Chapter 258: Antidote 1 (1/2)
Chapter 258: Antidote (1)
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
“The assassin sneaked into the mansion. Isn’t it obvious that he attempted to kill His Highness?” Ouyang Shaochen said blandly with a piercing glare.
The assassin had been killed and the crown prince poisoned. All these proved Ouyang’s assumption, except for the wounded man.
Duan Wuluo turned to the man and asked, “What about him?” Judging from his appearance, the man must be a servant.
“Prefect Duan, why don't you keep him in custody and interrogate him?” Ouyang said casually with a calm look.
Suddenly, he felt Murong Xue’s body getting hot in his arms. It turned out that the incense was kicking in so that her energy was being drained, her face flushed, and her eyes turned bleary.
Ouyang heaved a sigh and bent down to hold Murong up in his arms. When he turned around and walked off slowly, his farewell spread with the wind. “We’re gonna excuse ourselves. Please take care of the rest, Prefect Duan.”
With his jade-like hand pressed against Murong's back, Ouyang transferred his internal power to her, which compressed the havoc inside her body and brought her back to life. She took a glance at Gong Qianyu who had flush and bleary eyes, before she turned to Duan and warned, “Prefect Duan, don’t forget to take Gong Qianyu to the pool of cold water. It can antidote the incense.”
“You’re poisoned. Just stop talking,” Ouyang interrupted coldly since the only person she cared about was Gong after she came back to her senses.
Abruptly, Ouyang slowed down the transfer of internal power, and meanwhile, the incense began wreaking havoc inside Murong's body again. In no time, she got out of head, with her face flushed and her clear eyes turning bleary. She said with a glower at Ouyang, “Gong Qianyu helped me. I care about him only because I want to pay him back. Don’t be so mean.”
“Gong Qianyu is the crown prince of Nanjiang and Duan Wuluo is the prefect of Nanjiang. I’m sure Duan will take care of Gong. You don’t have to worry about it,” Ouyang replied angrily. Subconsciously, he slowed down the transfer when he strode forward, holding Murong in his arms.
The dim candlelight cast a ruddy glow over Murong’s pretty face. As the incense’s efficacy unknowingly increased, Murong leaned on Ouyang’s chest to cool herself and said powerlessly with narrowed eyes, “I need a cold bath!”
“I know!” Ouyang nodded and sped up abruptly.
When the breeze blew to Murong with heat, the havoc instantly wreaked inside her body so that she twisted in Ouyang’s arms. “Heir, are we in the pool now?”
“Almost there!” Looking at the suffering look on her face and knitted eyebrows, Ouyang tapped the ground with his tiptoe and flew over the entrance of the courtyard. Finally, he landed in front of the guestroom lightly.
He strode inside and put Murong down on the bed carefully. With a sullen look, Ouyang pressed himself slowly onto Murong and his thin lips against her sexy ones. The hot kiss was so fierce that she could hardly breathe, looking lustfully bleary in her eyes.
After he untied her belt with his jade-like fingers, the light blue dress fell onto the ground. When he kissed gently on her fair neck, pink blossoms appeared on it.
“Heir!” Murong whispered, flushing with her eyes narrowed and her eyelashes fluttering.