Poison Genius Consort

think into it too deeply, because any speculation was useless while he was stuck on this island.
He took out a bottle and toyed with it in his hands, the very same container that held the blood sample from atop the ice.
There was nothing else to alleviate his boredom in a place like this.
The blood was most certainly poisoned, but the toxins themselves were extremely complex and abnormal.
All of them were non-fatal, slow-acting poisons that, when combined, could create something deadly.
Judging from the sample, Baili Mingxiang had been afflicted with a score of different slow-acting toxins.
It didn’t take long for Jun Yixie to realize she was being used to cultivate poison blood.
The technique was similar to his own methods for creating Poison Humans, but not altogether identical.
The only other possibility he could think of was that they were raising her as a Poison Gu, but one strange detail had made him abandon that theory.

That was because after further study, he had concluded that the blood in this sample was less like a human’s and more like a fish! That day, he’d clearly seen both Baili Mingxiang and General Baili spill blood from their hands.
Had he collected the wrong sample and gotten fish blood instead? But he hadn’t seen any other signs of blood on the ice that day.
Moreover, how could any of the fish in the pond be afflicted with such a serious mix of poisons? He had tested the lake water that day, too.
Compared to the thought of being rescued, Jun Yixie was far more interested in this mysterious blood.
He was a poison fanatic to begin with, so such a conundrum kept up him all night.
There was also the fact that it could be related some secret of Long Feiye’s.
In the middle of his musings, he suddenly turned over and crashed heavily to the ground.

The poison in his shoulder was acting up again!

He remained lying in the sand, clutching his shoulder with one hand as blue veins popped out of the skin.
The sight was both shocking and horrific.
His shoulder was acting up more and more frequently these days, and each time felt worse than the last.
The pain of rheumatism was one of the most tormenting things in xistence, but his pain exceeded that by a hundred times.
After suffering through an entire hour of agony, Jun Yixie finally recovered his ability to move.
He sat up with his hand still clutched against his shoulder.

“Han Yunxi!” he gnashed his teeth and gritted out and exclamation filled with hate! After living for twenty some years, this was the first time he’d remembered a woman’s name so well.
It seemed to be carved into his very heart as something he’d never forget for the rest of his life.

“Han Yunxi, you better hope you never fall into this lord’s hands one day!”

Far away in Tianning’s capital city, Han Yunxi suddenly felt a chill and woke up in the dead of night.
There was a little more than a month left before Baili Mingxiang’s Beauty’s Blood would be completed.
She’d spent most of her days at home, trying to think up an antidote! One fortunate thing was that she had already settled on a formula with a few successful trial runs.
Of course, she had used her own imitation of Baili Mingxiang’s blood to conduct her experiments.
In order to verify the results, she’d have to use Baili Mingxiang’s actual blood.
Unable to fall asleep again, Han Yunxi simply got out of bed.
She glanced out the window and saw that the lamp was still lit at Long Feiye’s quarters.

“He woke up? Or did he never go to bed in the first place?” Han Yunxi got dressed and prepared to go downstairs when Su Xiaoyu met her at the steps.

“Mistress, why are you awake?” Standing on the stairs, Su Xiaoyu looked up sleepily.

“How come you’re not sleeping, either?” Han Yunxi asked in concern.
When Su Xiaoyu’s head drooped, Han Yunxi got a little angry.
“Didn’t I tell you before? There’s no need to keep watch over me like this.
The weather’s still cold, so why take such pains?”

Leisurely Cloud Pavilion never had the custom of servants standing on the night watch, but Su Xiaoyu had insisted on guarding the steps after joining the estate.
Han Yunxi had assumed that the little girl had broken her bad habits after coming home from the disaster regions, but she ran into her again tonight.
When she descended the steps, Su Xiaoyu immediately moved out of the way, hanging her head like a contrite child.
Han Yunxi glanced at her, but didn’t soften this time.

Although she doted on the girl, there was no excuse for the child to keep testing her patience.
How could she keep around a servant girl here who refused to listen to her orders? Or even use them in the first place?

As soon as she reached the first floor, she called out coldly, “Zhao mama!”

Zhao mama was sleeping right next door to the study, and hastily woke from her dreams to enter the room.
As soon as she saw Su Xiaoyu, she knew what had happened.

“Discipline her well.
If this happens again, cast her out!” Han Yunxi said mercilessly.
Su Xiaoyu immediately fell to her knees without saying a peep, her small, skinny frame trembling slightly.

“This servant understands!” Zhao mama replied calmly. That’s exactly how esteemed wangfei should discipline Su Xiaoyu.
Otherwise, who knows what she’ll get up to in the future?

When Han Yunxi stepped outside, she found that it was already getting light.
Zhao mama hurried after her to drape a cloak across her shoulders.
“Esteemed wangfei, why did you suddenly wake up?” Zhao mama asked in a low voice.

“When did His Highness come home last night?” Han Yunxi asked back.

Though Zhao mama knew the answer, she feigned ignorance.
“This servant isn’t sure.
Did His Highness come back last night?”

Han Yunxi was too lazy to acknowledge her reply.
She didn’t leave her courtyard, but sat down on the swing.
Northern Li still hadn’t gone to battle yet, while Chu Qingge’s wedding day was still approaching.
She wanted to take advantage of these calmer days to thoroughly demystify the Beauty’s Blood.
Because of that, she’d put the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion on the side.

Seeing that her mistress remained mute, Zhao mama accompanied her in silence.
Inside the rooms, Su Xiaoyu lifted her head and looked at Han Yunxi from a distance, her eyes filled with a sinister light unfitting for her age. Chu Qingge’s wedding day is coming soon.
Master’s going to return as well, so I’ll have to think up some scheme to get him results!