CHAPTER 358: CHAPTER 360: THE SWEET TASTE

Snap, Feng Bailing’s foot struck squarely on Dugu Wu’s handsome face.

The two suddenly separated.

In the bathtub, the expressions of the man and the woman were diverse.

Feng Bailing’s heartbeat skipped a beat.

The man’s complexion was stormy, paired with his bare upper body and the blood at the corner of his mouth, he exuded an intense ascetic allure.

"Is this how you repay your savior?"

Dugu Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes sharp as knives as they ’carved’ across Feng Bailing’s face.

"My, my foot cramped," Feng Bailing claimed with full confidence.

The man sneered coldly, his fingers clenched, and with a cry of alarm from Feng Bailing, her body fell out of control towards Dugu Wu.

Lips tainted with the taste of blood seared onto hers, a thunderous echo reverberating through Feng Bailing’s mind.

Dugu Wu had intended to punish this ungrateful woman, but the moment the light kiss like the touch of a dragonfly landed,

The scent of the woman’s cool fragrance and her smooth skin made Dugu Wu shiver.

He felt an impulse to savor the woman beneath him, and a scene flashed through his mind.

Two frantic figures intertwined.

This scene, it was very familiar.

Bang——

The bathtub cracked upon impact.

Water splashed all over the floor.

Feng Bailing’s lips were swollen, her eyes blazing bright as starlight, astonishingly luminous.

At the corners of her mouth, the sweet taste of the woman lingered.

Dugu Wu’s voice was hoarse.

"Next time, if you dare to poison me again, I will break your legs."

Feng Bailing, not caring about her drenched clothes, fled through the door.

She ran a great distance, yet her heart still pounded uncontrollably like a frightened rabbit.

Her cheeks reddened, her ear tips even hotter as if forged from iron.

"Pah, damn man!"

Feng Bailing spat fiercely.

It was lucky she used the power of the Water Holy Seal to break the bathtub; otherwise, she feared she would have been devoured alive by that damn man.

"Sooner or later, I will kick this damn man to the curb."

Feng Bailing took a deep breath, her mind regaining its ability to think rationally.

She looked at the injury on her foot and swiftly administered first aid with medicine from the first aid kit.

By the time she returned to the side chamber, Dugu Wu had already cleaned up and was holding a booklet, leafing through it with his head down.

Under the glow of the yellow lamp, the man’s face was as if beautified by a filter, glossed with a soft light, the ferocity faded and the handsomeness accentuated.

As Feng Bailing entered, he didn’t spare an extra glance for Feng Bailing.

The atmosphere turned awkward for a moment, Feng Bailing took a deep breath, weighing her options internally, she decided to reveal her findings from Luan Palace to Dugu Wu. "Dugu Wu, aren’t you curious why I ventured into Luan Palace at night?"

"You suspect the Empress is the mastermind behind Zhao Ang."

Dugu Wu spoke in a low voice, casually flipping a page.

"You knew all along?"

Feng Bailing was startled, perched cross-legged on Dugu Wu’s bed.

Dugu Wu glanced at her from the corner of his eye.

The woman still carried the scent of soapberry from the bath.

"Actually, I suspect there’s another reason for the Emperor’s illness. Last month in the Imperial Palace, I saw Orchid..."

Feng Bailing shared the matter of the love poison with Dugu Wu.

After weighing the pros and cons, all alone, she couldn’t contend with the Empress.

She and Dugu Wu were husband and wife in name, at least on the same boat, so she could only choose to trust Dugu Wu.

"So it’s the love poison, no wonder these days Emperor Yongye has been considering establishing Dongfang Cheng as the Crown Prince."

Dugu Wu showed no surprise; Feng Bailing’s candor put him in a good mood.

Feng Bailing’s night raid on Luan Palace, and even getting injured, was so foolish that Dugu Wu felt a rise of anger.