Chu Xiangyu fell into Bu Tiange's arms. The red candle was dim, and her vision was sometimes clear and sometimes hazy.
In a trance, she saw the longbow resting by the wooden window.
I guess the sharp arrow that took the life of the obscene prostitute was shot from this bow.
Bu Tiange shook out a small packet of powder from his sleeve and helped Chu Xiangyu swallow some. He said, "Miss Xiangyu, I have given you the antidote. Just lie down and rest for a night. You will be fine."
The antidote had not yet taken effect. Chu Xiangyu let out a moan and allowed Bu Tiange to pick her up horizontally.
She tilted her head back to look at Bu Tiange's frosty profile, and somehow her hand wrapped around Bu Tiange's neck softly and bonelessly.
Bu Tiange is considered thin among girls, and her temperament is noble and outstanding. If she were a boy, it would not be impossible for him to devote himself to her.
Chu Xiangyu thought about it, and couldn't help but lean towards her, with a hint of charm on her face.
Bu Tiange frowned.
If she were a man, she would have been unable to bear Chu Xiangyu throwing herself into his arms like this.
Even if she was drugged, she should at least behave like a lady from a noble family, right?
Bu Tiange put her on the bed. Chu Xiangyu pushed back the quilt, half exposing her body. She asked softly, "Do you know what drug I was poisoned with?"
Bu Tiange glanced at her and said in a deep voice, "Miss Xiangyu, please respect yourself. I am not a gentleman who can remain calm when a woman's beauty comes."
"We are all women, so why should I be afraid of you molesting me?"
Chu Xiangyu chuckled, pulled her hand over, and placed her slightly cool palm against his hot chest.
Bu Tiange gently pulled his hand away, his eyes becoming darker.
"Miss Xiangyu, I will protect you tonight, but I don't want to know your size."
The antidote gradually took effect. Chu Xiangyu leaned softly against the bed and smiled, saying, "There are dozens of aphrodisiacs on the market. If you weren't in cahoots with those thieves, how would you have gotten the antidote?"
"Then why didn't Miss Xiangyu ask how I knew you were in danger?" Bu Tiange raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickering, "Miss Xiangyu, are you doubting me?"
Chu Xiangyu hugged the quilt and sighed softly, "I'm sorry, my father told me that people's hearts are unpredictable."
Bu Tiange stood up and walked to the window, picked up the longbow with her bare hands, and carefully stroked the carvings on the bow.
The red candle shed tears, and the candlelight flickered, illuminating the client's eyes that refused to close.
Blood oozed from his body, an abnormally bright red color, a sign of poisoning.
The more Chu Xiangyu thought about the strangeness of this matter, the more confused she became.
Bu Tiange stood holding a bow, playing with the feather arrow in one hand, and the dim candle cut her shadow into a slender line.
She put down the arrow and said calmly, "Miss Xiangyu, you should rest in peace. If I wanted to harm you, you would have been nowhere to be found."
Although she extinguished the aphrodisiac fragrance as soon as she entered the room, the aroma still lingered in the room.
Bu Tiange leaned against the window, using the cool wind blowing in to stay awake.
After Chu Xiangyu fell asleep, she quietly left the room.
The door, which had been locked from the outside, had already been unlocked. The old maid knelt in front of the door. Seeing Bu Tiange come out, she said with great fear, "I am sorry that this old servant has failed to do his job well and frightened Your Majesty."
Bu Tiange waved his hand, signaling her to leave.
She leaned against the wall and rubbed her temples gently, hoping to use her true energy to quickly drive away the effects of the charm fragrance.
There was a noise behind him, but Bu Tiange heard it but ignored it.
A man in red embraced her, and his cold, pale hands lifted her chin, his fingertips slid along the lines of her face, then her collarbone and thin shoulders, and finally fell to her right arm.
Some dark colors could already be seen in the changed clothes.
He was drawing the bow and holding Chu Xiangyu in his arms. How could the wound that had just scabbed over not break?
Qing Xuan shook his head and said helplessly: "Showing off."
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