Jiang Shuyue frowned.
No spices? That couldn't be right. She was sensitive to the scents of plants, and there was definitely something there.
And faintly, it was even...
Alarm bells rang in Huahua's head. Flailing all four limbs, Huahua tugged at her. "Come baaack! Hurry, come baaack!"
Jiang Shuyue: ??? Had the system gone mad, or had she?
Why was everyone so jumpy all of a sudden?
Huahua was frantic, and the more frantic Huahua became, the harder it was to speak clearly.
Jiang Chen asked in confusion, "Do you need to pee again? Shall your little uncle hold you while you pee?"
If Huahua hadn't been too busy to deal with him, Huahua would have peed right in his face!
Huahua shouted, [Come back! Your mother has opium paste on her!]
Jiang Shuyue froze for a moment, then moved at a speed she had rarely achieved in her life and ducked behind Murong Tianci.
That flower was exceedingly domineering. Though she wasn't afraid of it, she instinctively disliked it and couldn't get away from it fast enough.
She had assumed that, with transportation so inconvenient in this era, the stuff wouldn't be all that common.
That was why she had let her guard down. She had never expected to encounter it-and on her own mother, no less!
Jiang Mother looked a little stunned by their reactions.
"What's wrong? Is there some strange smell on me?"
She had no idea what opium paste was either, so her face was blank with bewilderment.
But Liu Chengze had spent many years in officialdom and had lived a long life, so naturally, he had heard of it.
Still, the stuff was extremely rare and came from the South Seas, making it very difficult to bring here.
How could his daughter have something like