Tan Cai'er remained silent. In the face of Beitang Xing's questioning, she seemed guilty and ashamed.
Beitang Xing grew bolder still, glaring furiously.
"Tan Cai'er, if you detoxify me, I will let bygones be bygones over what happened today. The affection between us will remain. Once you return with me to Imperial Capital City, I will still ask Imperial Father to issue an edict granting us marriage. In the future, you will enjoy inexhaustible glory and wealth."
In truth, Beitang Xing's pitch held little appeal. Tan Cai'er had been born into nobility, a golden branch and jade leaf. What glory and wealth had she not already enjoyed? Trying to entice her with fame and profit was truly a lowly tactic.
Still, he had no time for elaborate schemes. He merely intended to trick this woman into detoxifying him first. Once he recovered, he would take her Crimson Pill without another word and devour the Pure Yin Qi of her Phoenix Physique. She would not have the position of principal consort in the future, but there would be a place for her among his playthings.
Beitang Xing was not a magnanimous man. He would not repay resentment with virtue, nor would he be so blinded by Tan Cai'er's peerless beauty that he forgave everything without care or thought.
On the contrary, he was very clear-headed. Since matters had reached this point, there could be no reconciliation between them. Either the west wind would overwhelm the east wind, or the east wind would overwhelm the west wind.
Yet when evil reached its extreme, it bred hatred. The few scraps of sincerity he had once held for Tan Cai'er had, after all this torment, become the source of his hatred.
Tan Cai'er still said nothing, but soon her pale hand swept out a