Ji Yun was completely fired up from the teasing, his body already primed and ready.
In his mind, every detail of his time with Yuan Shu that day was magnified.
The bewitching scent of pear blossoms drifted into his nose, completely shattering his usual composure.
He even threw his previous thoughts of torturing and getting revenge on Yuan Shu completely out the window.
He quickly carried her into the Ziyang Palace, and the heavy doors slammed shut behind them.
Reluctant to put her down, he sat on the edge of the bed with her in his arms, reaching out to carefully brush the hair from her forehead.
A small, peerlessly beautiful face was revealed.
Yuan Shu was stunning. He knew this the very first time he followed her into the woods that day.
It was just that back then, he was only focused on getting revenge against Ji Qingyan and treating her as a mere pawn to mess with.
Until that day in the woods, when she pinned him against a tree.
He didn't want it, he wanted to restrain himself.
But Yuan Shu had too many tricks up her sleeve, and he had been drugged with an aphrodisiac; it simply wasn't something he could control even if he wanted to.
That was his first time being intimate with a woman.
In her hands, he was on the verge of tears and laughter, feeling both humiliated and embarrassed, yet uncontrollably sinking deep and yielding to her.
Even after it was over, he had stared at her with teary eyes, unable to recover his senses for a long time.
The second time he made a move, he had intended to take revenge. He had already abducted her to Ziyang Palace; he wanted to torture her, to make her taste fear.
But he was caught off guard when she forcefully kissed him.
Though it was forced, he actually could have pushed her away.
But in that split second, he hesitated.
He remembered the warmth of her small hands in the woods that night, and an inexplicable thought popped into his head.
Was Yuan Shu's body as warm as her hands?
In just that brief moment, he was entangled by her, his breathing turning heavy, his body temperature rising.
And then, she pushed him down...
Forceful and domineering!
It was the first time he realized that such a thing could feel like that!
He felt like he had been hexed. Otherwise, why would his mind be filled with her silhouette every time he closed his eyes?
Otherwise, why would he use a bug to merely immobilize her instead of a lethal poison when they met again?
What exactly did he want to do?
Looking at Yuan Shu's delicate, pretty face, the desire buried deep in Ji Yun's heart was infinitely magnified at this moment.
Lowering his head, he couldn't resist kissing those full, rosy lips.
The remembered scent of pear blossoms drifted between their lips and teeth, easily igniting his already throbbing heart into a blazing fire.
He supported the back of her neck, taking the initiative to deepen this kiss that was just as sweet as he remembered.
But soon, Ji Yun realized something was wrong.
Why wasn't Yuan Shu reacting?
The hands that had hooked around his neck on the back of the spirit crane were now resting obediently on her knees.
There was no movement from her lips and teeth either; it was like his own one-man show.
?
Ji Yun froze for a moment. He released her lips and looked down.
Yuan Shu's breathing was even, her eyes tightly shut. Since when did she fall asleep?
"Yuan Shu?" he called out, raising his voice.
No response. Yuan Shu remained dead to the world.
Ji Yun frowned. He reached out to check her pulse; it was smooth and strong. The toxins had very little effect on her. She was fine.
So she... really just fell asleep?
Ji Yun's expression was one of utter bewilderment. He looked down at himself, his Adam's apple bobbing uncontrollably.
No way, she seriously just fell asleep like this?
...
Yuan Shu was woken up by a scalding heat in her palm.
Opening her eyes groggily, she saw Ji Yun wearing a light, sheer gauze robe, half-kneeling beside the bed.
His face was flushed with an unnatural redness, his eyes were glazed over, and his red lips were parted.
And his hand was covering the back of hers.
Yuan Shu pulled her hand back.
Finding his palm empty, Ji Yun paused. His hazy gaze turned toward her, the corners of his eyes looking red and teary.
His handsome, deeply contoured face now looked incredibly pitiful, as if he were about to cry.
Yuan Shu glanced down and immediately noticed the unusual purplish hue on him. Her brows furrowed.
"What kind of medicine did you take?"
Ji Yun's mind was a chaotic mess. His lips were slightly purple, and he didn't seem lucid enough to answer her.
He only reached out toward the hand she had pulled back, seemingly wanting to pull her closer again.
Yuan Shu frowned. She scanned the area, reached for a medicine box on the bedside table, and brought it close to her nose to sniff.
An incredibly overpowering scent immediately rushed into her nose. Yuan Shu felt dazed for a second before snapping back, her expression changing slightly.
"Withered Bone Desire-Locking Grass? Is this something you can just mess around with?"
Withered Bone Desire-Locking Grass was the absolute pinnacle of aphrodisiac herbs!
Just a tiny bit could leave a person in a state of chaotic lust, and completely neutralizing its effects was extremely troublesome.
First, it took a long time—at least three days and three nights of dual cultivation.
Second, ordinary dual cultivation methods couldn't cure this drug; it required the orthodox dual cultivation techniques of the Hehuan Sect.
If the antidote wasn't fully administered, a mild case would result in severe bodily harm and the permanent inability to engage in dual cultivation, while a severe case would cause the person to explode and die on the spot!
Even back when Yuan Shu managed the Hehuan Sect, this stuff was strictly controlled!
Yuan Shu didn't know where Ji Yun had gotten this thing, but looking at his... unusual deep purple hue, she knew he had consumed quite a lot.
On one hand, he was delirious and lost; on the other, he was completely controlled by the aphrodisiac, desperate for release.
Yuan Shu rubbed her forehead. She never expected that after merely suffering some drowsiness as an aftereffect of absorbing the Mermaid's Tear...
She would wake up to see Ji Yun nearly playing himself to death!
Almost instantly, Yuan Shu entertained the thought of running away.
She wasn't a saint, and she didn't want to save an idiot!
But just as she stood up, the hem of her skirt was tugged.
She turned her head and met Ji Yun's handsome face, looking at her so pitifully.
Those thin lips that should have been bickering with her, normally a healthy shade of red, were now terrifyingly purple—just like that other color on him!
Well, he was the man who had once given his primal yang to her, making him half a Dao companion to her.
If she really ignored him, the person lying here tonight would probably be a corpse!
Yuan Shu's eyelid twitched. She muttered a low curse.
"Fuck!"
She reached out, shoved him onto the bed, and flipped over to pin him down.
As their lips met, Yuan Shu heard Ji Yun let out an uncontrollable soft moan.
While she teased him, Yuan Shu had already stripped off his clothes.
Ji Yun's body couldn't afford any more delays!
...
Ji Yun's consciousness slowly returned, his mind still a bit blank.
He remembered that he had been kissing Yuan Shu, and the kissing had made him feel uncomfortably aroused.
Suddenly, he remembered a medicinal plant he had gotten from a junior disciple of the peak a few days ago.
At the time, the young disciple said it was used for that kind of thing, acquired from the Hehuan Sect—absolutely unique, the only one of its kind.
Feeling unbearable, he had pinched off a tiny bit and tasted it.
Thinking it would make him feel better.
But he didn't expect it to make him feel even worse. Enduring his throbbing temples, he pinched off a bit more and ate it.
And then, he lost consciousness.
Ji Yun snapped back to the present. Right in front of him was Yuan Shu's busy, focused face.
Realizing what was happening, Ji Yun's eyes widened slightly, his scalding body tensing even further.
Before he even had time to speak, Yuan Shu suddenly pulled away and flopped onto the other side of the bed.
"If you don't want to die, do it yourself. Hurry up!"
She was tired. She couldn't ride him anymore.
