"I'm starting." Situ Qianyue withdrew his gaze and fixed it on Su Xiaoliu. His fingertips touched her exposed wrist.
For a moment, Su Xiaoliu had an urge to spit out the Red Flower Powder immediately and open her eyes. But for the sake of the long - term plan, she gritted her teeth and continued to pretend to be dead.
Her wrist was lifted, and a cold sensation landed on it. Immediately afterwards, a stinging pain spread. Amidst Su Ling's sharp intake of breath, she felt the warm blood trickling down her wrist.
Is that all?
Su Xiaoliu was taken aback for a moment, but then felt smug. She had thought it would be extremely painful, but it turned out to be just this little bit of a sensation.
"Father - in - law, it's your turn." Situ Qianyue curved his lips, and a strange glint flashed in his ink - black eyes.
Master Su was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he quickly nodded and said, "Oh, oh, okay."
Master Su first took a deep breath and exhaled slowly... When he opened his eyes, his expression changed. It was as if the boldness buried deep in his heart had been ignited. He let out a loud roar and clapped his hands forward.
With a loud "bang", Su Xiaoliu felt as if all her internal organs had been displaced.
She couldn't help but cough violently. The pill that had been pressed under her tongue rolled and was directly choked into her throat. She opened her eyes, and the next second, she met a pair of enchanting ink - black eyes that had been waiting for this moment.
"She's awake! She's awake..." The three wives looked at each other excitedly and surrounded her together.
Master Su was stunned for a moment and repeated, "Awake?" He reluctantly withdrew his hands, looking disappointed that he hadn't had the chance to show off his skills.
Su Xiaoliu looked around blankly. Her gaze landed on the fourth husband in the enchanting red robe. Suddenly, she remembered that she seemed to have swallowed something just now. Before she could say anything, her eyes rolled back and she fainted...
The Red Flower Powder allows one to feign death consciously when held in the mouth. If accidentally swallowed, one will fall into unconscious feigned death.
It is a miraculous poison in the martial world.
Su Xiaoliu felt as if she had had a very long dream.
When her hearing gradually returned, she heard someone talking in a daze. There was anxiety, sobbing, and sighs.
She slightly opened her eyes a crack. In the blur, figures were moving back and forth. It seemed that someone said something, and all the restless figures stopped. Su Xiaoliu only knew that the voice was very nice, but she couldn't hear what was said.
Then, a drowsy feeling came over her, and Su Xiaoliu fell into a pitch - black unconsciousness.
The next day.
The sun was shining brightly, and the birds were singing. Everything seemed brand - new. A cool sensation hit her, and Su Xiaoliu slowly opened her eyes...
What came into view was a hole through which the sky could be seen. Su Xiaoliu frowned.
Where is this?
Remembering what had happened before, Su Xiaoliu suddenly sat up straight. She scanned the surroundings and found that she had been sleeping in a tattered temple in her wedding robe. The floor of the old temple was full of messy straw. The altar was covered with a thick layer of dust. There was a dirty and smelly bucket beside it, and there was a hole in the roof through which one could look directly up. Had she been thrown away as a dead person after accidentally swallowing the Red Flower Powder?
"My lady, are you awake?"
Suddenly, a voice came from beside her ear. Su Xiaoliu suddenly turned her head.
A stunningly beautiful man in a wedding robe just like hers was standing at the door of the old temple, looking at her with two water bags in his hand. His beautiful ink - black eyes were shining, and his diamond - shaped lips were curved in a seductive arc.
Su Xiaoliu felt that he was vaguely familiar for a moment, but at the same time, his enchanting aura seemed very strange to her.
Suddenly, she remembered that he was the fourth husband who had caused her to fail in pretending to be dead yesterday!
A dangerous person.
Su Xiaoliu pursed her lips and took a step back. She looked around again and asked him, "Where is this?"
The smile on his lips became even more joyful. He replied softly, "Our home."
After hearing what he said, Su Xiaoliu felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her right on the top of her head...
Could this be a place for people to live? And, was this going to be her future home?
The first time she had married the richest man, the second time the most successful merchant, the third time the most talented scholar. So this time... who was he? The number one of what?
Su Xiaoliu carefully sized him up and guessed in her mind.
Her father had told her the day before her wedding that this husband wasn't as wealthy as the previous ones. Could he be the poorest man?
Probably not. There were so many poor people in the capital that any random beggar was poorer than him.
While Su Xiaoliu was thinking with her head down, Situ Qianyue looked at her, walked in with the two water bags, and poured the water into the dirty bucket that Su Xiaoliu had thought was a smelly bucket.
"Wash up first." He carried the bucket over and placed it in front of Su Xiaoliu.
Su Xiaoliu looked up at him and then down at the wooden bucket. She froze on the spot.
No way...
Su Xiaoliu forced a smile and slowly pushed the bucket away, saying, "I'll go wash by the river later." Wash with this wooden bucket? She'd probably be dirtier after washing than before.
Situ Qianyue still smiled. His ink - black eyes drooped, and he didn't say a word.
Su Xiaoliu glanced at him, stood up, and patted the dust off her body.
Just as she was about to go out to find the river, she suddenly thought of something. She turned back to look at Situ Qianyue and asked, "Where are my father and the others?"
Situ Qianyue looked up at her and slowly smiled, "They've gone back." Seeing her hesitant look, he added, "Don't worry. I told them that you're still alive."
Su Xiaoliu turned around awkwardly and walked towards the door.
As soon as she walked out, several figures blocked her way.
Su Xiaoliu looked up and saw several middle - aged men in merchant's attire standing in front of her.
The leading middle - aged man in merchant's clothing was wearing an open - fronted robe and black boots. He was holding a thick black stick in his hand, looking displeased and arrogant. The men standing beside him were all wearing the same cyan long gowns, looking like his servants. Each of them was holding a long stick, looking extremely fierce.
Su Xiaoliu's brows knitted together bit by bit, and she took a step back.
As if sensing that her steps had suddenly stopped, Situ Qianyue's slightly puzzled voice came from inside the old temple, "My lady, what's wrong?"
Su Xiaoliu didn't dare to make a sound. Her almond - shaped eyes were tightly fixed on the people in front of her.
"Miss, is the man inside your husband?" The middle - aged man walked towards her, his tone calm, showing no sign of threat.
Su Xiaoliu forced a smile and subconsciously took a step back, saying, "How could he be..."
"Then why does he call you my lady?" The middle - aged man lowered his head, looking at her wedding robe, and asked.
An overpowering aura rushed towards her, and Su Xiaoliu became a little nervous.
"How would I know..."
The middle - aged man reached out and grabbed her wrist, smiling, "You don't know, but he must know. He owes me a lot of debt. How about you pay it for him?"