Chapter 36

Jing Huan panted heavily, her pale blue eyes shimmering with moisture.

She walked slowly towards the woman at the wooden door, longing almost overflowing from her eyes.

As the distance shortened, the seductive fragrance, like an aphrodisiac, grew stronger, almost setting her entire body aflame.

Unable to breathe through her nose, she could only open her mouth wide, gasping greedily.

The person’s pale lips opened and closed, her cool voice mixed with the cold wind entering the ears.

Jing Huan couldn’t hear clearly what she was saying, only feeling that such a hoarse voice intensified the trembling deep in her soul.

In her heart, a frantic “want” warning sounded, wanting to touch her body, to be embraced by her.

She gritted her teeth, using the pain on her tongue tip to hold back the shameful plea bursting forth in her heart.

She struggled to support herself against the earthen wall, large beads of sweat on her forehead sliding down the contours of her face, “drip-dropping” onto the ground.

Jing Huan moved forward restlessly, her legs trembling, supporting herself for a moment, but finally unable to resist the scent close to her nose, she collapsed in front of the wooden door.

Her gaze level with hers, her eyes filled with uncontrollable possession and longing.

Liu Changning tilted her head, frowning, a flash of disgust passing through her crimson eyes.

She quickly reached out, her fair fingers gripping his neck, saying in a deep voice, “Speak! What was the purpose of drugging?”

The temperature of her fingertips transmitted from the side of his neck, dry and scorching hot.

Even as her fingers pinched deeper and deeper, quickly leaving five dark purple fingernail marks on Jing Huan’s fair neck, he paid no attention.

Licking his dry lips, in such sharp pain, his heart trembled even more.

The desire in his eyes burst forth, under the coarse linen clothes, the changes in his body forced him to involuntarily open his legs.

Amidst the friction of clothing was a wave of inexpressible emptiness, forcing his gaze towards her to become increasingly blatant.

Liu Changning’s face was cold, unconsciously increasing the force of her grip on his neck.

The young man before her looked at her with frenzied and dangerous eyes. She had seen such desire-filled eyes in her first life on her wicked disciple, obsessive and venomous.

The pressure from her body fell unreservedly on him, the depths of Liu Changning’s eyes growing darker.

Deliberately making it increasingly difficult, the body’s instinctive crisis forced Jing Huan to awaken from her previous malicious thoughts.

She collapsed, allowing the woman before her to tightly grip her neck, greedily gasping for air.

“My… my lady!”

Liu Changning, affected by the love poison, was actually weak inside despite appearing strong outwardly, with little strength.

She had only taken over the original body for just over a month, and even though she had used medicinal baths to improve her constitution and absorbed the essence of the sun and moon daily, she couldn’t change the innate physical instincts of being a woman in this world.

That’s why she nearly lost her rationality due to mere love poison.

Fortunately, the most intense effects of the drug had passed, and she could barely muster some strength to deal with the young man before her, who had heavy thoughts and drugged the mutton soup.

Liu Changning wouldn’t wrongly accuse people casually. The matters she usually determined were results obtained after careful consideration.

She disliked scheming, but she wasn’t afraid of being unable to find the culprit after being schemed against.

Today, that bowl of mutton soup was drugged. Apart from her convenient husband, the only one who could tamper with the soup was the white lotus young man in the house full of small thoughts.

Earlier in the inner room, Liu Changning had observed her convenient husband’s expressions. He was pure and naive, struggling and restraining himself. If he could fake such expressions even when aroused, it would only mean that she had misjudged again. Apart from her wicked disciple, she had hardly ever misjudged in this life…

Compared to her convenient husband’s expressions, the desire in the eyes of the young man before her was too obvious, the blatant lust, if not him, then who?

Even though she had made up her mind, Liu Changning still left him a final chance to defend himself.

She released her hand, and the man before her collapsed weakly to the ground.

In the moonlight, the white-robed woman’s half-bound, half-loose black hair was blown by the cool wind, revealing her entire face, cold as frost.

She was full of coldness, arms crossed, looking down at the young man collapsed on the ground.

The person’s all-encompassing coldness was like a bucket of cold water poured over Jing Huan’s head, dousing the impulses in her body completely.

She covered her throat, gasping heavily. After coming to her senses, the person’s intimidating coldness became even clearer, like icicles pinning her swollen heart to the cold ground, fully awakening her.

The panic of losing control mixed with desire made her unprecedentedly calm.

She knew Liu Cangyun too well. At this moment, she was truly angry. The cold gaze now was just like years ago on the Sea of Reincarnation when she left with flying robes, cold and indifferent.

That bowl of drugged mutton soup, she wouldn’t dare to cook it for her even with a thousand lives.

After countless calculations, she hadn’t expected that Pei Yuanshao, that despicable man, hadn’t fallen for it, implicating her instead…

Why would she, who usually dislikes mutton, suddenly…

Now that the deed was done.

But she could never admit to the crime of scheming against her!

Before her soul perished, she had sworn that in this life of reconciliation with her master, she could scheme against the whole world, but never again would she harm Liu Cangyun in secret.

Because the lesson from the previous life was too profound, Liu Cangyun in this life held a bit of kindness for everyone, except for those deeply scheming people who took advantage of her compassion, to whom she gave the cruelest coldness.

She understood her, so in this life, she would never make the same mistake as in the previous life.

Jing Huan suppressed her trembling body, pressing her tongue against her teeth, fiercely warning herself internally: she couldn’t.

When she looked up at her again, a trace of humiliation passed over her submissive face.

Her hands moved from her throat upwards, pulling out the hairpin from her head and viciously stabbing it into her right shoulder.

The lust and eagerness in her eyes disappeared without a trace with the intense pain.

The light green coarse linen clothes quickly stained with bright red blood, the scarlet liquid dripping from her fingertips onto the ground, quickly forming a shocking pool of blood.