Pei Xuan stood outside the tent, staring at the dark curtains, his face grave.
As soon as they got close, they could hear faint, heavy breathing coming from inside.
His brows were furrowed.
Could it be... that he arrived too late?
His eyes were cold, and his voice unconsciously carried anger as he said to the servants accompanying him, "Wait here and do not let anyone near."
Pei Xuan stepped forward and lifted the tent flap.
In the dim moonlight, two figures could be vaguely seen on the bed, engaged in passionate lovemaking, oblivious to the world around them.
Pei Xuan's face turned ashen.
Just as he was about to speak, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and pulled him into a corner.
A cold glint flashed in Pei Xuan's eyes. He drew a sharp blade from his sleeve, his movements clean and swift, subduing the person behind him in just a few moves.
He tore off the man's veil with one hand and frowned.
"Jiang Wan?"
Jiang Wan was even more surprised and released her hands that were about to resist: "Your Highness?"
She thought it was Song Shuling's people coming to sound her out, but unexpectedly it was Pei Xuan.
Each with their own thoughts, they remained silent for a moment.
As the night grew quiet, the two people on the bed became increasingly agitated.
From time to time, rapid panting could be heard, mixed with obscene words.
Even the usually aloof Jiang Wan felt somewhat uncomfortable.
Moreover, perhaps because it was too hot and humid tonight, she also felt a bit hot on her face.
"What happened? Can Madam Jiang give me an explanation?" Pei Xuan asked, his face as cold as ice.
Jiang Wan coughed lightly: "Your Highness also saw it. Song Shuling was having an affair with a guard. The Lin family's camp is next to mine. They probably went to the wrong place because of the darkness."
Pei Xuan stared at her feigned calm face and sneered.
To lie through one's teeth.
Based on Shen Ci's intelligence, he easily guessed that this was Song Shuling's scheme failing, and she was instead retaliated against by Jiang Wan.
He knew it.
How could Jiang Wan, this cunning fox, easily fall into someone else's trap?
Since Song Shuling had only herself to blame, he couldn't be bothered with such trivial matters.
And tonight, he has something even more important to do.
Pei Xuan got up to leave.
Jiang Wan grabbed the hem of his dress with one hand.
He looked down and frowned.
Jiang Wan's face was slightly flushed, and she was biting her lower lip, which seemed rather abnormal.
Pei Xuan asked, "Do you have a fever?"
Jiang Wan bit her lip, finding it difficult to speak.
She had felt something was wrong with her body earlier, and now that the feeling was so obvious, she couldn't help but suspect that she had been poisoned by the drug.
Although her symptoms are still relatively mild, who knows what might happen if this continues...
It seems that he inadvertently inhaled some of the powder during the fight.
This secret medicine is only effective on women, and its effects are extremely potent.
Despite her discomfort, Jiang Wan covered her mouth and nose again.
Pei Xuan noticed that her cheeks were covered in a fine sweat and assumed that she really had a fever, so he reached out to touch her forehead.
Jiang Wan quickly turned her head away.
"I don't have a fever, I'm... fine."
When she spoke, her clear, cool voice trembled slightly, adding a touch of girlish shyness.
Pei Xuan's brow twitched.
He probably knew what was wrong with her.
Pei Xuan said to her, "I will take you to the Imperial Physician's Office."
After saying that, he realized that what he said was inappropriate.
Jiang Wan, a married woman, was taken away by Pei Xuan in this state, and neither of them could explain themselves no matter how hard they tried.
"it's useless."
Jiang Wan gasped for breath a few times, trying to stay rational.
"There is no antidote for Hehe Powder, and even the imperial physicians in the palace are helpless."
She tried to stand up by holding onto the table, but her legs went weak and she fell straight back to the ground.
Just a second before she fell, a pair of large hands grabbed her waist.
Jiang Wan let out a soft gasp and slightly opened her eyes.
He met a pair of cold, dark eyes.
Pei Xuan's eyes were devoid of warmth, and his expression was cold and aloof.
It was as if he was not embracing a soft and beautiful body, but rather a piece of wood or some other object.
"...Thank you, Your Highness."
Jiang Wan bit her lip, trying hard to stand on her own.
However, she was feeling dizzy and seeing double.
She thought she was trying to stand up, but she was just grabbing Pei Xuan's sleeve and rubbing against his chest haphazardly.
"...Stop moving around."
Pei Xuan pressed his lips together tightly.
In the light spring weather, he could clearly feel the exquisite waistline of the beauty in his palm.
The moonlight was as bright as day, making her skin appear as white and lustrous as jade.
He could even smell the faint, delicate fragrance in her hair.
What's worse, Jiang Wan seemed to have found a comfortable position, resting her head on his arm and unconsciously rubbing against him.
Pei Xuan's eyes darkened suddenly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.
He could only lean against the table in this position.
As she moved, the brocade box in her sleeve fell to the ground, from which rolled an exquisite jade hairpin.
Jiang Wan, who was already unconscious, saw this thing and her eyes lit up.
She picked up the sharp end of the hairpin and, before Pei Xuan could stop her, poked it into her fingertip.
Blood immediately appeared on her fingertips.
This is a bloodletting method recorded in medical texts, which can unblock meridians and refresh the mind.
After a short while, Jiang Wan felt better.
Looking at Pei Xuan again, one finds his face as black as ink.
Jiang Wan shook her dizzy head and realized why Pei Xuan would carry a girl's hairpin with him and even put it in a brocade box.
It's probably a gift for a woman he admires.
"I'm sorry," she said sincerely. "I'll wash it and return it to you, or I'll buy you a better one."
Pei Xuan's face was tense, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "No need."
He was already quite annoyed, having been delayed for so long and missed his appointment with Qingwu.
Even the gift I was going to give her turned out badly.
He personally selected the materials for this jade hairpin and spent two months carving it. How could Jiang Wan possibly afford to compensate for it?
Ironically, the person who caused the trouble still had a flushed face and bright eyes.
The way she looked at him was somewhat naive and pitiful, completely unlike her usual shrewd demeanor.
Pei Xuan glanced at it, his cold words stuck in his throat.
That's it, he shouldn't have come here.
He knew that nothing good ever came of meeting Jiang Wan.
…
The next morning, as dawn was breaking.
Jiang Wan was awakened by Biluo.
She opened her eyes, the lingering headache still present, and it took her a while to regain her clarity.
My memory of last night is hazy; I only vaguely remember Pei Xuan coming.
"...Where is Pei Xuan?"
"His Highness the Crown Prince has already left," Biluo said worriedly. "Last night, when I went out to investigate, I was stopped outside by the Crown Prince's guards. Madam, are you alright?"
Jiang Wan shook her head and looked at the bed.
Song Shuling and the guard were huddled together, fast asleep.
"Let's hurry and leave before everyone wakes up," Jiang Wan said.
After daybreak, Song Shuling's shameful behavior will be discovered.
She can't stay here.
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