He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 34 - 34 033 Fungal poisoning personally handcrafted

Chapter 34: 033: Fungal poisoning, personally handcrafted Chapter 34: 033: Fungal poisoning, personally handcrafted Thus, both bowls of mushroom soup ended up in Wen Changling’s stomach.

Thus…

Inside the room, Xie Shang suddenly heard the rustling of branches outside, a constant disturbance that didn’t seem like the wind. He used the Candle-extinguishing Bell to snuff out the fragrant wood candle and left the room.

Behind Granny Zhu’s house next door was an old sweet osmanthus tree with lush branches that reached over the wall and into Xie Shang’s yard. The branches that had been shaking belonged to this sweet osmanthus tree and the instigator was still lying on the tree.

The branches of the sweet osmanthus weren’t thick, but she wasn’t afraid of falling.

Xie Shang walked to the tree: “What are you doing up there?”

Wen Changling pressed her face against the tree bark and took several seconds to realize someone was talking to her. Holding onto the tree, she looked down: “The hedgehog is going to prick me.”

As she spoke, she puffed up her cheeks, continually blowing.

Her behavior was exceptionally odd.

“Have you been drinking?”

She shook her head, her consciousness not entirely clear but her speech faculties intact: “I’m leaking air.”

“…”

Her mental state didn’t seem right.

Xie Shang went back into the room, took out a blanket, and laid it directly beneath Wen Changling. He then turned on all the lights in the yard before heading next door.

The door next door wasn’t shut, and as soon as Xie Shang entered the yard, he saw the landlady, Granny Zhu, clutching a clay jar, retching while coaxing Wen Changling down from the tree.

Xie Shang approached and first inquired of the landlady: “What’s happened to you?”

“Ate mushrooms, got poisoned.”

No wonder Wen Changling was “leaking air”; she must have consumed hallucinogenic poison mushrooms.

“Did you call an ambulance?”

“Yes,” Granny Zhu retched even more violently.

Xie Shang first helped the old lady to rest on the side, then went under the tree to coax someone suffering deeper intoxication: “Wen Changling, come down.”

Wen Changling pouted and continued to blow air.

The ladder was right there.

steadied the ladder

“Wen Changling.”

head to

reached out: “Hand

behind her: “Are you going to let my

fear that, in her confusion, she might hide both hands and stop holding onto the tree, almost certainly causing her to fall. Meanwhile, she was talking

Changling, what

firmly answered: “I’m a

“…”

poisoned from drinking too much mushroom

Xie Shang had to coax and deceive her in a soft voice: “Come here, I’ll

one foot on the ladder, then reached out, obediently wrapping her arms around Xie Shang’s neck while

going to get

Shang couldn’t care about committing any faux pas, wrapping his hands around

“Mhm!”

cooperative this time, hugging Xie Shang’s neck and resting her chin

men and women. Ever since he understood gender boundaries, he had never been this physically

easily, even

cradling Wen Changling as they slowly descended the

his lips, and Wen Changling seemed anxious: “Xie Shang, I’m deflating, give

Xie Shang knew that he actually had a soft spot for coquetry; otherwise, why would Gu Yihuan shamelessly tease and pester him if Xie Shang hadn’t given her

she was very different from her usual

usually maintained her independence, no matter how gentle she was, with all her social interactions she kept a safety distance that others found difficult to penetrate. Not like now, her protective

he didn’t move, she urged him, “Come on,

She was poisoned.

of her fingers, and he gently blew.

there really were demons in this world, he could only think of Wen Changling, her allure was unconscious and captivating like one that had just come

He was somewhat distracted.

fingers away, very pleased, saying that she had

Xie Shang to blow, and so it repeated

arrived.

Shang could only accompany

the scene when she first entered

who was usually as unapproachable as an inscrutable egg, was holding onto Xie Shang’s

Jiahui: “…”

What a brave sister.

was just that the corner of her

even glance at

Shang, offering a polite courtesy, “Mr.

away, but Wen Changling clung to it even

revealed a motherly