Found it! Mei Kaiye’s eyes brightened. She quickly pulled open the drawer, found a small red bottle, removed the stopper, and poured the powder onto her arm’s wound. But why did the wound seem to feel hotter after applying it?
Gradually, she felt somewhat stuffy. Did she take the wrong medicine? Looking carefully at the bottle’s label, she murmured, “No, this is wound medicine.”
“Hehe~” Suddenly, a light laugh rang out, “You took the wrong one.”
“What is this?” Mei Kaiye asked instinctively.
“Aphrodisiac.”
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“Ah, how are you here?” Mei Kaiye suddenly realized someone was in the room and cried out.
“Can’t this king be here?” The person jumped down from the window, landing silently, then slowly walked towards Mei Kaiye.
Mei Kaiye stammered, “The, the medicine…”
“Didn’t I tell you?” Fei Zuo smiled ambiguously, raising an eyebrow at her, “Aphrodisiac.”
Mei Kaiye pointed at the label on the bottle, “Look, it’s wound medicine!”
“Yes, that’s right,” Fei Zuo said leisurely, “But I switched the medicine inside.”
Mei Kaiye looked at him angrily, her voice trembling, “You, you…”
Fei Zuo raised an eyebrow and beckoned to her, “Come here.”
Mei Kaiye hesitated.
Fei Zuo softly said, “Come here.”
Mei Kaiye was still lingering there, pondering whether she would be swallowed by that cunning scoundrel.
“Come here,” Fei Zuo’s tone was impatient, taking a few steps forward, grabbing her arm and dragging her over.
Mei Kaiye let out a startled cry, “Ouch—Mmm…” Fei Zuo covered her mouth, “Shh, be quiet.” Don’t attract attention.
Mei Kaiye nodded.
Fei Zuo then released her, lifted her arm, and carefully applied the real medicinal ointment.
Mei Kaiye flinched, and Fei Zuo glanced at her, saying, “This time it’s real.”
“Oh.”
Mei Kaiye watched him gently applying the ointment, feeling the scene seemed familiar.
After thinking for a while, she couldn’t recall, and her head began to ache slightly.
Fei Zuo noticed her furrowed brow and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” Mei Kaiye lowered her eyes, “I feel like I’ve lost an important memory.”
“Oh?” Fei Zuo’s lips curved into a smile, his meaning unclear.
“My memories start from two years ago,” Mei Kaiye bit her lip, “Can you tell me about the past?”
