"What method?" A sense of foreboding suddenly rose in A Zhu's heart. Even she herself could not be sure she could keep the secret—how could he be so certain?
"Of course, a three-pronged approach!" Song Qingshu's mind raced as he continuously refined the details.
"A three-pronged approach?" A Zhu blinked in confusion.
"First, take this medicine." Song Qingshu pulled a red pill from his robes and held it out before her.
A Zhu did not hesitate in the slightest. She grabbed it and stuffed it straight into her mouth, leaving Song Qingshu stunned instead. "You didn't even ask what kind of medicine it was before swallowing it?"
"Since I stumbled upon such a heaven-shaking secret, there was never going to be a peaceful ending for me. Since you didn't intend to kill me immediately, this medicine was obviously meant to control me. There are plenty of similar poisons in the martial world. At any rate, it won't kill me on the spot, so what was there to ask?" A Zhu replied calmly.
Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise. "Sister A Zhu truly is clever as ice and snow. You saw through it so quickly."
"Don't call me sister. I wouldn't dare have a ruthless younger brother like you." A Zhu's face was stern, and she gave him no pleasant expression at all.
Song Qingshu took no offense and instead teased, "Aren't you afraid I gave you an aphrodisiac?"
"What?" This time A Zhu froze. Realizing it truly was possible, she immediately grew nervous and hurriedly examined herself. Only after finding nothing unusual did she notice the amused look in his eyes and realize he had fooled her. She shot him a furious glare.
Song Qingshu burst into laughter, clearly finding great satisfaction in teasing her a little. "This medicine