By the fourth watch of the night, Yun Li on the bed finally came to a stop. She took a deep breath and exhaled a turbid sigh. The man beneath her had already fallen into a deep slumber the night before.
At the time, she had been busy detoxifying herself, and in her dazed state, she had taken his pulse—mainly because she was afraid she might have accidentally killed him… That would have been a sin, after all, since it was her fault.
Unexpectedly, the man was actually afflicted with Netherworld Poison! This poison would flare up every full moon, causing him to lose all his inner strength. His internal organs would grow cold from the inside out, and he had to rely on sheer willpower to endure it. If he were to freeze into unconsciousness during an episode, the mildest outcome would be becoming a vegetable, never to wake again, while the worst would be his organs rupturing and his body exploding on the spot…
Netherworld Poison could be considered one of the five most difficult-to-cure poisons in history! The difficulty of concocting this poison was no less than that of brewing its antidote. It required the blood of thousands of venomous insects to refine, while the antidote demanded thousands of priceless medicinal herbs. One of these rare ingredients grew only in the crater of a ten-thousand-year-old volcano and was known as the Netherworld Flower, which had to be over a century old…
Who had this man offended to warrant such a vicious attack?
Considering that the man had served as her antidote and essentially saved her life, she carefully examined him again and discovered that he had been afflicted with Netherworld Poison for at least ten years…
The prolonged and severe toxin flare-ups had severely depleted his body. Although she could sense that many precious medicinal herbs were being used to nourish and replenish him, it was futile. The poison had been festering for too long, and his body could no longer bear the burden. Without an antidote, he likely had less than a year to live.
At this moment, she couldn’t help but admire the man’s formidable willpower and endurance. An ordinary person would have died long ago—if not from the poison itself, then from the torment. Yet he had endured it for ten years…
Well, since he had crossed paths with her, it was his luck! Although she couldn’t cure the poison, she could temporarily suppress it for him, extending his lifespan by about three years.
Yun Li extended her palm, and a box of golden needles suddenly appeared. After drinking a few sips of Spiritual Spring Water to regain some strength, she quickly entered her focused state.
Twelve golden needles were inserted one by one into the man’s body and legs. This was the unique skill of her Spirit Healer Clan—the Twelve Divine Needles could pull a dying person back from the brink of death. However, each application drained the practitioner’s spiritual energy immensely.
Frequent use could even deplete her own vitality and blood. Gritting her teeth, Yun Li persevered, a thin layer of sweat forming on her forehead.
Black blood seeped from the man’s body, flowing out through the needle holes and staining the bedsheets dark. The smell of blood hung heavily in the air.
After an hour, Yun Li withdrew the golden needles and hastily took a few sips of Spiritual Spring Water from her space.
She felt utterly drained—exhausted from a night of labor and mental strain, leaving her hungry, sleepy, and utterly fatigued…
She fed the man a Poison-Dispelling Pill and some Spiritual Spring Water, then retrieved a sticky note and pen from her space. With swift, flowing strokes, she wrote a line on it, stuck it to the man’s face, and left a small bottle of medicine by his pillow.
Thoughtfully, she covered his fully naked body with a blanket.
“My apologies… my apologies… Sorry about this, big brother… Farewell for now!”
With the Flower Passion Poison now neutralized, her body felt light and comfortable. Having done this once before, she was already familiar with the routine. She directly scaled the wall of Huaxianlou and headed in the direction of the Prime Minister’s Residence.
Taking advantage of the darkness before dawn, she ran straight to the back hill of the Prime Minister's Residence, where she had climbed over the wall earlier, and scaled it once again.
Dark night and high winds—perfect for getting things done!
The old beggar in her space still needed dealing with, tsk tsk~ She was someone who believed in settling scores on the very same day!
What would her dear older sister’s reaction be when she woke up tomorrow morning to find herself sharing a bed with an old beggar? Hmph, this was just an appetizer—just wait and see…
No time to waste. Following the original owner’s memories, Yun Li made her way to her legitimate older sister Yun Ran’s courtyard.
Crouching in a corner, she observed the number of patrolling servants. As they drew near, she scattered a handful of knockout powder.
Instantly, the four collapsed limply to the ground. Yun Li dragged them to the corner of the wall, arranging them as if they were asleep, then entered the courtyard directly.
The two maids on night duty by the door were already dozing against it. To be safe, she sprinkled knockout powder on them as well.
Quietly pushing the door open, she found Yun Ran sleeping soundly in bed. To avoid leaving traces, she didn’t use knockout powder this time. Instead, she held a sedative incense stick under Yun Ran’s nose.
Then, she slipped a pill into Yun Ran’s mouth—a Passion-Inducing Pill she had made herself! This pill was akin to an aphrodisiac, but it wouldn’t take effect immediately. It would only activate twenty-four hours later, and any man who came into intimate contact with her, such as through kissing, would also be affected through oral transmission.
Hehe… That would be quite a sight to behold. She couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of anticipation.
Quickly, she untied Yun Ran’s inner garments, revealing a glimpse of spring… Then, she pinched her chest and neck fiercely several times, leaving behind red marks.
She pulled the old beggar out of her space and tossed him onto Yun Ran’s bed, thoughtfully covering both of them with the quilt.
The scene was now perfectly staged!
Before leaving, she glanced around the room.
Wait~ Since she was here, she couldn’t possibly leave empty-handed, right?
Hehe~ The legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister’s Residence must have plenty of treasures in her boudoir. Even the jewelry box was locked with a golden lock, tsk tsk~ It must contain items of immense value.
With a wave of her hand, she stored the jewelry box directly into her space, planning to open it and examine its contents leisurely later.
Next, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, the antique ornaments on the table, the fine silks and satins in the wardrobe, the small treasury in the drawers…
She picked up a stack of silver notes and flipped through them.
“Tsk tsk~ The legitimate daughter of a wealthy family truly is rich! Just casually carrying four or five hundred thousand taels of silver…”
In no time, she had cleared out Yun Ran’s room, leaving nothing behind. The addictive feeling of collecting things was truly wonderful. Someday, she’d empty the entire treasury of the Prime Minister’s Residence.
With that thought, she left contentedly. Now, she could finally sleep soundly.
Returning to her Wutong Courtyard, she entered her bedroom, closed the door, and stepped directly into her space.
To sleep comfortably, she needed to take a bath first—her body felt sticky and uncomfortable.
Before bathing, she went to the supermarket in her space, grabbing a loaf of bread from the shelf to fill her stomach.
She discovered that items taken from the shelves automatically restocked! Ahhh… This meant the supplies in her space were inexhaustible and limitless… How wonderful!
She also took a cup of instant noodles and randomly picked a few snacks before heading to the two-story cottage opposite.
After eating happily, she took a bath. Though she longed to sleep on the two-meter Simmons mattress in her space, she knew tomorrow would likely be another chaotic day, so she exited the space.
Full and satisfied, she hugged her pillow and quickly drifted into dreamland.
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Meanwhile, the man at Huaxianlou had already woken up. Gazing at the unfamiliar ceiling, he instantly recalled the events of the previous night.
Looking at the blanket covering him and feeling his own nakedness, veins bulged on his forehead, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Sensing something on his face, he grabbed it off. After reading its contents, his expression grew even darker, and he gritted his teeth, spitting out a few words:
"Woman, you're dead!"
He got up from the bed, noticing a change in his body. The newfound lightness felt unfamiliar at first. Moving his limbs, he found them strong and powerful, and his breathing had become noticeably smoother.
In the past, after the toxins in his body flared up, he would be left weak and needed several days of rest to slowly recover.
But now, he could clearly feel the smooth flow of his internal energy, and the tightness in his chest was gone.
Suddenly, he caught sight of a small bottle placed near the pillow. Picking it up, he opened it and examined the pills inside.
Was this left by the woman who had taken advantage of him? Was this what she called compensation?