Zhao Xiang’s disingenuous behavior was not lost on Feng Qishi, especially now, seeing his earnest expression framing Mu Anxiao. Feng Qishi couldn’t help but sigh.
Hearing Feng Qishi’s sigh, Zhao Xiang turned his head, his expression questioning, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” Feng Qishi forced a calm demeanor, pointing to Amei. “Speaking of which, are you sure that aphrodisiac of yours isn’t poisonous?”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiang’s face turned cold. “Mo Yun, you suspect me.”
Seeing Zhao Xiang’s sudden change in expression, Feng Qishi chuckled. “No, I’m just wondering. If it’s not poisonous, why hasn’t she woken up yet?” He pointed to Amei.
Zhao Xiang relaxed, saying, “It must be that damned girl causing trouble.” His gaze was firm.
Feng Qishi, not yet understanding Zhao Xiang’s deep-seated animosity towards Mu Anxiao, knew he couldn’t act rashly. He said, “Can you take a look then?”
“I’m not a doctor, how could I…”
“Don’t you have an antidote?” Feng Qishi interrupted, deliberately trying to extract information from Zhao Xiang.
Zhao Xiang smiled. “Funny you should mention it, I actually do, but I don’t know if it’ll work.”
“You really have one?” Feng Qishi exclaimed, his heart growing worried as he thought of Amei’s condition.
Outside.
Mu Anxiao leaned against a pillar, clearly hearing the exchange between Feng Qishi and Zhao Xiang inside. Her eyes darkened, and she looked down at the wisp of poisonous mist in her palm, thinking, *No, what if he poisons Amei again?*
With that thought, she clenched the poisonous mist in her hand and hurried towards the door.
In the room.
Zhao Xiang took out a small brown bottle from his embrace. “Of course, it’s real,” he said, smiling. “I almost forgot if you hadn’t mentioned it.”
“You… are you going to give it to her?” Feng Qishi asked tentatively.
Zhao Xiang replied, “Of course.” As he spoke, he turned and faced Amei.
Feng Qishi frowned slightly. Just as he was about to step forward to stop Zhao Xiang, Mu Anxiao suddenly passed him and ran behind Zhao Xiang, deliberately calling out, “I’m back.”
Upon hearing her voice, Zhao Xiang’s hand holding the brown bottle trembled. He turned to look at Mu Anxiao and asked coldly, “Why are you back?”
“I want to see her,” Mu Anxiao said, glancing at the brown bottle in Zhao Xiang’s hand. “What is this?”
“An antidote,” Zhao Xiang stated righteously.
“An antidote?” Mu Anxiao repeated, staring at the brown bottle for a few seconds before chuckling.
Seeing this, Zhao Xiang’s expression turned puzzled. “What do you mean by that?”
“It means nothing,” Mu Anxiao said, deliberately raising her hand with the poisonous mist towards Zhao Xiang.
Conversely, Zhao Xiang remained unfazed, continuing, “You’re questioning me with that tone. What do you mean by ‘antidote’?” He gestured with his chin.
Mu Anxiao glanced at her hand and smiled. “I don’t believe your words.” As she spoke, she intentionally moved her hand towards Zhao Xiang.
Unexpectedly, just as Mu Anxiao’s hand was about to reach him, he dodged.
Mu Anxiao’s palm missed, and she let out an awkward laugh, tilting her head to stare at Zhao Xiang’s face. “I only moved to touch you, and you’re already rejecting me so much.”
“You’re a monster,” Zhao Xiang said, pointing at Mu Anxiao’s hand.
Mu Anxiao’s lips twisted, and she huffed. “Your defenses are quite strong,” she said, shaking her hand.
Seeing this, Zhao Xiang began to complain, “Mo Yun, look, she’s trying to harm me again.”
Hearing Zhao Xiang’s words, Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao’s retreating back and intentionally asked, “Didn’t you go to find a doctor? Why are you back?”
“…” Mu Anxiao knew she couldn’t reveal Zhao Xiang’s true nature yet, so she temporarily put aside that thought. She turned to Feng Qishi. “I did go to find a doctor, but I couldn’t find one.”
“Did you or did you not go?” Feng Qishi asked deliberately.
Mu Anxiao looked up at Feng Qishi’s serious and stern expression and decided not to play coy any longer. “No, I didn’t.”
“You…”
“She was knocked out by someone using an aphrodisiac. Even if I found a doctor, they would surely be powerless to help. Rather than waste that time,” Mu Anxiao said, turning to glare at Zhao Xiang, “I might as well give him a chance.”
“What do you mean?” Zhao Xiang narrowed his eyes.
Feng Qishi lowered his gaze to Mu Anxiao’s profile, remaining silent.
Mu Anxiao smiled. “You have the antidote, don’t you? Give it to her. Then,” she took a step forward, “if anything happens to her, it will be your responsibility.”
“…” Zhao Xiang’s eyes darkened, feeling as if he had fallen into a trap.
Mu Anxiao observed Zhao Xiang’s silent expression and pointed towards Amei. “I see you like her quite a bit. Give it to her. If she wakes up, Shen Mo Yun and I will thank you. If she doesn’t wake up, then I will have cleared my name.”
“…” Zhao Xiang remained silent.
Feng Qishi, seeing Zhao Xiang’s sudden silence, deliberately asked, “Zhao Xiang, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” Zhao Xiang replied casually, his gaze fixed on Mu Anxiao’s face.
Mu Anxiao calmly watched Zhao Xiang, using this opportunity to observe why he was corporeal.
The next second, Zhao Xiang grew uncomfortable under Mu Anxiao’s gaze. “Can you stop looking at me like that?” he said, averting his eyes.
Then, Mu Anxiao stepped forward and pointed at the brown bottle in Zhao Xiang’s hand. “This is the antidote, isn’t it?” she asked knowingly.
Zhao Xiang retracted his hand. “What do you want to do?”
“Nothing, I just want to see what this antidote looks like,” Mu Anxiao said, her eyes fixed on the brown bottle.
Zhao Xiang looked down at Mu Anxiao, his brow furrowing slightly.
Then, Feng Qishi stepped forward, cooperating with Mu Anxiao. “Zhao Xiang, since it’s an antidote, give it to her.”
Hearing Feng Qishi’s voice, Mu Anxiao’s lips curved slightly as she chimed in, “Exactly, give it to her. If she wakes up, everyone will be relieved.”
Feng Qishi and Mu Anxiao’s relentless urging flustered Zhao Xiang.
Consequently, Zhao Xiang glanced at Feng Qishi and Mu Anxiao, his eyes darting. The hand holding the brown bottle trembled, and the bottle clattered to the ground.
Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi both looked down at the bottle that had suddenly fallen.
Zhao Xiang feigned a gasp. “Oh no, once the antidote hits the ground, it loses its efficacy.”
“How can you be so careless?” Mu Anxiao said deliberately, squatting down and picking up the bottle with her hand containing the poisonous mist. She thought, *This has his demonic energy on it. This poisonous mist should…* Before she could finish her thought, her palm felt a heat. Then, before she could let go, the poisonous mist, along with the bottle, exploded in her hand. She winced in pain. “What’s going on?” she said, deliberately dropping the fragments onto the ground. The liquid from the vial seeped into her wound.
Zhao Xiang exclaimed, “Why did you crush it?” He then squatted down, looking at the shattered fragments on the ground.
Mu Anxiao gasped in pain and looked up at Zhao Xiang.
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