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.

the ladder

“Wen Changling.”

turned her head

“Hand it to

comply, hiding her hand behind her: “Are you going to let my

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

Changling, what

answered: “I’m a

“…”

deeply poisoned from

Shang had to coax and deceive

turtle. She first put one foot on the ladder, then reached out, obediently wrapping her arms

was going

about committing any faux pas, wrapping his hands

“Mhm!”

cooperative this time, hugging Xie Shang’s neck

time he had so tangibly felt the difference in physique between men and

could be broken so easily, even more fragile than the white porcelain vase his grandmother

exert force, carefully cradling Wen Changling as they slowly descended

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

soft spot for coquetry; otherwise, why would Gu Yihuan shamelessly tease and pester him if Xie Shang hadn’t

at her, and she was very different from her

others found difficult to penetrate.

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

She was poisoned.

the tips of her fingers, and he gently blew. He didn’t know if Wen Changling would feel ticklish,

of Wen Changling, her allure was unconscious and captivating like one that had just

He was somewhat distracted.

away, very pleased,

wanted Xie Shang to blow,

probably more than ten minutes of intermittent blowing, the ambulance finally arrived. Granny Zhu’s daughter was not there, and there

Shang could

the scene when she

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

Jiahui: “…”

What a brave sister.

gloating over the misfortune, it was just that the corner of her mouth refused to stay down,

even glance at

alright, a small matter. Jiahui smiled kindly at Xie Shang, offering a polite courtesy, “Mr. Xie, I’m really sorry for

Shang tried to pull his hand away, but Wen Changling clung to it even more

again revealed