Poison Genius Consort

other again?”

Duanmu Yao had long called Long Feiye by his full name in front of strangers, but this was her first time addressing it to the man in person.
Did this count as love turning into hate?

No, this was simply shame turned into loathing! Duanmu Yao didn’t ever understand the concept of love.
She only knew of possession, and vain, conceited glory.
Even though she wanted to talk terms with Long Feiye, Han Yunxi refused to give her any chances.
Before he could reply, she was already speaking up.

“Duanmu Yao, aside from your lack of energy, don’t you feel your face itching right now?”

Duanmu Yao subconsciously scratched her face at the words.
Her cheeks did seem to sting, like dry skin that itched from lack of moisture.
It would have been better if she never scratched, because now she realized her skin was dry enough to peel off.
Sensing the seriousness of the situation, she cried, “Han Yunxi, what did you poison me with?”

“One Night Like One Year,” Han Yunxi replied.

Feeling uneasy, Duanmu Yao asked, “What’s that?”

“In the course of one night–or rather, 12 hours–your face will gradually grow older until it turns aged,” Han Yunxi explained patiently.
“The skin’s already starting to dry up and dull.
After that you’ll grow age spots and wrinkles until you turn into an old woman.
By then you’ll regain your strength again.”

“No…I don’t want that!” Duanmu Yao grew crazy at the words.
Besides Long Feiye, the only thing she care for in this world was her face! Her features were flawless and filled with ethereal beauty.
She had been born with her looks and known as Cloud Realm Continent’s most celestial woman! How could she bear the reality of age spots, wrinkles, or growing old overnight?

“I don’t want it! Han Yunxi, where’s the antidote? This princess orders you to give it to me immediately! Right now!”

“Han Yunxi, hand over the antidote, hurry up!”

Robbed of all logic, Duanmu Yao howled like a beast, but time didn’t stop with her protests, nor did her poison disappear.
Thanks to her exertions, it reacted even quicker on her face.
Soon enough, she felt the presence of wrinkles appearing around the corners of her eyes and her forehead.

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She couldn’t take this!

“Han Yunxi, do you hear me? Give me the antidote!”

“Han Yunxi, give it to me! I’ll do anything you want! Hurry!”

Han Yunxi only stood her ground and asked, “Where’s Grand Concubine Yi?”

“Give me the antidote.
As long as my face recovers, I promise I’ll take you to Grand Concubine Yi right away,” Duanmu Yao said desperately.

“This wangfei can take her time negotiating whether the antidote or hostage comes first.
But I’d like to remind you of one thing.
‘One Night Like One Year’ is an irreversible poison.”

“What does that mean?” Duanmu Yao felt a sense of dread.

“Irreversible means that the antidote will only keep you from aging further, not recover your original looks.” Han Yunxi smiled guilelessly as Duanmu Yao’s nerves snapped.

“Han Yunxi, you slut! I’m going to kill you!” She tried to reach for her sword, but couldn’t even unsheath it from its scabbard.

Han Yunxi backed away and crossed her arms over her chest to loom over the other woman.
“Fine then.
I’ll wait until you recover your strength before we fight a round.”

Duanmu Yao nearly spat out blood in fury.
She fancied she could already smell the stench of blood in her nostrils.

Wait? To her, that was no different than ‘aging!’ Did she have any other choice? No.
Instead she cried out, “Someone, come.”

Soon enough, two servant girls emerged from the woods, carrying an unconscious Grand Concubine Yi between them.
Long Feiye inspected the woman to make sure she was simply out cold and not injured.

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“Han Yunxi, the antidote!” Duanmu Yao was burning with impatience.

“Antidote?” Han Yunxi knitted her brows as she fell into thought.
“That, ah…oh my! Did I bring it with me?”

Duanmu Yao was about to cry as she fumed.
“Han Yunxi, you can’t act like this!”

“Then what do you say I should be?” Han Yunxi asked studiously.

“Are you going to go back on your word? Give me the antidote right now!” Duanmu Yao was about to go insane.

Han Yunxi knelt on the ground and admired Duanmu Yao’s wrinkled forehead with amusement, as well as the age spots dotting her cheeks like stars.
“Duanmu Yao, calm down a little.
We can chat calmly if there’s anything to say.
The more excited you get, the faster the poison will act up.
If you keep going like this, you might turn old before the night ever comes.”

Duanmu Yao touched her face and really started to cry.
“Han Yunxi, I’m begging you! Just treat it as me begging you! Han Yunxi, you’re not someone who goes back on her words, are you?!”

“Should this wangfei keep her word to the likes of you?” Han Yunxi retorted icily.

Duanmu Yao was struck speechless.
At this point, she had no choice but to beg.
But before she could start, Han Yunxi had already tossed her the bottle of antidote.

“Duanmu Yao, for someone like you, this wangfei will still keep her word.
That’s because we’re completely different kinds of people.”

Duanmu Yao couldn’t be bothered with anything else besides gulping down the contents of the bottle.

With Grand Concubine Yi in their hands and Duanmu Yao suffering a major blow, Han Yunxi was ready to leave.
Still, Long Feiye next moved to pick up the sword on the ground and point it at Duanmu Yao…