Antidote
She went out of the mansion to buy some "supplies," with Xi Shuang by her side. She walked to a stall selling rouge and quietly heard the whispers around her.
Three middle-aged women are picking at the vegetable leaves.
"Have you heard? The second daughter of the Mo County Magistrate hanged herself!"
"How did he die?" the man asked curiously.
The woman said with regret, "I heard that she and her lover were caught red-handed a few days ago!"
"Guess what?" she asked, deliberately keeping people in suspense.
"What's wrong?"
"Her lover was actually a woman! That woman was carefully chosen by Magistrate Mo, who even made her Miss Xi Rong's maid!"
Both of them were startled.
"Two women? How could that be?..."
"Hey, isn't the daughter of County Magistrate Mo named Mo Xirong?"
The name Mo Xirong abruptly stopped in mid-air, and Pang Linqiu's hand, holding the rouge box, suddenly trembled. Mo Xirong… Xirong, isn't that a guest at her inn? That Aman… could it be…
"yes!"
"I've heard about it too. I heard that when she was first arrested, the magistrate was furious upon learning of the matter. Moreover, she was already engaged, and after this incident, even the eldest son of the Xie family dared not marry her as his principal wife! The magistrate had no choice but to marry his daughter to a forty-year-old merchant, making her his fourth wife. That Xi Rong has a fiery temper..." He shook his head and sighed softly, "What a pity..."
She listened intently, then died...
"What happened to that maid?"
"Need I say more? Of course, they'd beat him to death with sticks and then throw him into the wild forest."
"I heard that she was beaten to death right in front of her, and Xi Rong was almost going to die with her."
Upon hearing this, Pang Linqiu felt pessimistic, bitter, and unable to express her feelings. She couldn't understand why things had turned out this way. When they first entered the inn, the two claimed to be close friends, just out for a trip. She never expected them to be a pair of "mirrors." She didn't dislike their relationship, but rather lamented that they couldn't be together.
As night deepened, a gentle breeze drifted in through the window.
Inside the master bedroom, Pang Linqiu invited Peng Xuan'an to talk at the table. The atmosphere in the room was warm and soft, illuminated by candlelight. Incense was lit, its fragrance swirling and dancing in the air.
Pang Linqiu picked up the teapot, poured him a cup of water, and poured one for herself as well.
The two sat facing each other at the table.
Peng Xuan'an was in a strange good mood. He picked up the cup and took a small sip of the water, only to find that it had an odd taste.
He then turned to look at the incense stick on the high platform. The windows around him were closed, and the room was probably stuffy because of the lack of ventilation.
"Madam, why are you lighting incense tonight?"
She put something in her mouth, pressed the pill under her tongue, and gulped down the water with her eyes closed, swallowing the pill along with it. Then she looked up at him and asked, "Mosquito repellent."
He was puzzled. "But...the windows are all..."
Pang Linqiu waved her hand, rejecting the topic: "Mind your own business, let's talk about things between husband and wife first." She roughly estimated the time; the drug's effects would take a while to take hold, and Luo Momo was already waiting outside.
"What is it?" He also drank it all in one gulp, then felt uneasy and hot all over, and his mouth was inexplicably thirsty, so he poured himself another glass.
"Why is the water so strange today?" He took another sip, and the more he drank, the more something seemed off. He frowned and looked at her.
She shrugged, looking completely honest, and said, "I forgot to wash it after making the tea, so just drink it as is." She looked at him helplessly.
"..." He hesitated whether to drink it or not. This strangely familiar feeling of heat was like being drugged.
"Peng Xuan'an, when do you plan to go see Luo Momo and the others?"
"Who are they?" I fanned myself with my hand, but it was still very hot!
"..."
"Your newly acquired concubines."
He suddenly remembered, "Why did I go to see it?" Perhaps it was the effects of the medicine and the aphrodisiac that made it difficult for him to think.
"Why don't you go and see? Don't you know why you took them in as disciples?"
He rubbed his temples in discomfort. "Bringing them in...is it not to keep...madam company...?"
Hearing this answer, she was furious. Luo Momo, standing outside the door, was both angry and resentful.
She smirked, "Play? Peng Xuan'an, are you out of your mind? I let them in so that they could have more descendants!" she emphasized.
He seemed not to have heard a word he said. "If you don't want to play... you can still serve me as a maid, Madam..." He could clearly feel the burning lust within him even with his eyes closed. He shook his head to clear his mind. "Madam, if you don't like it... you can just send me away..."
She squinted, observing his changes: "Peng Xuan'an, why are you hesitating to touch them? Could it be that you're impotent?"
He grinned crookedly, "Whether I'm capable or not, doesn't Madam know best?" He took off his outer garment because he was hot and fanned himself by grabbing the collar of his white shirt.
she"……"
A burning desire blazed in his eyes. He looked up at her, realizing something. Three parts surprise, seven parts composure: "Lin Qiu...you drugged me?"
His cheeks were flushed and burning, but an excited smile still tugged at the corners of his mouth. He was breathing heavily, as if he was about to suffocate, yet he was greedily inhaling the air.
He had experienced that familiar burning sensation once before, and that time... he almost accidentally... strangled her to death.
"Mo Mo!" Pang Linqiu called out hurriedly towards the door when she saw the medicine taking effect.
Then, in a flash, she distanced herself from Peng Xuan'an. Grabbing Luo Momo's hand, she pulled and tossed her into Peng Xuan'an's arms in one swift motion.
Peng Xuan'an pushed her away, his target clear, heading straight for her!
"Bang—" A loud door slamming sound.
Only Luo Momo and Peng Xuan'an remained in the room. Luo Momo, who had been pushed away, stood there somewhat at a loss.
Peng Xuan'an pounded on the door frantically, clearly distressed. "Pang Linqiu! Open the door!"
Suddenly, the sound of chains locking made Peng Xuan'an's pupils dilate in surprise, and he pounded on the door with heavy and fast speed.
"Open the door! Someone come here!! Luo Pu!" he roared.
Outside the door, Pang Linqiu carefully locked the door, put the key in her pocket, and smiled contentedly.
"Peng Xuan'an, it's useless." The victor's tone was one of absolute certainty. "I've sent everyone away. I won't open the door until tomorrow!"
"Pang Linqiu! What do you mean by this?" He leaned against the door, supporting his limp body, and lowered his head to catch his breath, one hand resting on his chest.
"What do you mean?" He sneered. "It's simply to satisfy your desires, sir."
She called out loudly, "Mo Mo, you'd better serve Lord Peng well tonight!"
"Yes!" Luo Momo replied, then took the initiative to lean close and put her arm around his.
She was dressed lightly, with a thin veil draped over her body, highlighting her beautiful figure, her hair loose, and her face delicate.
"My lord, let me serve you tonight," she said shyly.
Pang Linqiu, with her sharp ears, pressed her ear against the door to listen to the sounds inside. Then, she nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave.
Luo Momo cried out in pain, "Ah—it hurts!"
Unexpectedly, the scene from before was repeated.
"Clatter—" A door fell to the ground.
Pang Linqiu's satisfied smile was gradually replaced by despair. She remembered! She remembered! She had clearly reinforced the door's stability! How could it! Again! Be kicked! And knocked down!
Inside the room, Peng Xuan'an had a fierce look on his face, his sharp eyes staring straight ahead. He grabbed Luo Momo's wrist with one hand and then threw her violently out the door.
Oh no! Run!
Seeing that things were not going well, she turned around and ran away immediately, and Peng Xuan'an wanted to give chase.
Unfortunately, just as she reached the entrance gate, Pang Linqiu wasn't paying attention and slipped while stepping onto the ladder, falling flat on her face.
Peng Xuan'an didn't need to chase after her; he simply carried her back into the house.
Despite the pain in her wrist, Luo Momo tried to seize the opportunity, but she herself had also been drugged with aphrodisiac and was in great discomfort.
Peng Xuan'an grabbed Pang Linqiu by the collar, turned around and glared at Luo Momo who was trying to stick close to him, "Get out! Close the door! Get out!"
"..." Luo Momo was startled and stepped back. He was so aggressive, she wisely turned and ran away. She closed the main gate to the courtyard, leaving only the inner courtyard gate in a dilapidated state.
Taking advantage of the moment, Pang Linqiu quickly broke free from him and ran to a cabinet. She hurriedly opened the drawer and rummaged through it for a while, when Peng Xuan'an suddenly appeared close behind her.
She shuddered and turned to look at him.
She was cornered against the counter, the space growing increasingly cramped, until she was forced to sit on the countertop. She pushed him aside with one hand and held out the medicine bottle to him with the other.
"Stop, stop, stop!" I called out to him, stopping his face as he tried to get closer.
He looked at her.
"This is the antidote! The antidote!" She looked at him in fear, her hands trembling, and hurriedly pleaded.
He glanced at her indifferently, showing no interest whatsoever, his eyes filled with the fascination of his prey. He put his arm around her waist and moved closer to her.
"Peng Xuan'an!" she exclaimed, startled.
He hugged her and whispered in her ear, "The medicine tastes bitter... I don't want to take it..."
"...!!!"
He loosened his embrace and glanced at the medicine bottle.
She bit her lip and continued to urge, "You'll die if you don't eat!"
He gave a wicked grin, took the medicine bottle from her hand, and then casually tossed it behind him.
"Crack—" The sound of the ceramic bottle shattering was so jarring and so despairing!
Peng Xuan'an leaned closer and gently kissed her chin, then moved his kisses down her snow-white neck. He said longingly, "You won't die. There's still an antidote."
“!!” She opened her mouth, as if to say something.
Peng Xuan'an didn't give him a chance, and directly picked her up and carried her to the bed.
Pang Linqiu was thrown onto the bed, with Peng Xuan'an on top of her. She struggled to push him away. He, like a wild beast, relished the sight of his prey struggling, but when he saw the hatred on her face, he froze…
Wake up...wake up! ...No...I can't do this...she'll hate me...
He slapped his face, trying to clear his head, but the aphrodisiac incense was still burning, and his reason was being slowly devoured.
"Linqiu, ...you're...lifting a stone...and shooting yourself in the foot." He braced himself with his hands, staring straight at her, longing, longing to swallow the delicious food before him bit by bit.
His eyes gradually became hazy, captivated by her.
"Be good... I'll be very gentle..."
She couldn't hear him, her body inexplicably stiffening. She wanted to escape but couldn't move the person pinning her down. She looked at him in fear, her eyes glistening with tears, making her seem even more pitiful.
He released his hands that were holding her down, got up and took off his clothes. Pang Linqiu saw the opportunity and tried to turn and run away again.
Helpless, he pressed her down again and pulled off her hair tie.
Only by binding her hands tightly can we properly solve the problem.
The candlelight is still burning, and the beauty remains awake. The candlelight illuminates her face, and her husband laments the brevity of the spring night.
One night of sex.
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