate is still unknown, and now you're doing this again..."

It's rare for Song Yin to stand on the opposite side of Yang Jianwu.

"Miss, you didn't even ask His Highness Prince Ning's opinion before you started this matchmaking. Don't ruin things for them."

"Exactly, forced relationships are never sweet."

Yang Jianwu didn't care at all. "A forced relationship won't be sweet, but I'm happy that I managed to get it done."

Mo Ye and Mo Yu are both opinionated people, and as princes, how could she possibly control them? She was merely giving them a push.

Whether it succeeds or not depends on the individuals involved.

The banquet lasted until late at night before the guests finally left.

Yang Jianwu ate his fill at the two rows of banquet tables before leaving satisfied.

Mo Yu and Nalan Lianyi escorted everyone to the gate of the mansion.

"You two stop right now. It's too easy for a prince and princess to see you off together."

Mo Yu drank a bit too much that night, and his vision was blurry, but he still maintained his imposing manner.

"Let's see who dares!"

Yang Jianwu, calculating the time and the effects of the medicine in her mind, urged everyone to leave quickly.

"Yes, yes, no one dares to offend the Seventh Prince. We've all gone back. Everyone, disperse and go home."

"it is good."

"Walk slowly."

Nalan Lianyi felt a pang of reluctance; she would be living in this royal palace from now on.

There are no more relatives left, only myself.

"Sister Yang, please come often when you have time. Lianyi will miss you."

“Okay, I happen to be staying in the capital for a few days. Once you’re done with your work, let’s get together sometime.”

The royal bride must enter the palace the next day to pay her respects and serve tea, and then greet all the elders in turn.

The three-day homecoming trip would not be to return to Xipan. According to custom, they would have to return to the post station. Nalan Yuanting would also leave after the princess returned home.

After marriage, a woman still needs to organize her dowry...

So Lianyi has been busy these past few days and probably won't have any free time.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Yang Jianwu secretly led Puyang Xuan back to the Seventh Prince's residence, avoiding the patrolling guards, and arrived at the courtyard of the bridal chamber.

The two remained hidden in the space, leaving a drone perched on the wall to observe the movements inside the courtyard.

One wall of the new house was demolished and a sunroom was built using a glass window structure, which is what outsiders call the "glass house".

The drone's camera was pointed at the new house. Even with the curtains drawn, the shadows of people inside could be vaguely seen through the light from inside the house.