He accepted the decree, thanked the sovereign for her grace, and took his leave.
Lu Changfeng boarded the carriage and followed the palace attendant to the Court of Judicial Review's Blackwater Mystic Prison.
To ensure his safety, Taiping also sent the Three Baleful Skeletons along, guarding against any unforeseen danger.
Throughout the journey, Lu Changfeng pondered what had been hidden in that wine-most likely some Destiny-Bearing Spirit Object that had yet to appear in the world, something whose presence even he had failed to detect. It might have stimulated desire without being poisonous, which would explain why the Shennong Glazed Glass Art had not reacted, and why that urge had suddenly arisen.
That woman truly had an endless supply of tricks.
Suddenly.
A flash of insight crossed Lu Changfeng's mind, and he remembered his senior fellow disciple Jiang Li's words: "If you let your guard down for a moment and fall into a trap, and some 'person of distinction' gets their hands on you through less than honorable means..."
Could he have known?
On second thought, Lu Changfeng decided that was unlikely. His senior fellow disciple was not that sort of person.
Being liked by a wealthy woman is a troublesome business.
Had this been the modern world, he would have avoided any woman over thirty-five like the plague. Forget an arrangement where each got what they wanted-even if she paid him, he would not have settled for it. But in the High Martial World, there were arts that preserved youthful beauty. Goddess-tier wealthy women on the level of Invite the Moon and Pity the Stars were still very easy on the eyes.
Once this busy spell is over, I'm heading to Lu Prefecture!
*First, I'll see whether there's a chance to farm rewards from Li Longji, then accompany Luo