Ji Qingwu strained to turn her head away.
In Prince Yong's eyes, it was merely the death throes of his prey.
He smirked wantonly. It wasn't too late to wait until she had completely lost her five senses before starting.
Prince Yong summoned a few beautiful serving maids and went to the adjacent washroom.
Once the room fell silent again.
Ji Qingwu struggled to open her eyes, only to be met with darkness. It was as if her vision was shrouded in a thick, black fog.
Just as the old doctor had said, her eyes could no longer see. However, her constitution was better than that of an average woman, so the poison spread more slowly, and her hearing remained.
She panted lightly, "Peanuts, are you done yet?"
A moment ago, she had immediately asked the system to scan her physical condition. But this childbirth system, while well-versed in administering drugs, was a complete novice when it came to creating antidotes.
