Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

At the same time in a courtyard on the eastern side:

The bright moon hung above while several simple dishes laid on a small rectangular table that sat under the shadow of a tree. The food had turned cold already but it was completely untouched.

A man had just finished showering and slowly walked toward the table in his loose pajamas. His gaze was fixed to some point in the sky and his expression was dazed, as though he’d traversed through time and fallen into some distant memory…

On a wall overgrown with moss, a girl dressed in clothes redder than fire brazenly and arrogantly invaded his world…

“What? You’re saying no one likes you? That’s too coincidental—my name is No One!”

“Unsuitable? Nonexistent! I’m suitable for all occasions!”

“Hey? Can you lend me something? Lend me a kiss, ‘kay? I’ll definitely return it to you!”

…

“Ninth Brother… Ninth Brother… Ninth Brother?”

When Lin Que’s voice traveled to the man’s ears, his absentmindedness instantly transformed into his usual unchanging iciness. “You need something?”

“Ninth Brother, what are you thinking about? I’ve been calling you for half a day, but you didn’t answer!” Lin Que grumbled quietly before answering, “I’ve arranged to have people look into those missing people’s whereabouts!”

“En.”

Lin Que sighed with resignation. He just knew Ninth Brother absolutely wouldn’t ignore tasks that Ye Wanwan took on.

“Oh right, there’s another matter I have to report to you…” Lin Que was about to continue his report when his gaze coincidentally landed on Si Yehan and he jolted in fright. “Sh*t, Ninth Brother! What happened to your body?”

“What?” Si Yehan turned to Lin Que with confusion.

Lin Que was shocked as he stared at the exposed area near Si Yehan’s collar. Red lines densely covered the skin under his neck like a spider web.

Si Yehan followed Lin Que’s gaze and also discovered the bloody red lines on his skin. After his slender fingers pulled open his pajamas, the scene was more frightening.

Bloody lines had enveloped his entire body, stretching from his neck to his collarbone, his chest, his abdomen, dipping into the areas his clothes covered still.

“F*ck, what’s going on? You got poisoned, Ninth Brother?” Lin Que was greatly shocked.

Si Yehan intently stared at the red lines covering his body before calmly answering a moment later: “It’s the love gu.”

Lin Que was stunned. “The love gu?! The love gu is flaring up? Isn’t there at least another week before it flares up? What do these bloody lines mean?”

Si Yehan: “…”

The bloody lines meant…

The deeper and more loyal the gu victim felt toward their loved one and the more they longed for their loved one, the more intense the effects of the red lines…

When Lin Que calmed down slightly, he discovered something was amiss. “Hey, wait, didn’t they say that girl Ye Wanwan has the antidote? I thought the poison was cured already? So why the heck is it flaring up out of nowhere?”

An imperceptible exasperation flickered through Si Yehan’s eyes.

She clearly didn’t take the antidote.

…

In the western court, Ye Wanwan felt something was incredibly off about her body and didn’t have the energy to pay attention to Nameless Nie. She lifted the teacup and downed the cup of herbal tea in one go but still felt her heart burning and blazing afterward. The symptoms didn’t abate in the slightest.

Ye Wanwan slammed the cup on the table with a *bang*. “Freaking… just what the heck is going on? I feel like I’m about to have an out-of-body experience…”

Her current condition was severe enough to the point of her soul escaping her control and flying away to who knew where…

Ye Wanwan grimly announced, “I think… I might need to drink some alcohol to calm down.”

Swish swish swish. The bottle of liquor on the table was flung far away by First Elder using his internal energy…