In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 201: A Bitter Dose

Hearing that Flying Opera Group was composed of such people, Yue Mingxuan could not help but be shocked.

He then felt relieved, no wonder he had been captured at the theater and sent to a brothel. "Sister, don’t belittle yourself. I think Sister is far better than those so-called nobles in the palace."

Although Bai Huayue knew Yue Mingxuan was comforting her, the protective intent in his words still warmed her heart. She smiled and said, "I’ve never troubled myself over such empty titles. I just don’t want these labels to implicate the people around me. Xuaoxuan, you were originally of princely status; by rights, I shouldn’t even open my mouth to you about this. But speaking from the heart, although I haven’t known you long, in my heart I regard you the same way I regard Miaojue..." At this point, a hint of difficulty appeared on her face. "There are many among the lower nine professions under my command, but none who understand medicine. If you doesn’t mind, could you come to Flying Opera Group and serve as a doctor? From then on, within Flying Opera Group, your words would carry the same weight as mine."

Yue Mingxuan looked at her and asked with some doubt, "Sister, forgive my bluntness, but within Beirong there are as many medical halls as stars in the sky, and skilled doctor abound. Why would Sister choose me?"

Bai Huayue spoke earnestly, "Xiaoxuan, the martial world is treacherous. You often leave the palace, and it’s inevitable you’ll draw the attention of such people. Flying Opera Group may be small, but protecting you to some extent in the jianghu is still something we can do. However, to enter Flying Opera Group, one must have a particular skill. Xiaoxuan, your medical skills are superb, serving as our organization’s doctor would be most fitting."

Seeing Bai Huayue’s sincere attitude, Yue Mingxuan nodded immediately. "I understand Sister’s good intentions. As long as Sister doesn’t despise me, I am willing to join Flying Opera Group."

Overjoyed, Bai Huayue grasped Yue Mingxuan’s hand. "Good brother, I knew I hadn’t misjudged you. Your straightforward temperament is exactly like mine."

Seeing the two grow even closer, Tang Lubao said, "I’m a rough sort of man. Whenever something good happens, my first thought is always to have a big feast. Xiaoxuan, shall we set a table at the Longjing Manor for lunch today?"

At the mention of food, Yue Mingxuan’s eyes seemed to light up. "Excellent, excellent. From the moment I met Brother Lu until now, this is the one sentence that’s sounded the most pleasing to my ears."

Yue Mingxuan’s playful tone made Bai Huayue laugh aloud. "Such a clever tongue... If you love eating that much, come often in the future. I’ll have Brother Lu invite that chef over to cook for you at home."

"Then I won’t go back to the palace to live anymore," Yue Mingxuan said with a grin as he linked arms with Bai Huayue. "Good food, beautiful people... even immortals wouldn’t trade places with this kind of life."

Here, Yue Mingxuan was in high spirits, but over there, Shang Qinghua and Rong Qinglei were anything but pleased.

Early that morning, Gongsun Xing had arrived at Rong Qinglei’s sleeping quarters.

After dragging Shang Qinghua out of bed, he stuck more than a hundred silver needles of various sizes into him.

Shang Qinghua who had originally thought this was treatment and was carrying some morning irritation, forcibly endured it, only to be nearly enraged to death by a single sentence from Gongsun Xing.

"Ah, Prince Shang, these needles were originally meant for Prince Qing. My mistake, I ended up sticking them into you... However, don’t worry it’s nothing serious, just smoothing out your internal energy and blood."

Shang Qinghua shot him a glare but said nothing.

He simply treated it as curing an illness if there was one, or exercising if there wasn’t.

But over the next two hours, he nearly developed the urge to kill Gongsun Xing who could have known that Gongsun Xing’s so called ’smoothing internal energy and blood’ actually meant nonstop farting...

The one letting out gas was embarrassed, and the one smelling it was uncomfortable as well.

So when Yue Mingxuan arrived at Rong Qinglei’s palace from Tang Lubao’s place, what he saw was Rong Qinglei curled up in the far corner of the bed, while Shang Qinghua’s face was twisted with barely restrained fury.

Yue Mingxuan looked suspiciously at the expressions of the two men.

No matter how one looked at it, it felt as though something strange and unspeakable had happened.

Seeing Yue Mingxuan, Rong Qinglei put on a wronged expression and said, "Mingxuan, I’m not used to having someone sleep beside me. I didn’t sleep well at all last night."

Shang Qinghua did not even look at him.

All of his attention was currently focused on the circulation of his internal energy and blood.

Damn Gongsun Xing, once he recovered, he would definitely make him pay.

Hearing Rong Qinglei say this, Yue Mingxuan stepped forward two paces and checked his pulse.

His internal energy and blood were indeed somewhat unstable; he really did look like someone who hadn’t rested well.

"When Miracle Doctor Gongsun arrives, I’ll help speak to him for you."

As he spoke, he took out a small bag of preserved fruits from his pocket. "I bought these when I went out of the palace today. They taste quite good. If your mouth feels bitter after taking medicine, you can eat one."

Rong Qinglei happily accepted the preserved fruits Yue Mingxuan handed him and cast a provocative glance at Shang Qinghua while tossed one into his mouth.

The sweet taste instantly lifted his somewhat gloomy mood.

At that moment, Gongsun Xing pushed the door open and walked in, followed by a medicine boy carrying two bowls of decoction.

He first went over to Shang Qinghua and checked his pulse, then said with some confusion, "That’s not right. Logically speaking, you should still be expelling gas nonstop. Why does it look like it’s not happening that much anymore?"