Chapter 3: A Room Full of Allure!

It's over!

She forcibly endured the heat in her heart, but unintentionally made a slight noise.

Someone shouted, 'An assassin!'

"Oh no, I've been discovered!" Ye Qingran's heart jumped in shock.

Clearly I had used pills to hide my aura, and I've always been confident in my concealment technique, yet I ended up failing here at the Guoshi Fu.

No time to think, Ye Qingran pushed off with her feet and leapt toward outside the bamboo grove.

The Dark Guard pursued from behind, while Fu San led a group to block ahead; Ye Qingran gritted her teeth, surveyed the surroundings, and decisively darted into a hall in front.

Before she could see what was underfoot, her body went limp and she fell with a 'plop' into the water!

Which bastard built a huge bath in here!

Cursing silently, Ye Qingran saw through the mist a figure sink into the water, revealing everything above the collarbone.

Ye Qingran stared, thinking that the National Master of Donglin Country was indeed as rumored, extraordinarily handsome.

She licked her lips, feeling ever more that the National Master was a feast for the eyes.

A shiver.

She didn't even realize when she had been poisoned with love poison!

Dark Guards had surrounded the hall on all sides; in her current state, breaking out was impossible.

Then…

"National Master, sorry!"

Ye Qingran had long noticed the National Master's odd state, lunged forward, and placed her slender jade-like hand on his smooth, sheep-fat-jade-like neck.

"Quickly have your men retreat, or I'll kill you."

Fu Hanxiu slowly opened his eyes, and a chilling killing intent burst forth.

He turned slowly, gazing at Ye Qingran as if looking at a corpse.

Eyes closed, he's a god; eyes open, he's a demon.

Ye Qingran's heart jumped.

In my impression, shouldn't a National Master be like a banished immortal?

This National Master is not only not like a banished immortal, but rather like a demon god.

Ye Qingran wasn't afraid either, gathering strength in her hand: 'Don't think I don't know—your blood is flowing backward, your condition is terrible, worse than an ordinary person's; with just a light push…'

Outside the door, Fu San's eyes were red with anxiety.

Right now is when Your Majesty is at his weakest.

What if that villain attacks head-on…

He dared not think about it.

"If you dare harm a single hair of Your Majesty, I will surely tear you to pieces!" Fu San spat out vicious words, his tone icy as frost.

Ye Qingran scoffed disdainfully: 'Go ahead, if you've got the guts, try it—see whether I break Your Majesty's neck first, or you tear me to pieces.'

"You…" Fu San was furious.

Ye Qingran's tone shifted: 'I mean no harm; as long as you don't move against me, I won't hurt a hair of Your Majesty.'

A surge of heat rose from below; Ye Qingran couldn't hold back a muffled groan, feeling she was about to explode from heat, and hurried to fetch medicine from her space.

But she never expected—she couldn't take it out!

Fu Hanxiu seemed to notice her action, a flicker of contempt crossing his eyes.

"Useless." Fu Hanxiu gave her a cold glance: "You've been poisoned by Tai Xu Bamboo Flower Pollen; if you don't detox, you'll soon bleed from the seven orifices and die."

"Aren't you afraid I'll drag you down with me before I die?"

Fu Hanxiu gave a light, scornful smile, the red tear mole at the corner of his eye eerily beautiful: 'You're not my opponent.'

This damn man, isn't he overconfident?

Do you think she's a vegetarian?

"Hmph~" Ye Qingran let out a cold laugh: "Then let's see!"

Speaking, as Fu Hanxiu's complexion shifted, she pulled out a packet of oil-paper-sealed powder from her bosom and flung it onto his face.

Fu Hanxiu couldn't dodge; in the blink of an eye, he lost all strength.

Although the pool water was icy to the bone, Ye Qingran still felt it wasn't enough.

She had heard of the toxin of Tai Xu Bamboo Flower Pollen—its poison is extremely potent; if not relieved in time, contact will soon cause seven-orifice bleeding and death.

She gritted her teeth and struggled desperately.

But that desire surged like a towering wave, repeatedly eroding her reason.

She was about to go mad!

"Damn it!" Stuffed from eating, what kind of perverse Tai Xu Bamboo do they grow in this mansion!

Ye Qingran nearly bit through her silver teeth, occasionally glancing at the man beside her.

So beautiful it makes one's hair stand on end!

Especially now that he lacks the strength to truss a chicken, it makes people harbor evil thoughts all the more.

Mad!

In her heart, she added another charge to the crimes of Lin Xueyan and Ye Huanhuan.

If it weren't for them digging out her spiritual root back then, would she today have to endure such a human tragedy just to rebuild her spiritual root?

She hadn't even gotten the Five-colored Emperor Flower, and her life was almost forfeit!

Her consciousness began to scatter.

"No!"

She still cannot die.

She turned her head, and it fell on Fu Hanxiu.

In that case, don't blame her.

"What are you doing?" Fu Hanxiu was startled.

"What are you doing? You tell me!" Naturally, it's to use him to detox!

"You're looking for death?" Fu Hanxiu's whole body exuded cold air.

"Either way, it's death!" After detoxing, she might still be able to escape to heaven.

Ye Qingran had already lunged forward, her red lips covering Fu Hanxiu's.

Fu Hanxiu was now utterly powerless, like fish on a chopping board, at anyone's mercy.

He could have called for people to come in and drag Ye Qingran away, but at the instant their lips touched, a strange current surged through his whole body.

Sinking and floating.

The room was filled with an amorous atmosphere.