During the operation at the Imperial Jue Temple, Lu Shenxing had imagined numerous outcomes of failure, and had considered the possibility of dying under a rain of arrows or blades, but never had he thought of this scenario—being captured by a woman.
Looking at Wufu's increasingly blurry face, his consciousness suddenly returned to the night of their first encounter. Even after being administered with a top-grade Aphrodisiac, she had fiercely confronted him without hesitation, striving for the slightest chance of escape.
She's a tough one indeed!
Before completely losing consciousness, this was the only thought in Lu Shenxing's mind.
"Princess Consort, are you alright?" Chi Liu approached, and upon seeing the person on the ground, his brows furrowed slightly.
"Strip off the sleeve on his left arm," Wufu commanded coldly.
Chi Liu, without a word, took the dagger and cut off the sleeve, revealing a small wound to everyone's sight.
"This..."
