The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

He was obviously behaving guilty, but for nothing.

“I… Why didn’t you hold it nicely!? It is all right. I will ask them to make another,” Di Fuyi uttered before quickly attempting to leave.

“Hold on,” Gu Xijiu said while pulling his sleeves.

Di Fuyi froze. “You…”

Shocked, he turned around and saw Gu Xijiu standing next to him. She nestled up against him, and their faces were, again, in close proximity. He could already feel her breath of warm air against his cheeks.

Could she be throwing herself at him? Perhaps she also felt the same about him? After all, it was his name that she uttered, even in her sleep.

The sight of her being so close to him had left him breathless. He began palpitating with excitement as he asked, “What… What is the matter?”

She was standing so close to him right now, so close that all it took was a slight shift for his lips to meet hers. The rush of blood was blurring out his senses again, and he was about to give in to his lustful desires.

There was no time for him to assess the situation carefully. Instead, he gave her a forceful pull and held her tightly in a warm embrace. He secured his arms around her small waist before he dived for her lips.

Unfortunately, their lips never touched. All he could feel was one of her fingertips. She was pointing her finger at him, and he had not seen it coming. He somehow put his lips on her finger instead. Dumbfounded, he stopped moving.

Quickly, Gu Xijiu pulled her finger away from his lips. With a sniff, she could already tell that something was not right. “You are poisoned.” He was still clasping her in his arms when she told him, but as soon as she made the observation, she gave his body a few quick touches to fix some acupuncture points.

Soon, the boiling desire in his body ceased, and his senses returned. He took a hurried step back and said hoarsely, “Hey, you…”

“You are poisoned.” She pointed a finger at him to direct his attention. She looked at him fixedly before making a thorough explanation, “Your eyes are slightly tinged with blood. Though it is a normal sign of excitement, the white parts of your eyes are also tinted with a slight shade of blue, which should not be happening. Your irises look different as well, and so do your lips. They are glowing, faintly.” She continued to list a series of differences. “This is a sign that you have been poisoned with a love philter,” she finally concluded.

Di Fuyi was at a loss for words. He looked at her apologetically and asked with a voice full of guilt, “Aren’t you going to blame me?”

“Why should I blame you? You are poisoned, which is why you lost control of yourself. Don’t worry. I know how to fix it,” Gu Xijiu comforted.

Di Fuyi looked quite disappointed. As soon as his senses returned, he immediately realized that the poison in his body was already intercepted and cut-off from his bloodstream, thanks to Gu Xijiu. It did not take long for him to be convinced that he was, indeed, poisoned.

He would surely find the culprit later. But meanwhile, he was somewhat disappointed by the way Gu Xijiu remained so calm about his condition. She hardly expressed any sort of emotion. Perhaps, the only reason she got so close to him in the first place was to examine his condition.

The poison in his body was still taking effect, though less aggressively. However, he no longer felt the same passion for Gu Xijiu as before. “Would you do the same to another man?” He asked icily.

Gu Xijiu looked at him rather confusedly. “I would do the same. Should I stand aside and watch a man as he embarrasses himself? Moreover, we are partners. I am bound by duty to help you. Besides, after everything that you have done for me, it is the least that I could do.”

Di Fuyi took a moment to think about what she said. Then, as he studied her posture, he asked, “Are you going to treat my symptoms, looking like this?”