After sharing that cup of wine with Liu Fuyan and exchanging a few casual words,
Gu Chenfeng was just about to rise and take his leave.
"Hm...?"
Suddenly, his head swam.
Along with an indescribable heat throughout his body, an urge that was difficult to suppress
had spread from his lower abdomen without his noticing when it began.
He suddenly realized something and whipped his gaze toward the wine pot with a dragon holding a pearl in its mouth.
That "pearl" had been turned slightly, concealing a mechanism.
"Steward Liu, this wine..."
Liu Fuyan was likewise dizzy and entranced, her face flushed crimson, yet her eyes remained fixed on Gu Chenfeng.
"Should I call you Mister Ge, or... Gu Chenfeng?"
Gu Chenfeng's heart jolted. This woman really had grown suspicious.
He shook his head hard, struggling to clear his mind.
"I am Ge Hong, of course!"
The corners of Liu Fuyan's lips curved into an alluring smile.
"I don't care whether you're Ge Hong or Gu Chenfeng. You won't fool me tonight.
"The poison you made me suffer in the carriage last time-now you can have a taste of it yourself."
"Ah...?"
Although he had already guessed that something had been put into the wine pot,
Gu Chenfeng still found it unbelievable to hear Liu Fuyan admit it herself.
With her spiritual perception and divine sense, ordinary poisons could never escape his detection.
But what Liu Fuyan had given him was precisely this kind of drug that did no harm to the body.
And she had done it while Gu Chenfeng was distracted by his concern over his identity being exposed.
Drugs of this sort stimulated the body's blood qi, making the blood surge and desire soar.
For a body cultivator like Gu Chenfeng, whose blood qi far exceeded that