Chapter 123 - What To Do if You’re the Villain and the Heroine Likes You

Meng Qingrou knew that she was forcing a smile, just to respond to He Yunxiao's goodwill explanation, which was considered kind-hearted. But she immediately remembered that when He Yunxiao lied to her, his original intention was also kind. If it's all "out of good intentions," does that mean deceit can be "innocent"? Meng Qingrou couldn't understand. These things are all so complicated. The only thing she can be sure of now is that she is no longer as determined as she was yesterday. The herself of yesterday, if forced to marry into the Hou Mansion by He Yunxiao, would probably have been defiant, swearing not to comply, even at the cost of her life. And today, although she would still fiercely resist, she wouldn't go as far as risking her life. Meng Qingrou even feels that if she really marries into the Hou Mansion, she will definitely end up being coaxed by He Yunxiao to bear a baby for him, even if the wounds in her heart have not healed at that time. Meng Qingrou knows that her mother does not like her father at all, but her mother still gave birth to her. Compared to her mother, she is very lucky. At the very least, unlike other men, she still has a little bit of affection for He Yunxiao. He Yunxiao didn't know that Nan Zhu, his wife, sitting across from him, had many thoughts because of a joke he made. His attention was still focused on the antidote to the Soul-Eating Pill. If the prescription for the antidote to the Soul-Eating Pill needs major changes, does that mean that the soup made by Xing Er is useless? He Yunxiao was unsure about this, so he said, "Madame Nan Zhu, I have a special constitution. Do I still need to drink the antidote you previously made, or should we get new medicine and make it again?" Meng Qingrou focused on the important matter and thought for a moment before saying, "Let's get new medicine. The previous antidote may not have a significant effect on you." She took out a pen and paper and said while writing, "Wait for a moment, I will write a new prescription, and we will make the medicine according to this prescription." He Yunxiao didn't understand these things, so naturally, whatever Madame Nan Zhu said, he would follow. He couldn't comprehend the prescription, so he shifted his attention to Madame Nan Zhu's handwriting. If we're talking about handwriting,Ziruo handwriting is undoubtedly the most neat and beautiful. Her graceful style of calligraphy is neat, exquisite, restrained, and delicate. Nanzhu's writing, though elegant, is not delicate like a young lady, but rather subtly free and easy. Madame Nan Zhu's handwriting really stands out. Innocent and charming. Beautiful, but unconventional. One can't discern a specific style, but it still gives a sense of "wow, that's a pretty handwriting." Of course, compared to any other female lead, He Yunxiao's handwriting is definitely at the bottom. His handwriting, which is a mix of "scribbles" and "haphazardness," is so bad that even He Yunxiao himself can't stand it. After Meng Qingrou finished writing the prescription, she carried a bamboo basket and led He Yunxiao to wander around among the various medicine shelves in the pharmacy. Sometimes taking some of this, sometimes taking some of that, He Yunxiao couldn't understand any of it and didn't know any of it. He could only follow Madame Nan Zhu like a shadow. Du MeiMei is proficient in music, Zi Ruo MeiMei is a talented woman, Jiang JieJie has superb dancing skills, and Madame Nan Zhu is a renowned godly physician. Compared to the female leads, He Yunxiao felt more and more like a waste. In the past, he might have said, "Yeah, I'm trash." But now, he is determined to work hard to deserve all the female leads. Not for anything else, just so he can proudly say "I want them all!" He Yunxiao couldn't help Madame Nan Zhu in other ways, so he took the initiative to say, "Nan Zhu, let me carry the medicine basket for you." Meng Qingrou, busy looking for medicinal materials, heard He Yunxiao's words and handed him the medicine basket. She reminded him, "Be careful, there is only one dose of one of the medicines inside." He Yunxiao took the medicine basket. He wasn't familiar with which medicine was the sole dose, but as long as the medicine basket as a whole didn't meet any mishaps, it should be fine. So, the situation in the pharmacy continued with Madame Nan Zhu walking in front and He Yunxiao following behind, carrying the medicine basket to assist Madame Nan Zhu. After finding almost all the medicinal materials, Meng Qingrou planned to move the ladder. He Yunxiao couldn't let Madame Nan Zhu do it herself. He swiftly put down the medicine basket and moved the ladder himself for Madame Nan Zhu. Under Madame Nan Zhu's guidance, He Yunxiao leaned the ladder against a tall medicine rack. Meng Qingrou said, "You hold the ladder, I will go up to get the medicine." He Yunxiao observed and found that the ladder set up was quite high, and the medicine rack didn't look very sturdy. The wood used to support the rack seemed to be somewhat decayed. Even though these woods could probably support Madame Nan Zhu's weight, He Yunxiao didn't want her to take the risk. "It looks quite dangerous, I'll get it." Meng Qingrou said, "Do you know what the medicinal material looks like? Or should I go instead..." He Yunxiao decisively shook his head, "No. You tell me, I will go get it." Meng Qingrou knew that He Yunxiao had no knowledge of medical skills and was afraid he might get the wrong thing, so she insisted, "It's better for me to go." She didn't expect that He Yunxiao, who had always indulged her, would not back down at all on this matter. He Yunxiao said, "No. I will go. It's non-negotiable." Meng Qingrou looked at this stern He Yunxiao and, recalling their past interactions, instinctively protected her behind. Her tone softened uncontrollably due to He Yunxiao's forcefulness. In a nutshell, she wavered. Meng Qingrou pouted, "Okay, got it." He Yunxiao asked, "What does the medicinal material look like?" "It's, dried petals. Light yellow in color." He Yunxiao nodded, then ascended the ladder. The ladder and medicine rack creaked, causing He Yunxiao to feel more uneasy. He wasn't afraid of falling himself, being a martial artist, this height was nothing special. But he was afraid that the medicine rack might collapse and hurt Madame Nan Zhu. Madame Nan Zhu was delicate and couldn't afford to be injured. Furthermore, she couldn't have any bloodshed. "Nan Zhu, step back a bit." "I'll hold the ladder for you." "I feel like this medicine rack might fall. Gently, step away." Seeing He Yunxiao being tactless, using the word "gently" as one would to a child, Meng Qingrou hummed, "Don't call me that." He Yunxiao stood on the ladder. He felt that since he had apologized to Madame Nan Zhu, she had become bolder. She used to be obedient, but now she had learned to talk back. As it involved safety, He Yunxiao didn't plan to cajole her. With a firm tone, he said, "Stop being stubborn. Listen to me, step away." Meng Qingrou, under He Yunxiao's gaze, visibly wavered and mumbled, "Madame Nan Zhu understands," before stepping aside. He Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief, climbed up the ladder, and was about to reach for the medicine when he suddenly heard a sound of wood breaking. Then the medicine rack and his ladder began to tilt to one side. He Yunxiao was speechless. It always happens as they say. Fortunately, he had made Madame Nan Zhu step away earlier. Just as he was about to use martial arts to jump away from the impending falling rack, he suddenly saw someone rushing towards the rack that was about to collapse. He Yunxiao: ? He looked closely. Madame Nan Zhu!? What is this little girl doing here? "Nan Zhu! Get away quickly!" Although He Yunxiao roared angrily, Meng Qingrou, as if not hearing him, disregarded everything and rushed to the place under the falling rack to put away the medicine basket. He Yunxiao cursed her as a foolish girl. What good is the medicine if it costs you your life? He hastily used his martial arts, tapping on the ladder and the rack, and flew past the rack like a swift swallow, grabbing Madame Nan Zhu's waist and legs and pulling her away just before the massive rack fell, then gently letting her down. Breathless, he scolded, "I told you to step away, why did you go there? Are you trying to get yourself killed?" Meng Qingrou, hugging the medicine basket, said with a frown, "There is only one dose of a certain medicine. I..." "Is the medicine more valuable than your life?" "This is..." If his martial arts hadn't been enhanced to be among the best in the world, Madame Nan Zhu would have definitely been in trouble today. This time, it was mostly just good luck; they narrowly escaped a disaster. Seeing that she not only knowingly defied him but also dared to talk back, He Yunxiao decided not to spare any mercy. He gave her a resounding slap on her well-rounded buttocks, making a crisp sound. "Smack!" Then he scolded, "You made a mistake, and you want to argue?" Feeling the tingling in her buttocks, Meng Qingrou blushed with embarrassment. Biting her lip, Meng Qingrou, with one hand hugging the medicine basket and the other tugging on He Yunxiao's clothes, said pitifully, "Madame Nan Zhu knows she was wrong. Please don't be angry, okay?" *Translated by Soothsayer.io