Seeing Yelü Hongji's lecherous expression, Song Qingshu felt a surge of displeasure and nearly gave in to the urge to jump out and teach him a vicious lesson.
Fortunately, Su Quan did not keep him waiting long. The poison of the Leopard Umbrella Illusion Mushroom had gradually begun taking effect. Then, without drawing notice, she performed the Soul Enchanting Melody, and Yelü Hongji's clear eyes slowly turned vacant.
"You are very, very happy. Now that your happiness has passed, you are very, very tired. You should sleep..." Su Quan paced around Yelü Hongji, the fragrance of the illusion mushrooms on her sleeves continually brushing over his face. Yelü Hongji swayed, then finally collapsed to the floor and fell asleep.
After sealing his Sleep Acupoint, Su Quan happily said to Song Qingshu, "It's done, Qingshu. You can come out now."
When Song Qingshu emerged, he praised her as well. "Using drugs in conjunction with a mind-control technique—what an ingenious, masterful idea."
"I had no choice," Su Quan said with a smile. "If I could directly transfer someone's soul like you can, why would I need to go through all this trouble?"
Song Qingshu laughed and wrapped an arm around her slender waist. "Being able to accomplish this much on your own is already remarkable."
Su Quan removed the mask from her face, revealing her original bewitchingly beautiful features. She licked her lips and gave him a seductive glance. "Shall we continue?"
Song Qingshu's heart stirred. "Of course we should. I still haven't finished examining you." With that, he swept her into his arms and rolled onto the bed.
After a while, Su Quan's cheeks were flushed rosy. She gave a coy little snort. "Now you know I wasn't lying, don't you?"
Song Qingshu reluctantly lifted his head from between her breasts