Chapter 281 Is that the one? Just treat it

Before the carriage left Langyinfang, bursts of noise could be heard from the streets and alleys.

I listened carefully and heard that the kind-hearted... literati and poets were promoting Helian Chaolu's new poems.

"Don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield. How many men have ever returned from the battles in history? This is another frontier poem!"

"But this poem, 'Last night the rain was light and the wind was fierce, and a deep sleep could not dispel the hangover,' doesn't seem like one written by a woman from a frontier family."

"Miss Helian's poetic talent is astonishing. Aren't these two frontier poems enough to prove it?"

"That's right. It was probably my first time leaving the border, and seeing the different scenery brought me so much emotion that I wrote it down."

"What a wonderful poem!"

…

Qin Zhaoyue let Yinzhe go for the time being and listened to their discussion.

What is Langyinfang? In my previous life, it was a city that never sleeps and a bar street.

At around seven o'clock in the morning, how many people can be seen on the street?

Why are the literati and poets so strong that they feel inspired to write poetry in the morning after a night of fun, and can't wait to come out and comment on their poems with others?

In Qin Zhaoyue's opinion, this drama was a bit too much.

Sure enough, after a while of arguing, the topic changed "abruptly".

"Three poems, no wonder Prime Minister Pei praised them."

"But why did I hear that Miss Helian said her literary talent was not as good as the Second Princess of Shufeng? If that's the case..."

"Shut up! How can you encourage others and destroy your own prestige?"

"Not mentioning others, I heard that Miss Zheng from the Duke's Mansion is among those taking the test."

"And there's Editor Fan's granddaughter, a descendant of poetry and literature, a scholar with a wealth of knowledge."

"Poetry only accounts for a small part after all. The most important thing is policy essays. The talented women in our dynasty are definitely not inferior to those in the Shuofeng Dynasty."

…

As they were praising each other, they changed the subject and began to talk about which talented woman would come out on top.

Each of them had their own arguments, and the shouting made people worry that they might start fighting on the spot.

According to the itinerary, Princess Shuofeng will arrive in Beijing almost tomorrow.

Time is limited and we have to stir up the heat within one day, so no wonder they start making a fuss so early in the morning.

According to what was said in the previous life, this is a capital conspiracy.

However, Qin Zhaoyue now belongs to the "capital" side and feels a little strange.

As the carriage moved along, all we could hear was arguments.

When they were approaching the Sixth Princess's Mansion, Yinzhe used his "force" to cover them and quietly returned with the two of them.

Although there are no top-level experts in Qin Zhaoyue's mansion now, the density of Qiwu realm is extremely high.

Except for a few families with military honors, whose mansion can compare with this one?

The Mo Group surrounded the backyard so tightly that no one could get in. Sui Mo even took the initiative to screen everyone in the group several times.

So the absence of the owner of the house for one night did not cause any waves, and everything was calm.

After taking off the mask and washing up, Mo Yi handed over a visiting card.

Qin Zhaoyue had breakfast lazily, as he always ate it together with lunch. He felt a little dazed when he suddenly woke up early and had no appetite.

After returning to Beijing, the Sixth Princess's Mansion, which had been deserted, began to receive various invitations again, most of which were banquets hosted by girls from certain families.

Given Qin Zhaoyue's personality, he naturally didn't go to any of them.

Until the provincial examination was approaching, there were almost no letters of invitation again, let alone visiting cards.

"Who is it?"

"Master Xiao Pei."

"What is he doing here?"

The expressions of everyone in the hall were indescribable. It seemed like they had forgotten about the matter after receiving the money.

"Your Highness, you bought the policy paper prediction questions for your cousin."

Qin Zhaoyue rolled her eyes and said, "I'm not senile yet."

Can't I just ask a servant to run errands for a test paper? Why do I have to come here myself?

Humph, that old fellow is still coveting her beauty? Wishful thinking!

If he wasn't needed in the future and had the opportunity to make a lot of money, he would have been turned away.

Qin Zhaoyue quickly filled his stomach, but he really had no appetite and there was still more than half of his breakfast left.

"Okay, send these untouched ones to Ping An to eat."

He had been promised that he could eat meat every meal, but he had just been taken into the government office when he went on a long mission to provide disaster relief.

Not to mention meat, it’s hard to even eat enough. Qin Zhaoyue, the owner, has to make up for it.

Therefore, in addition to the monthly allowance, some delicious food and drinks would also be given.

But after he opened his mouth, no one in the Mo group moved.

Everyone's eyes glanced at Mo Twelve in the corner, and the atmosphere became a little strange for a moment.

"What's the matter? Just tell me if you have something to say."

Mo Twelve stepped forward hesitantly, "Your Highness, I gave Ping An some medicine."

Clang!

The chopsticks fell on the table and Qin Zhaoyue's eyes widened.

Wow, Mo Twelve is so tiny, it seems like he is not even one-third the size of Ping An. In his previous life, he would be a cute little loli of 1.5 meters tall.

I usually just quietly research hidden weapons and poisons and stuff, but I never expected this.

Although the bold ones enjoy the world first, but attacking Ping An... and using such a despicable method as drugging...

Isn't this bullying a fool?

“You…you…”

Qin Zhaoyue trembled as she spoke. Who could have imagined that such a tragic incident would happen just after she went out to play for a night.

"Have you obtained Ping An's consent?

No, sister, although my conditions are not bad, and it is more than enough to match Ping An, but you can't force others, stupid boy..."

Mo Twelve tilted his little head. What to prepare? Medicine?

Mo Yi came out with his face covered and quickly explained.

They traveled together and had some understanding of Ping An's physical condition.

Simply put, with all the tendons and veins in the body in disarray, it is a miracle that he is still alive.

The court physician had examined him before leaving Fengjing, and concluded that reaching the Qiwu realm might improve the condition.

But there is a lot of uncertainty in the words, and no one knows what will happen after the balance is broken.

Other people looked at Ping An with a bit of maternal love, as if they were looking at a child, but it was different in Mo Twelve's eyes.

Medicine and poison are inseparable, and she looks at Ping An as if he is a strange puzzle.

Even with his tendons and veins in disarray, he was still alive. The key was that he was living well, very strong and full of energy.

It was clearly impossible and completely contrary to what she had learned.

To put it simply, four words: seeing prey brings joy.

During the disaster relief journey, Mo Twelve didn't dare to do anything weird. He just checked Ping An's pulse from time to time and used his true Qi to examine him.

When I returned to Fengjing, the feeling that had been suppressed for a long time could no longer be suppressed.

Qin Zhaoyue realized that he had made a mistake and blamed Mo Twelve for his unclear speech.

He glared at her, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I just have some diarrhea."

Mo Twelve quickly replied that she certainly wouldn't use any drastic measures, it was just a small attempt.

Diarrhea is a small matter? That kid has been working on the streets since he was a child, eating whatever he can get.

Even with this, he can still grow himself into a muscular man. How powerful must his stomach and intestines be?

"Take it easy, don't give me any more drugs if you're not sure!"

Mo Twelve pursed his lips, his face fell at that moment, as if he had lost his dream, but he still agreed in a low voice.

Qin Zhaoyue showed no mercy when she saw this. What if the doctor made a mistake? She didn't know if her true Qi would work.

She guessed that even if it could be cured, the amount of merit points consumed would definitely be considerable.

I am in the critical period of preparing to be promoted to the Divine Martial Realm and don’t want any unnecessary complications.

"Alright," Qin Zhaoyue stood up, "Put on some beautiful makeup to charm the stupid number one scholar of the Pei family..."